Chapter Twenty-Four: The New Year's Gala

"Slaves over the age of eighty that are not sold at the end of the first auction are to be disposed of."

Polaris was completely horrified when he found not his king being threatened, but his king huddled in a ball against another hedge, having entirely lost control of his specter abilities. Polaris felt the blood drain from his body as he watched King Darren's skin change color, change texture; as his hair grew long, then shortened, then became curly, then wavy, then straight. The spectacle didn't end there. The control was so lost that Polaris could examine as King Darren's bones twisted, turned, changed position, and even changed shape completely beneath his morphing skin.

"S-sire?" Polaris managed as he sheathed his sword. King Darren didn't even seem

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