"The Reckoning of Rose Water"
"The Reckoning of Rose Water She found him in the rose garden, as she had known she would — or perhaps as she had feared she would. The harvest ball behind them was still singing through the stone walls of Harrowby Hall: waltzes in G major, the scrape of silk on polished oak, the murmur of four hundred well-bred voices pretending the world was not changing around them. Elara Whitmore had not...
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