What Lydia learns. Post-novel.

"Monseigneur," she began solemnly, "I know what it is that we must do now." His Grace remained admirably grave. "Do you, infant?" he remarked. "How very discouraging." A These Old Shades fic.

"I fear," I remarked one evening, as we sat before the fire, I with my infant to my breast and my husband comfortably settled in the armchair opposite mine, "that our son resembles more a changeling than a baby."

In which Anna realises, to her horror, that being married means that Kristoff will see her...when she wakes up.

Because honestly, their entire relationship can be summed up with one word.

The dance is over, the lady has been caught—and now what? Oneshots for Cotillion, post-novel, no particular chronological order, Freddy x Kitty.

While there are several advantages to marriage, for Jane there is one that, during the colder months, trumps all the others.