Dark woodsy scents and sweet flower aromas sifted into the air to tease the nose from the quiet western shoreline. But the Old City, on the eastern shoreline, was very different. All of the great mosques which dominated the city’s backbone were bedecked in light, from ancient Hagia Sophia to the immense Blue Mosque. Gareth could even see Mihrimah Sultan Mosque far to the east like a beacon of hope, where Abdul Hamid had warned Portia and him about St. Arles’ plans. Horses’ hooves, plus the heavy metallic clank and rattle told how thousands of soldiers returned to their barracks, after lining the streets while the Sultan lighted the first candle. The Sultan was safe and Portia had finally consented to depart for England. He should be glad. He could leave her now and let her have a quiet annulment. Nobody need know about a marriage contracted in a foreign land, which had only lasted for a few days. “Are you sure it’s safe?” she asked again. Her face was very white in the moonlight.
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