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The long dining table gleamed under the chandelier. The Thorne mansion was quieter than usual due to the august visitors present at the house but the tension was strong. Mr. Conrad Thorne sat at the head of the table, holding a glass of aged whisky. Beside him, Lady Eleanor sat with her signature poise, her diamond necklace was glittering under the