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The Golden Age of Narnia ended, but not for Khalisa.
A daughter of Calormen who fled false gods and burning sands, she crossed into a land of snow and prophecy and chose faith when belief cost her everything. She fought beside the Pevensies against the White Witch, stood beneath Aslan's gaze, and became Queen not by blood, but by devotion.
She was wife to High King Peter the Magnificent, crowned in an age when Narnia sang, laughed, and shone. Yet when the Kings and Queens vanished without farewell, Khalisa remained. The world called it destiny. She called it waiting.
Years turned to decades, and decades to legend. She ruled a kingdom that remembered her husband as a myth, guarding an empty throne, preserving laws written in a brighter time. She spoke no curse, asked no answers, and wore her grief like a vow. In silence, she kept faith, with Narnia, with Aslan, and with a love that never returned.
She would be remembered as the Faithful Queen of Narnia, the Widow of the Golden Age, a woman who ruled without a king, loved without certainty, and waited without bitterness, until silence itself became her crown.