04

PROLOGUE

The cool wind swept through the grand ceremonial space of the private estate, carrying the prospering scent of French gardens and deep green woodlands.

Long before the rings, long before the quiet vows in Cliveden house, and far before two families gathered in a historic mansion above the River Thames, there was only the noise.

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