July 1928 - Eugene Fisher is Baron of Richmond-upon-Thames. In Melbourne, his poor relations had no idea how close they had been to inheriting a title.
(Alternatively: On the first of November I sat down with a blank document, the first of many cups of tea, and two questions: "What would have happened if Henry Fisher had never inherited?" and "What if Phrack had had their gaudy night and it broke them as badly as Jack's face in that scene?" This fic is neither...)
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