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Lord of Regulus
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The Lord of Regulus was from the 19th century until 2006 the hereditary holder of several covert scientific facilities located on English royal land.  It was held by the descendants of Arthur J. Regulus, Duke of Regulus.

The title has been considered controversial since its conception, though its very existence is scarcely known outside of the top-secret intelligence communities, and the few other noble houses with which it has occasionally interacted.

As Lord Regulus, it is a subsidiary title of the Dukes of Regulus.  It is one of the few dukedoms named for its for its founder rather than the location of the dukedom^{[citation needed]}, most likely due to the highly sensitive and secret location of the facilities formerly under its control^{[citation needed]}.

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An image of the Regulus coat of arms.

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In 2006, MI5 confiscated almost all public records on this noble house^[Source?], leaving only information on the ancestral lineage.  The exact dates, locations, and means of death for the Lords of Regulus have all been obscured by some form of damage to the original records^[1], which some^[who?] claim to be evidence that the house is involved in some sort of illicit "dirty work" for the British nobility, or even the Royal Family itself^{[citation needed]}.

The current Lord Regulus is Amarus Zagrene, a writer and friend of the Regulus family^[2].  He inherited the title after the sudden death of the previous Lord Regulus, Arthur J. Regulus VI, in 2006^[2], as Regulus' son is too young to inherit the title^[3].  The full contents of the late Lord Regulus' will are considered classified by MI5^{[4][dead link]}, so it is unclear whether or not Zagrene will surrender the title to the young Arthur Regulus VII when he comes of age.

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The current Lord Regulus, Amarus Zagrene, seen here with the young Master Regulus at the late Lord Regulus' funeral.
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==Roughly seventy years ago==
Regulus awoke mere minutes later, but by then he knew he was already dead.  Indeed, Hawks had produced a shiv and was busily cutting up his host's chest.  A pity, but it would have happened sooner or later.  At least Hawks has been kind enough to give me direct access to himself.

"Quickly, Hawks!  Get it out and kill it before someone sees!"

OK, that was an unexpected complication.

As Regulus felt light strike his true body, he heard the voice address him directly.  "Hello, Regulus.  Making things complicated for our kind as usual, I see."

Hawks whirled in surprise.  "Your kind??"  It was exactly the sort of opening that he shouldn't have given the symbiote.  In a flash, Regulus had clamped on to the man's spinal cord.  Under the symbiote's control, he hurled the shiv into the chest of the man who had been speaking--the guard Regulus had assumed Hawks had overcome.  He heard the alien screech that meant he had mortally wounded his counterpart.  "Stupid, stupid, stupid," he said through Hawks to the dying creature.  "I won't make that mistake again."  Feeling Hawks' attempt to reclaim control over his body, Regulus quickly extracted the thoughts he had been seeking for the past three decades, then, for good measure, had the man snap his own neck.  Detatching from the man's spine, Regulus crawled toward the nearest air vent, and from there, out into the bog surrounding the place.  A few days of patience, and his next host would be here to pick up his predecessor's body.  He would once again have human form--but this time, he'd be careful.  This time, he'd be ready before he made his next move--no matter how long it took.