UmNotYourFriend
In the ancient Kingdom of Ekeji, women were never meant to wear the crown.
The throne was built by men, for men,until Queen Emefa shattered centuries of customs and ruled with a strength that made nations kneel. Beautiful, feared, and divinely chosen, she led with a lioness's heart and a warrior's fire.
But power attracts darkness.
Now, whispers fill the land. The queen is dead... or so they say.
Enemies from within and beyond Ekeji stir in secret, hungry to claim the throne.
The air is thick with betrayal. The ancestors are restless.
And the one woman who could save them may not be gone after all.
Was Emefa's death a curse or a calling?
Will the throne be seized by the corrupt,or reclaimed by the rightful?
And who/what is that with the necklace of the Lion's head, walking blindly toward its destiny?
In this world of ancient magic, spiritual warfare, and political bloodshed
queens do not beg.
They rise.