A Shape Shifter

Cyrus' POV

There was no birthmark where Lord Salmon had said there should be.

“This doesn't prove anything. He could be lying,” exclaimed Larog.

“His wife would know,” added Lord Salmon.

I was at an impasse but I had a nagging feeling that this was a distraction from the real issue.

“Have the both of them locked in separate cells until we locate the governor's wife,” my tone carried boredom, I was no longer interested.

But something happened just then; the nephew's skin began to sizzle as though it was burning.

A shape shifting werewolf; a rarity but it was not impossible.

Slowly the man's skin began to burn and it was not until he was fully covered in smoke that the change happened. Once the smoke had cleared, the image of another man replaced the governor.

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“What do we do about the shape shifter?” everybody had left and it was just me and Theo left in the throne room.

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