Pigment
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"Oh that reminds me, please allow me to introduce you to my finest and most admired slave."
Jacques sipped his wine.
Pechet rose from his chair, opened the door and called, "Elize, darling come here, I want you to meet our new guest."
Jacques could've sworn his heart skipped a beat at the sound of that name. It sounded so beautiful, yet oddly familiar. He waited in anticipation, confused at his own sudden nervousness. Subconsciously, he held his breath as soft footsteps approached the door.
"Don't be shy, Mr. Leblanc is a very nice man."
And in came Elize.
Jacques is a poor yet extremely gifted painter who is recognized by a very wealthy and reputable man named Pechet, who invites him to stay in his mansion to paint and gain popularity amoungst the rich. Thrust into world unknown, Jacques finds a maddening love and new purpose in putting a brush to a canvas.
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