"Slave Owners may sell their Slaves at their own discretion. The Association of Slave Owners must be notified within forty-eight hours after the Slave is sold."
Nadia knew that Lady Skye was headed directly to the rear courtyard to retrieve the satchel which held Nadia's golden ball and she bolted out the door after her. Skye flew down the staircase with her turquoise locks bouncing behind her, and Nadia slid down the railing to pass her by. She and Skye dodged around pillars, hopped furniture, and shoved past people as they fought to reach the rear courtyard before the other. Then Skye finally recalled that she had authority in this household.
"Stop her!" she shouted. "Grab her!"
A few servants trie
"A Slave must obey its owner's rules, excluding rules that violate the Law of Noelle. If a Slave Owner experiences consistent disobedience from his or her Slave, the owner may dispose of that Slave. All Slave deaths must be reported to the Association of Slave Owners within forty-eight hours of the death."Rein shot above the trees to remain out of sight and then dove back down into the forest once she believed that she was well ahead of the cloaked woman. When she found Gideon again, she peered behind him to see that his pursuer had made incredible progress and was right on his tail. The moment of truth had arrived. Rein opened her mouth to call out Gideon's name."Gideon!" The fiery redhead had beat her to it.
"Slave Owners cannot be sold into slavery unless the owner is homeless. When a homeless owner of a Slave is sold into slavery, the owner's Slave belongs to the new owner."The ride to the manor alone was relieving. Just getting out of the palace to spend a sustained amount of time someplace where there wouldn't be extensive talk about a pointless war was enough to allow Polaris to relax. Now, he could discuss matters of real importance with someone who could most likely do something about them. It was finally a step that felt like it had been taken in the right direction.At long last, Polaris's coach arrived at the large black mansion trimmed in gunmetal. Streams flowed over and around it like they did over the Saídan Palace, but the trees surroun
"Thieving of a Slave will be dealt with in the same manner as the thieving of any other valuable property."After her discussion with Polaris, Rein had visited Nadia at Aimonbay Estate and convinced her not to do anything foolish to free Garnet from Helvetica's pottery clerk. It took several weeks for Rein to feel certain that Nadia would behave before she came up with a plan to free Garnet. She assured Nadia that her plan would work and then left to search for the house in which Garnet served.It took almost another month for Rein to find the potter's dwelling since Helvetica was a sizeable town and finding this clerk's tiny home required much investigative work. Finally, on the evening of Crest 35, Rein found the house in which Garnet was being kept. Th
"All existing Slaves must be documented with the proper paperwork copied thrice. Two copies must be kept in the records of the Association of Slave Owners, one with the Slave, and the original copy must be kept with the Slave Owner."Back at the Ronanan palace on Miseria 3, King Darren and Queen Ariana walked together down a long corridor which beheld a view that overlooked the kingdom beyond the waterfall on which the palace sat."Parliament doesn't want Ramses to be a member, Dear," Ariana said. "It would require voting someone out. There is already so much happening now with the merging of three nations, they don't have time to deal with exchanging members.""Very well," said Darren. "We'll put th
"All paperwork concerning Slaves must be available for the Association of Slave Owners, Law Enforcement, Nobility, and Royalty to view upon request."Rein and Makiar stopped where they were and turned to look towards the marquis. Rein was especially worried. Why would Rallian want Makiar to return the orb to him? Of course, Makiar didn't hesitate to obey.Nadia, who still recovered on the floor of the grand hall, glanced up at Rallian. "Master," she said. "What are you doing?""I asked for all of your secrets, Lila. That includes your ethnicity."Rallian held out his hand for Makiar to deliver the orb, and Makiar handed him the purse. Rallian op
"Those who are sold as Slaves officially become Slaves when the proper paperwork is turned in to the Association of Slave Owners."Because Polaris was on his own and not part of a slow caravan, he made haste and managed to arrive at Lakeblood Manor in the former Kingdom of Saíd on Zafirô 18, eleven days after he learned of Myrdor's passing. The once red trees were void of leaves and flawless white snow blanketed the ground, the black rune-like designs of which decorated the estate with a dark elegance. Polaris's coach rolled up to the entrance and the butler answered the large, gunmetal doors."Your Honor," he said. "The lady is expecting you. Allow me to show you to her and I'll have someone take care of your coach and horses."
"Slaves under the age of eighty that are not sold at the end of an auction will be put into auction a second time. If by the end of the second auction they are still not sold, they will be sent to another town to be sold there."Polaris wasn't certain how to feel when he learned that Parliament was gathering for an emergency meeting, though he knew it could mean nothing good. As Drake had no official court title, he was not permitted to attend. This was unfortunate as Polaris had the haunting impression that he could use the moral support of his close friend at that time.Polaris made sure to be dressed impeccably in a black glittered vest and gold shirt when he entered the foyer of the forum in the center of Helvetica. He felt the need to stand outside t
"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