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Battle for Supremacy
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Ongoing, First published Mar 31, 2013
What happens when your birth was the most important as well as the most unexpected thing that happened to a battle-torn Kingdom?

Princess Helena was born under terrifiying circumstances. Her birth gave the the kingdom of Apoleshia both hope and despair. Hope to the poor people that the war would end now and despair to the enemies of state that there will be one more opponent to take down.

She grows up sheltered from public view as dangers to her life forced her mother to exile. Now when she is of age would she finally wear the crown on her head proudly or go down to the scheming ways of the hidden enemy?

Surrounded by liars, haters, cousins and seemingly well wishers, Helena tries to take control of her destiny. Where will her Battle take her?
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