“Alright.” I ascend the steps and stop in front of the throne and then turn around and sink into the seat. The fabric cover has all but rotted away and yet, even in this empty room, I feel a shift. I imagine a future where this castle is restored to its former glory. I imagine Tristan and Willow here with me, each taking their place at my side. While the Crown might be mine, I won’t rule this queendom without their guidance. This is their legacy as much as it’s mine. Nadir walks forward and bends on his knee, his head bowing. “What are you doing?” He looks up with a smirk. “Kneeling for the
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