Theora immediately remembered the man she had met at the Royal Palace, who had the same odd, unsettling features. She also thought about Augusta, who resembled the bird depicted there. Why did they all seem so unsettling? It was like staring at something that didn't belong in this world. The woman in the picture looked like she could read Theora's soul, her golden eyes incredibly unnerving.
The questions lingered on her lips, but Theora decided not to ask any. She wasn't sure what the maids knew, and she had a feeling that she should ask her father instead. Thus, she didn't ask and quietly moved on to the following portrait: her paternal great-grandparents. There was a tall man with gorgeous blonde hair and blue eyes standing, a hand on his heart, another on the chair his wife sat in, ho
