princessinmypastlife
"The earth does not forget. The earth does not forgive. And when it chooses a ruler... nothing can stand in its way."
Soleia was never meant to wear a crown. She was a mere gardener, a servant, a girl who spoke to flowers and ran with the wind. But the earth knew her name. It curled around her fingertips, bent at her will, and when the kingdom teetered on the edge of ruin, it was her power that would decide its fate.
Then there was him-the prince who was never supposed to be king. The boy who once stood beside her, now bound by duty, his fate written in blood, trapped in an engagement to a woman who would see Soleia dead before she ever bowed.
However, the earth does not kneel. The roots run deep, the vines do not break, and when kingdoms crumble, only those who listen will rise.