The First Empress
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The past three years of Helena's life had gone too fast for one to grasp what was going on. One moment she was the daughter of a wealthy duke in France, preparing for marriage, the next, she was burying her husband but a year after marrying him. The tragedies of war spare not even the heart of a newly ascended queen, where she is forced to put her mourning aside and prepare for siege upon her kingdom of Liberia. What does fate have in store for queen Helena?
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