"Oh! That's - " Alcuin faltered just for a split second. "That's Anafiel." His eyes went to the painting instinctively, and his heart clenched. He'd considered taking it down before, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it, even if years later the murder still felt fresh enough to cause him pain.
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