The morning of the wedding dawned over Bonifacio in a radiant blaze of diamond-bright Mediterranean sunshine. From the earliest hours of the morning, the bells of the Église Saint-Dominique had been chiming their melodic peels across the bay, echoing off the limestone cliffs and filling the ancient town with music. In the high north tower suite of the Citadel, Dr. Camille Laurent stood before the gilded mirror in her dressing…
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