‘And you believe her?’ Nadya mocked.
‘You doubt her gifts because your father’s family devalued them.’
‘I doubt her “gifts,” as you call them, because I’ve seen too many fortune-tellers through the years. I’m not a woman of the gadje, willing to be taken in by promises of a meeting with a handsome stranger or of finding untold wealth waiting around the next bend.’
‘Nor am I. Have a little faith, I beg of you.’
‘In you? All you wish. In Magda’s fortunes? I’m not that gullible.’
‘And in Jaelle’s curse against those who brought about my father’s death?’ Stephano asked quietly.
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