Gypsy Rose

Gypsy Rose

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Romance
Sofia Rose was the very embodiment of British aristocratic grace- she played the pianoforte, violin, and harp, she spoke several languages, knew all the dances, behaved like a princess, had family in the high levels of parliament, and the grandest non-royal estate in all the empire. But all that was disregarded by most because of the golden color of her skin. Daughter of an English lord and a gypsy, Sofia is raised by her godfather after a fire in the ballroom kills both her parents. Disturbed by nightmares of the flames and violent panic attacks, and a creeping knowledge of the difference between her and the other English ladies, Sofia takes refuge in showing her perfection in the social gatherings of London's high society. Until she meets her grandfather, a man who introduces her to the other half of her bloodline, the truth the gypsies, her mother, even of herself, and the gypsy legend of the firebird- "From the ashes I will rise".
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