There is a storm coming.
It is not coming from the sea where I faced my brother. It is gathering in the north in a kingdom that has not waged war in five centuries. A kingdom whose armies were ruthless. A kingdom that is unpredictable. A kingdom that is ruled by an unhappy marriage. A kingdom that is home to one of my few remaining relatives.
A relative who is willing to put her birthplace vulnerable to danger and destruction all for her own personal gain. A gain that will grow inside of her for nine months.
An heir for a kingdom's fall.
When the storm moves south and reaches Alendar's walls, we will be ready. My kingdom has strengthened from its alliance with Torva, but why does its king no longer reply to my letters? He is not dead, but his silence worries me. All I get now are reports from my ambassador in Francis's court.
The silence is almost pregnant.
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The First Queen (Currently Being Updated)
FantasyQueen Eleanor of Alendar. Daughter of King Richard the Wise, and the first female ruler in the Alagorian line. Respected for her skills as a politician, a commander, and a mother to her people. Years of being prepared to ascend to the throne of king...
