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The Auction Party

ROME

The carriage slowed and came to a halt before a wide clearing that appeared just a little past the boundary between Alkarod and Hanaerum.

Their guards dismounted their horses and took watchful positions. The guards were all dressed in black disguises in a material of far less quality than their official Royal uniforms. Not a trace of the Royal insignia was in sight and all distinctly Lycan army weapons were changed to more common weapons. For this night, Rome was a merchant at a slave auction party, and it had to remain that way until the raid.

Rome alighted from the carriage and was about to give Elora a hand to get off the step when he remembered he was to be her slave master, not King or gentlemen. And she wasn't his mistress, but a slave to be used and disposed of if she displeased him.

He stepped away from the carriage not bothering to look behind him and started off to the opening of the Grove where the cave descended to the underground auction house. He sensed her walking
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