saltwater court

Aqualora crowns a new queen after the old king's sudden death, but his daughter, Princess Janessa, should have taken the throne. Everyone knows it. No one says why.

Although various rumors whisper through the courts:

She's unfit.
She's unstable.
She's cursed.

Only a handful know the truth.

Janessa carries the bloodline of Lilith, the very first witch, the buried origin of all magic the druids claim as their own.

For centuries, druids hunted her descendants, consumed their power, and rewrote history to hide their theft.

A witch from Lilith's line sitting on the throne would unravel everything they built. It would threaten the balance of kingdoms. Of rules. Of magic.

It would start a war.

To protect her, the dying king hid his daughter's origin of power beneath harsh training and sealed her fate with a pact that would kill her if she ever touched the crown.

But now he's gone.

The throne trembles.

And Janessa's magic is waking.

When nightmares scorch her skin and light breaks under her palms, she learns that the druids are moving, and they aren't coming to negotiate. They're coming to finish their centuries-old purge.

Her most powerful ally is Queen Liora, her stepmother, her closest friend, an unlikely sisterhood, a ruler who made a promise to protect Janessa. Their bond is deep, dangerous, and threaded with secrets that could either save Janessa... or destroy her.

With Aqualora turning restless, a court hungry for blood, and an ancient power rising inside Janessa, they must choose:
Hide.
Bow.
Or burn the world that tried to erase them.

Because Lilith's heir was never meant to kneel.

She was meant to reign.