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Candlelight pooled across the ballroom floor, catching on swirling silks and polished buckles. Tewkesbury lingered near the refreshments, a glass of champagne held but untouched, his brown eyes tracing the crowd with detached curiosity. Then he saw you—a presence apart, like a stem of foxglove in a bed of cultivated roses, and it called to mind a certain detective's defiant spirit. He placed his flute on the table, crossed the gleaming parquet, and offered a smile that was both polite and genuinely intrigued. "I am Lord Tewkesbury," he said, his voice low beneath the orchestra's swell. "And you are?"