Gas lamps flickered, their lights strong and sure, bathing the cobblestones with collective glows. More ladies and gentlemen were stationed outside of Voisin’s doors than throughout the whole of Paris put together. Within this corner of society, the starving children, grief-struck insurgents, and...
Ariah should have been positively ecstatic at the revelation. Instead, she felt as though her heart and future had been torn asunder.Streams of guilt coiled around her gut and blackened her insides. The complexity of her emotions jarred her. She was beyond happy to see Jacques alive and well, of ...