Fitzwilliam Darcy is dead. Not dead and gone, however — no, he is dead and hovering.
His soul watches with horror as his empty body goes through daily routines — and nobody seems to notice that there is anything wrong! Was he…always this lifeless? This grim, this silent?
But then Elizabeth Bennet, travelling with her aunt and uncle, runs into Darcy, and his soul is sucked back into his body. Can he make the changes he needs to make in order to win the woman he loves?
Darcy attempts to be a wonderful host as well as a caring brother and master. He enjoys showing Elizabeth and her relations the wonders of the Peak District as well as of Pemberley.
There is no interruption in the form of George Wickham’s misdeeds, in this novella, nor is there a feisty visit from Lady Catherine de Bourgh. But there is an unpleasant Duke of Lymbourne that gives Darcy problems just as he is hoping to convince Elizabeth that he does, indeed, care about the feelings of others, that he is a gentleman, and that he has taken steps to eradicate improper pride and unfair prejudice.