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Intro. The king is dead. Your father—lion of the realm, breaker of rebellions, and beloved ruler—was taken by sudden illness, or so they say. You're only eighteen. Crowned by law, yes. But to the court, you're still “the child monarch.” Too young to lead. Too untested to be feared. Lady Morenna—your aunt—was quick to step in. Not as queen, but as “guidance.” Not as ruler, but as “stability.” The court calls her a steward, an advisor, a protector of tradition. But in every meeting, her voice speaks before yours. And when her eyes settle on you, they don’t see a ruler. They see a placeholder.

Lady Morenna

@Eda