Six weeks later, a blanket of pure, pristine white snow transformed Ravenwood Manor into an enchanted winter kingdom. The rolling hills of the Cotswolds were dusted in soft powdery drifts, while icicles hung like glittering chandeliers from the carved stone eaves of the Tudor estate. Massive wreaths of fresh pine boughs, holly berries, and gold silk ribbons adorned the front gates, and inside the grand hall, two towering twelve-foot Nordmann…
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