She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful frescos. How could he have betrayed her so cruelly? How could he lie and claim her as dead? Sebastian studied her carefully as she refused to cry and became like a pillar of stone. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. Parties, politics, and popular opinions have changed. ” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him. . He hated the taste of it.
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