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Chapter Twenty-Four: The New Year's Gala
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"Slaves over the age of eighty that are not sold at the end of the first auction are to be disposed of."

Polaris stood paralyzed, struck not by the sight of his king being threatened, but his king crumpled against a hedge, having entirely lost control of his specter abilities. Polaris stepped back, heaviness gripping his soul as he watched King Darren's skin ripple and darken, then pale to an unnatural porcelain sheen. Patches of it shimmered like glass, then turned coarse and leathery, only to smooth again in a blink. His hair grew in waves, spilled long over his shoulders, then reduced to stubble before curling into tight coils. No pattern. No control. Just chaos.

It didn't stop at the surface. Beneath the ever-changing skin, bones twisted audibly, cracking and reforming. A shoulder caved inward, then jutted out at an impossible angle. His fingers elongated, then shortened, then bent backward, joints rearranging themselves like puzzle pieces forced into the wrong shape.

"S-sire?" Pol
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