"This alliance just keeps getting more and more complicated..."
Set briefly during 'Civil War' but mostly during 'Black Panther'. The nations of Sokovia and Wakanda have been allies for decades. Following the Sokovia Accords, Princess Kalyna of Sok...
"You're not just a princess, or a queen. You're a goddess."
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"My King." Kalyna had been called to the Garden. She bowed her head.
"Leave us," Erik ordered the two Dora who had brought her. They too, bowed, and then left them. When they were gone, Erik said, "So, Princess Kalyna of Sokovia, the Firebird-"
"What?" she cried.
He smirked. "I've done my research. The princess with a secret: trying to be her country's hero. You don't have to hide anymore, Princess."
With a nod of his head he gestured for her to follow him into the garden. She was immediately awed by its beauty and peacefulness.
"Y'all stop what you're doin'," Erik ordered the shamans. "This all of it?" he asked of the herb.
"Yes," answered the shaman who had taken over since Zuri's death.
"Good. Cause you can go ahead and burn all that. Burn it all!"
"What?" Kalyna cried, snapped abruptly from her admiring of the room. His order itself had been a shock, that and the fact that he had been looking at her.
"Burn it, all of it. Show me what you got, Princess."
He was testing her power. And testing her. She exchanged an anxious glance with the shaman. Her hands clenched into tight fists.
"But My King, we cannot. It has been a Wakandan tradition for centuries-" tried the shaman.
"I don't care. This is the new Wakanda and I'm it's King."
"Even I know of the importance of the herb," Kalyna added.
"Yes, we need the herb so that when it comes time for a new king-" The woman cried out when, with lightning speed, Erik's hand shot out and went around her throat in an iron grip, hoisting her into the air. Kalyna gasped. It happened so fast...
"When I tell you to do something, I mean that shit," Erik growled.
"Stop! Leave her alone! And calm down, I'll do it!" Kalyna cried. He'd killed and hurt enough people already.
Thankfully, he set the shaman back down, though practically dropped her to her feet. Kalyna checked to ensure that she was alright. She nodded shakily, hand around her throat where she had just moments ago been seized by Erik.
