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CHAPTER 21: The House of Andry
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2024-10-29 19:42:56The soft, wavy flow of her silvery white hair, the way she smiled, and the way that the woman starred back from the portrait looked exactly like Shia. The only difference was that she had a pair of hazel-colored eyes while Shia’s were of a darker brown hue.
“It’s so scary! I cannot tell the two of you apart!” Khailis exclaimed while flipping her gaze from Shia and back to the woman in the portrait.
“I didn’t realize it back then, but I think this was the reason why you looked so familiar to me when I first saw you in the woods,” the prince whispered to her.
“Who is she?” Shia inquired, gasping at the apparition she was seeing.
“She,” a voice from behind them spoke, “is the lady of this house – Duchess Tristal Mariana Andry.”
The three of them were met by a tall woman in her early forties with silvery hair that was tied neatly in a bun. Her eyes looked kind, and they started shedding tears as she came closer towards them.
“By the gods o
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