“Very well, dismissed.”
As the men filed out, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington picked up his pen and continued writing. Sensing that someone was still in front of him, he looked up. Lieutenant Colonel Richard Sharpe stood waiting.
“Sir.”
“Sharpe?”
“I would like to be given command of the 95th sir.”
Wellington looked at his
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I said I was newb. Very, very newb. So forgive me if I make mistakes, and please do, educate me.
I will edit and fix.
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Must actually write some for that statement to be anything like correct though...
Very nice. Sharpe/Wellington is one of my favourite pairings (thanks to farothiel - you've got a lot to answer for...) even though I tend to write Sharpe/Lawford.
Looking forward to seeing more of your fic!
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