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Chapter 298: Something strange with the Solare silks

Author: Amira Lights
last update publish date: 2026-10-14 18:48:59

But the dye, the thread, the too-perfect twist. They all pointed the same way.

Pezzo 14 was not eighteenth-century Venetian silk.

It was a copy. A very good one. Someone had spent a great deal of money and a great deal of skill making it.

"Lyra?"

She realized she had been standing perfectly still for several seconds.

She switched off the lamp. The overheads came back up, bright and white. She set the UV lamp down on the table with great care. Her hands were steady. She was proud of that.

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