The Blackwood Bargain
The snow fell in thick sheets across the Yorkshire moors, swallowing the road to Blackwood Manor whole. Elinor West pressed her face against the carriage window and watched the world disappear into white. She had been told this journey would take three hours. It had taken six. The carriage lurched to a halt before a gate so tall it seemed designed to make anyone passing through feel small....
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