The lady in Cornelius' painting who looked like me sat atop a tripod chair with a large python draping over her shoulders, the stone temple of Apollo stood behind her in all its glory.
"How much do you know about Cassandra of Troy?" Gabriel's father asked.
"What about it?" I asked in return, feigning ignorance.
Well, this isn't new considering Gabriel had told me a lot, anything I need to know about this tableau and what role I play in it.
When Cornelius nodded, I shrugged nonchalantly. "Are you claiming that I am the reincarnation of her?"
