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... at painted Cambria and Evelyn’s faces in haunting shades of blue and violet. Time had no meaning in this hidden chamber, where Seraphine Vale lay preserved her silver hair like a crown, her features regal even in death. Yet it was the expression on her face that struck Cambria most.
Peaceful. Knowing.
"I don’t understand," Cambria whispered, stepping closer. "If she’s the source of Pandora, the origin... Why was she buried here like a secret?"
"Because truth is dangerous, ...
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