Chapter 85

  I realized that he had been speaking, and I hadn’t been listening.

  “I’m sorry,” I said, turning back to him.

  “I said, did you realize she’s the spitting image of Belitria?” he repeated.

  “No,” I replied. “I don’t think I ever saw a picture of her. Are you sure?”

  “Yes, her portrait was in on...

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