Selkie Peak, Sunday Evening

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Far away from the drama of the various weddings and dramatic reveals, Cara emerged from a sunset-lit swim in Selkie Lake, (which certainly didn't look like a sound-stage to account for the fact it was actually too cold to shoot on location this time of year) the camera lingering on her as she walked up the shore and made her way to her private chalet nestled on the lower slopes of Selkie Peak.

Once inside, she left the doors and windows ajar to let in the freezing brisk evening air as she went to change into the kind of strappy evening wear that people totally wore when relaxing (or plotting) in chalets.

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