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escritoireazul“Fortunetellers.” Lucinda rolls her eyes and slips away. In time, she is Alice and she is the Cheesemonger, and she is known – known but not – in all parts of the city. She grows weary and bitter of the secrets and spies and lies and murders.
She has money enough, and with her daughter assisting in the regular business, time as well.
Cantigaster venom, she learns at long last, is a useful thing for those who wish for true deaths.
Around her, the great game continues, as Alice, she watches and waits.
