March 21st, 1888 - Elkmire Estate in Milford Haven, Wales

Married life felt nice, in Warwick’s opinion. He did love his wife, and she was a very proper with, in his eyes. It didn’t hurt that his best friend happened to now be his brother-in-law. Though, it did feel strange. Their friendship was certainly different now, not to mention his other friend was also somewhat related to him, and he somewhat had gained more nieces and a nephew (and of course the nephew was more preferable to interact with in his opinion).

There was a lot of things to think about, with married life. Of course he would prefer an heir sooner, rather than later. But they had just married, so he saw no need to put any pressure on the matter. However, he had not come to his friend’s estate to talk about children. That would be exceedingly awkward. No, he was more in the mood to chat about something far more casual. He felt as though he had been severely lacking in spending time with his own best friend, and did wish to correct this error.

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