Chapter 43 The Whole City Is Watching Her

Sophia POV

The morning after Flame Hall, the entrance hall of Blackmere was buried.

Boxes, baskets, rolled carpets, trunks tied with ribbons. Mrs. Bloom stood in the middle of it all, a list in her hand that kept growing longer, her hair coming undone.

"My lady," she said, "forty-one gifts have arr...

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