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Interlude: Zenobia or Charlotte – Part 05

A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd.

“So those rumors were true?”

“She does look like her. Height, looks.”

“I-I’ll go get someone who can confirm this!”

Margot whispered, “We should end this before the commotion gets worse.”

Charlotte gave a slight nod but felt sweat trickling down her back and pooling under her arms. Her head spun.

If they see through me, I’m finished. If they see through me, I’m finished. If they see through me, I’m finished.

The merchants, sensing the tide turning against them, showed their unease in different ways. The driver coughed on his own cigar smoke. The demonstrator fumbled, dropping pieces of jewel steel. The salesman stood frozen in shock.

Keeping her expression firm, Charlotte said, “Your greatest wrongdoing is selling defective goods and injuring our people.” She narrowed her eyes, glaring fiercely. Her best attempt at intimidation. “It’s a serious crime.”

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