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“Quite a night, eh?” Cedric clapped Charles on the shoulder as they left the Sanderson home. “Far less painful than I feared.”
“Quite a night indeed,” Charles agreed. He hadn’t thought his spirits could be buoyed after the attacks on Phillip and Graham. But coming here tonight and finding Lily… Even her name made his blood hum and his head dizzy, as though he’d drunk too much whisky. She had given him a glimpse of hope again.
“It seems to have pulled you out of your black mood for a while, at least. I saw you danced with a number of fine ladies. I don’t suppose any of them caught your fancy?”
“One flower,” he admitted. “Lily Wycliff.”
“Emily’s cousin from the country?” Cedric chuckled. “Well, Godric forbade you from wooing her, so I guess it was only natural that you would. That mu
