The Gilded Vow of Vengeance
The Gilded Vow of Vengeance Part I The ballroom of Mayfair gleamed like a jewel box, all gilt mirrors and crystal chandeliers casting light in a thousand fractured pieces across the faces of London's elite. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my dark velvet dress swallowing what remained of my youthful glow, watching Lord Julian Blackwood across the room. He was everything the society papers...
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