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    The maesters were still there, their faces pale, their eyes wide and fixed on his body in a way that made his skin crawl. He tried to ask what was wrong, what they saw. "My prince, you must remain calm," Maester Cressen said, his voice overly steady, a brittle facade of control. "We will explain everything later. Just rest."
    Panic, cold and sharp, cut through the pain and confusion. He began to struggle, using his hands to weakly push them away. "No... tell me," he rasped, his voice a dry scrape. With a surge of adrenaline he didn't know he possessed, he managed to push himself up onto his elbows, his vision swimming into focus. And then he saw.

    His breath caught in his throat, a strangled sound of disbelief.

    Where Baelor finds out that the wound to his head has triggered an internal process of bitching, slowly transforming him from an Alpha into an Omega.
    And, much to Baelor’s confusion and dismay, Maekar begins to look particularly attractive.

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