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Ava's introduction

1815, Mayfair, England.

Spring has come.

The season of parties and weddings has begun. Jack's most dire nightmare.  season in itself is lovely. It is the rest he dreads.

You see, he is a Viscount, young women, and their mamas desire his position. He is a member of high society, and he must play his part in it. Obviously, he can remain single for the rest of his life and pass the title to one of his future nephews—he's a man, he can choose to do so. However, that is not what his mother desires. At all.

"Jack, dearest." His mother calls his attention. "You will come to Ava's introduction to the ton, will you not?" One of their maids pours her some tea. "It is an important moment in her life."

He looks at his sister. Seventeen years of age. Her hair was styled in an updo with braids. She wore a light green dress that brought out her eyes.

"I will be present." He reassures. "However, I do not know if any of the men are worthy of her." He smiles softly at her.

She chuckles. "Are you saying I'm impossible to deal with?" Ava teases.

"You always see right through me, do you not, sister?" He sips on his tea.

Kristin shakes her head. "Stop with the fuss, I say. Ava, we must get going." She stands up.

Jack stands up as well. "Ms. Vera, call the carriage, please."

"Yes, my lord." She bows and takes her leave.

He looks at his mother and sisters. "You head downstairs. I have some quick matters to tend to."

Jack paces to his quarters. The maids were making his bed. "Out, please." Everyone leaves his room, and they make sure to close the door behind them.

He opens the chest and grabs a box wrapped in a cloth. He sets on the bed and removes the cloth from it. He opens the box and searches for a specific envelope.

Jack smiles softly when he finds it. It read: Ava's introduction for Jack.

He opens the envelope and reads the letter.

Dear Jack,

Today is the day. Your sister is being introduced to society. I trust that you and your mother have taught her well.

Remember to always be there for her. Accompany her to all balls and parties she wants to attend.
Do not marry your sister off with any man who gives her attention—make sure they are worthy of her; make sure she marries for love.
She's an Avery, after all. An Avery marries for love.

It is your duty as the man of the house to make sure she is happy. So, accompany her for her introduction.
Clap for her; and if you find someone who claps louder than you, then allow them to entertain your sister. For if they clap loudly enough for you to hear, they might just be the one for our Ava.

Take care of her, son.

Viscount John Avery

Jack wipes a tear from his cheek and safely puts the envelope back in the box. He grabs one for Ava and stuffs it in his coat pocket.

He secured the box right it was and rushed downstairs to the carriage. They were waiting for him. Jack gets in the carriage, and they start going.

His mother rests a hand on top of his. "Were your matters taken care of?"

Jack nods as he looks at his sister. He smiles softly. "I was merely making sure whether Ava had not forgotten her earrings again." He jokes.