Meanwhile at the Shangri La, the festivities were still going on, in full swing. Bianca and her husbands, as she thought of them in wonder, were still coming to terms with the change in their positions in society's eyes. She was no longer a woman and her Masters. She was now their wife!

When a waiter approached her and murmured, Mrs. …umm?” she looked baffled. Then, with a smile, she said,

“I’m Mrs St Just O’Grady. Yes? Did you want something?”

*

The entire stretch of gardens that had been earmarked for their celebrations shimmered beneath the fading gold of the evening sun, its manicured grounds spilling onto broad stone...