The grand drawing room of the Gramercy Park townhouse was bathed in the warm, fragrant glow of a dozen beeswax candles and a roaring fire of applewood and dried lavender. Outside, a soft winter twilight draped the private park in gentle shadows, while the historic gas lamps flickered to life along the iron railings. This was the final evening of the journey that had begun in betrayal and culminated in…
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