paintings would have i was recording my feet from birth to death when he painted the portraits of the countess geno's and the bronco fans my mother's family and that of my father. here you see me as a child with my immediate ancestors around me i already bear the insignia of future rule and every eye is bent upon me in hope. but as i now know it was not in fact every on. there is my grandfather who raised me and my father the man with the sad expression. i always think i can see that bloody night when he himself was murdered in his eyes. i was only one year old and was saved by a trick my father servant still an infant from a gypsy woman and handed it over to the rebellious boy i was in my place they promptly killed. the. one with the glowing eyes failed to do these men accomplished stone at constantine and thoma with the sword of the count of the xeno family another artist subsequently over painted their portraits rightly so posterity now no longer sees them feigning to wish me well. instead their gaze is averted the stoli grow to the sultan claiming i had sealed a secret pact with the sultan's enem