Post the Nine-Hundred and Eighth - Life Hates Me
Day 01 - What is your current favorite ship?
Day 02 - What was your very first ship?
Day 03 - A pairing that needs to happen now?
Day 04 - The pairing with the most chemistry?
Day 05 - The pairing with the least chemistry?
Day 06 - Best kiss?
Day 07 - The most heartbreaking scene?
Day 08 - The pairing with the most baggage?
Day 09 - The most believable relationship?
Day 10 - The least believable relationship?
Day 11 - Your dream pairing?
Day 12 - Who had the best wedding?
Day 13 - Your favorite television pairing?
Day 14: Your favorite book pairing.
Anne Elliot/Fredrick Wentworth "Persuasion"
The first Jane Austen book I read was Pride & Prejudice, for a while it was my favorite, then Emma, and then Persuasion.
This isn't the first blush of love, the overcoming of personalities or situations - that happened eight years ago.
We find Anne a quite, sensible girl who is overlooked by her family (of the Jane Bennet and Elinor Dashwood type, but without a lively sister to draw her out).
Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed her high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister; her word had no weight, her convenience was always to give way--she was only Anne.
It's only at the end of chapter three that we discover a deeper side of Anne...
Anne, who had been a most attentive listener to the whole, left the room, to seek the comfort of cool air for her flushed cheeks; and as she walked along a favourite grove, said, with a gentle sigh, "A few months more, and he, perhaps, may be walking here."
And now we find out about Fredrick...
He was not Mr Wentworth, the former curate of Monkford, however suspicious appearances may be, but a Captain Frederick Wentworth, his brother...
A short period of exquisite felicity followed, and but a short one. Troubles soon arose. Sir Walter, on being applied to, without actually withholding his consent, or saying it should never be, gave it all the negative of great astonishment, great coldness, great silence, and a professed resolution of doing nothing for his daughter.
A few months had seen the beginning and the end of their acquaintance; but not with a few months ended Anne's share of suffering from it. Her attachment and regrets had, for a long time, clouded every enjoyment of youth, and an early loss of bloom and spirits had been their lasting effect.
And now, after eight years, they met again.
They are both people deeply hurt by one another - if Anne wasn't so guided by Lady Russell, if Fredrick wasn't so quick to give her up - but yet they are still deeply in love.
Anne, in keeping with her nature, is quite and shy while Fredrick allows himself to flirt openly with the two girls of the family that Anne is staying with.
A rush of victory comes when a cousin begins to pay Anne some attention, but it is at the same time that Fredrick is realizing what an ass he's been and is almost forced to marry someone else.
This starts off a dance of breathless encounters and conversations full of double meaning which neither of them seem to hear, but in one glorious moment Anne speaks (to someone else), Fredrick hears and responds and all is right with the world.
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