Chapter 7 – Duchess Of Red Roses |Members Only| Bitter Blood
Alexandria was guided by Sir Anthony through a long hallway. There were imposing portraits on the walls left and right. One would depict the portrait of a gracious lady in her twenties. She had such delicate features. The focus was on the eyes. While Alexandria laid her eyes on that particular portrait, she thought that the lady was watching her. It was like the portrait was alive.
“This portrait is such an art, Sir. May I ask who she is?” Alexandria halted the walk with her eyes on the portrait.