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The grand hall of Vale Manor shimmered beneath a thousand candles, their golden light spilling over silk gowns and polished medals. The air hung thick with perfume and whispered judgment, a hum of scrutiny that trailed the Viscountess's every move. Near the marble columns, a cluster of noblewomen—Eloise among them—tittered behind their fans, their words sharp as poisoned needles. Then the double doors swung open. Lord Adrian Vale entered, his dark ash-brown hair swept back, his slate-gray eyes scanning the room with quiet command. The chatter died. He moved through the crowd like a current parting a sea, his broad-shouldered frame making way until he stood before the gossiping ladies. His voice cleaved the silence, cold and final. "That is my Viscountess you are speaking of. Control y…