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Cure For What Ails You (Anthony Bridgerton x OC)

Summary: Marianne is having a tough time with her second pregnancy, and Anthony is at a loss for how to make her feel better, but he knows someone who may be able to help.

Word Count: 1,033

Warnings: Pregnancy, Morning Sickness, Nausea

Anthony dismounted his horse after his early morning ride, something that had become a habit of his as of late, and made his way back inside the warmth of his home. Aubrey Hall had been revitalized for him since he welcomed Marianne into it as his viscountess and that had only become truer when they welcomed their first child, Thackery.

Yet now, pregnant with their second child, discontentment had been sewn within the walls of Aubrey Hall as Marianne was having a far more trying pregnancy than her last. Anthony had left her that morning, his wife peacefully asleep, and had gone about his morning ride hoping things had finally settled down. When he returned, it was to a pale, exhausted looking Marianne, sat at the window with Thackery playing with his favorite cavalry soldier at her feet.

"Another bout of sickness," Anthony asked, knowing full well what the answer would be.

Marianne managed only a nod and even that brought a touch of the nausea back which she swallowed back down. She was hoping the rising sun would bring some of the color back into her skin and energy back into her body. She’d been suffering with morning sickness for several weeks to varying degrees of severity. She’d only thrown up once when carrying Thackery and she could not fathom why this time was so much worse.

Anthony came to sit across from her at the small table. He reached out his hand, placing it atop hers, the only gesture he could think to make in the moment. He was beside himself with worry. He was reminded of his mother's last pregnancy. Hyacinth, though she was not at any sort of fault, had almost killed her.

"What is that look on your face, Anthony," Marianne asked when his eyebrows became furrowed and the smile he’d meant to be reassuring dissolved into a haunted looking frown.

He brought himself out of the past with a shake of his head and his eyes focused once more on those of his wife. "I am just worried for your health. If my mother was not out in London trying to get Eloise married off yet again, perhaps she could bring you more reassurance than I."

"Then write to her, Anthony. I know you cannot be with me and Thackery all the time, so maybe, if your mother is agreeable, she could take some of the weight off of your shoulders. Temporarily."

He let out a short sigh, realizing the folly of his words and how Marianne may misconstrue them. "I hadn’t meant—"

"I know what you meant, and I can’t say I'd mind having an extra hand for a few days. Hopefully by then, this will have passed and we can resume as normal. Then our biggest worry can be what to name our new baby."

A tired but agreeable smile crossed Anthony's face, and he left to pen a letter to his mother to be delivered with the utmost haste later that very day. In three days time, Marianne was faring very much the same, but Violet had shown early that morning to quell Marianne's fears.

"Violet, how nice to see you," Marianne greeted as pleasantly as she was able. She began to walk herself carefully over to her favored seat by the window. Her ankles had swollen, and coupled with the back pain she was experiencing that morning, it was making it excessively difficult to move. Violet wasted no time in coming to her aid, keeping her balanced until she was able to find the familiar comfort of her heavily pillowed chair.

"I was just like you are now when I was expecting Colin. Sick day and night, some days felt worse than others, but all of them felt as if I’d never survive them." The look of panic that colored Marianne's otherwise pallid features must have given Violet pause. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to regale you with horror stories. It was awful, but one morning I woke up and it was all gone. Pregnancy is a funny thing like that. You never know quite what to expect, no matter how many times you’ve been expecting."

"I think perhaps my limit may be two. This little one has given me more trouble than a brood worth of children, and the little darling is currently playing havoc on my bladder. If you will excuse me."

Violet nodded. "Of course, dear. I’m all too familiar with that as well. I shall be here all day if and when you need me."

"Could you just keep an eye on Thackery while I’m away?"

"As if you even needed to ask." Already she was headed over to the two year old who was inexorably happy to see his grandmother. He’d always been partial to her, even as a newborn. Marianne really couldn’t blame him. If anyone were an expert on babies, it would undoubtedly be Violet Bridgerton.

As she made her way back to her son and mother in law, she found herself already more at ease than she had been in the past several weeks. She sat with them, though lowering herself onto the settee had been a challenge. She watched Thackery play. He’d been so clingy since she’d been ill that he hardly left her side, but now it seemed he felt comfortable enough to enjoy his toys more, and Marianne couldn’t help but credit Violet for such improvement in them both.

"You seem worlds better than when I arrived a few short hours ago. I should not want to sour your improvement by addressing it, but I think you may be over the hill of your illness."

Marianne thought on it a moment. The nausea had almost entirely dissipated in the past hour, so maybe Violet was onto something. She smiled contentedly. "I suppose you could be right. I don’t know what magic you possess, but if it gets worse again, I hope I can call on you."

"You may always do so, Marianne. You're family, and we Bridgertons are a tight knit group. If you are in need you will always have my support, and support from the rest of us as well."

Forever Tag: @arrthurpendragon, @borg-queer, @foxesandmagic, @connietheecunning, @chickensarentcheap, @sicktember

Marianne Hardwell: @dancingwith-sunflowers, @dollvi3e

#oc: marianne hardwell #fc: lottie tolhurst #fd: bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #anthony bridgerton x oc #bridgerton #sicktember 2022

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Introducing: Marianne Hardwell

Fandom: Bridgerton

Face Claim: Lottie Tolhurst

Full Name: Marianne Elaine Hardwell

Nickname/Alias/Pet Names: Mary

Age: 23

Myers Briggs Type: ISTJ

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Love Interest: Anthony Bridgerton

Collections: Inkwells

Style/Clothing: Marianne doesn’t care much for fashion. She’d wear the same few dresses all the time if she were allowed. While she does favor pinks, greens and blues, she really doesn’t see the point in having endless articles of clothing.

Signature Quote: "I’ve never met a man quite as vexing and yet quite as captivating as you, Anthony Bridgerton."

Plot Summary: Marianne Hardwell is all set for life as a spinster. After her parents disastrous marriage, she doesn’t want the same fate for herself. What she doesn’t count on is falling in love with Viscount Anthony Bridgerton.

Forever Tag: @vivis-ghost-wife, @felicitys-smoaking, @perfectlystiles, @oreostars, @foxesandmagic, @boyiega, @itsjustgracy, @anotherunreadblog, @fiercefray, @misshiraeth98, @malice1329, @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle, @codenamekryptonite, @bravelittleflower, @witchofinterest, @raith-way, @farrradays, @annibunnysworld

#oc: marianne hardwell #fc: lottie tolhurst #fd: bridgerton

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