The-Firstborn-of-Blackwood-Manor
The Firstborn of Blackwood Manor I. The letter arrived on a Tuesday in October, carried by a rider whose horse was half-starved and whose boots were caked with the red clay of the northern roads. Catherine Blackwood opened it at her London townhouse, her hands trembling slightly as she broke the wax seal. The handwriting was her brother's—precise, angular, with a flourish that had once amused...
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