Chapter 476: The Faces We Recognise
Evander glanced at Alistair, considering the question that had been put to him.
"What do you mean by that? In what manner, precisely, are the people of this town strange?"
Alistair regarded him with a steadiness that suggested he had been turning the matter over for some time. "You know precisely what I speak of. I do not believe for a moment that you have failed to notice."
He gestured vaguely towards the town behind them.
"Have you not observed that a good number of the people here bear a striking resemblance to certain other persons? Not merely in the general manner in which strangers may share similar features, but in such a way as makes one look twice, particularly when one is acquainted with the person to whom they bear such likeness."
Evander was silent a while, observing Alistair quietly.
