HAL watches those gathered swear the oath of Sacramento, even taking a moment to look across at his fellow Sovereigns in the process. Anyone who has been in the presence of the Dread Lord for long enough will instantly recognise the flow of lights across his features to represent a slight vexation, if such a word exists.
He clears his throat, quite loudly, in order to once again gain the attention of those in the room.
"And now, the ceremony," he begins. "The passing of the crown symbolises more than a passing of power, it is the very essence of our protection from the Gentry, giving us the stability They simply do not understand. From the desires of Spring to the wrath of Summer and onto the fear that comes with Autumn, we will prevail and survive." HAL looks to Katrin, moving closer and reaching slowly to his head, removing the crown. "And unto Winter, who's sorrow will keep us hidden during the bleak months ahead."
The Autumn King slowly lowers the crown to the coldly beautiful Fairest's head yet seems to stop inches from placing it fully. Two full seconds pass and then it is released, balancing perfectly upon her brow whereupon she smiles.
The smile falters.
Before the entire congregation of changelings, the Winter Queen ripples like a mirage under the burning sunlight. She falls to her knees in silent agony.
A Mirror shatters. Katrin Byeli, the Winter Queen, no longer kneels before them all. Instead, an Ogre with skin like marble and wearing dark combat pants and tee-shirt kneels in subservience before the freehold as his Contract is torn asunder.
Even HAL appears shocked, which does not last. "Seize the imposter!" he bellows, a flash of electricity sparking from his mouth.
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