I think she does - just because they were a good match for each other politically and socially, doesn't mean that there wasn't at least a little bit of love.
Yay! You wrote it! And it's lovely. Especially this part:
For some reason, today he has brought the box into the sitting room, turning it carefully in his hands. They are long-fingered and steady, callused and marked with ink. She loves his hands
I adore Horatio's/Ioan's hands too. They're so beautifully expressive.
And I mean, Yes, Horatio's a grumpy sod, but he's so endearing sometimes. You captured that beautifully in your fic.
Thank you so much! I've cross posted here. I hope you don't mind but I've also cross posted Troubled Waters. Your Hornblower fic gets reccd on a regular basis over at following_sea so these are a real treat! Thank you again :)
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For some reason, today he has brought the box into the sitting room, turning it carefully in his hands. They are long-fingered and steady, callused and marked with ink. She loves his hands
I adore Horatio's/Ioan's hands too. They're so beautifully expressive.
And I mean, Yes, Horatio's a grumpy sod, but he's so endearing sometimes. You captured that beautifully in your fic.
Long story short: Thank you, It's great!
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Like eglantine_br said, would you mind if I cross posted this to following sea?
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(sure go ahead and post a link if you'd like!)
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