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... oice down, Rebecca, don't make a fuss, where did your etiquette go?"
Viscount Pompeii looked helpless.
"Understood Dad...Look at this painting!"
Under Rebecca's urging, Viscount Pompeii looked up, and his expression froze for a second.
This large-scale painting, exquisitely framed, was hung at the end of this aisle.
The battlefield depicted above is quite realistic, with gunfire and dust under a gloomy sky. But the young soldier in the center of th ...
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