"I will be king."
"Zorya, you are a girl. So you will be a queen."
Little princess Zorya looked down at the palace courtyard from her window. Her mother was walking across it with her head bowed, eyes to her feet. She looked lifeless as the king, Zorya's father, dragged her forward.
A queen was only a doll meant to look pretty. Zorya wanted more. She was worth more.
The tutor's eyes followed hers. She too looked at the pitiful queen of Septentria. She could understand where the little princess was coming from. Zorya had no idea of what a queen and a mother should be like, not when her own mother was a woman like that.
"Not all queens are like your mother, krasotka. Do not take her to be your example. Queens are strong and powerful. They can be very dangerous."
Zorya looked at the tutor in fascination.
"Maybe even better than a king. Many empires have been won by the beauty and wisdom of a queen. So you will be queen, Zorya. Because you are a girl."
"And I don't need a crown?" Zorya's eyes were wide with curiosity.
"Silly girl, you already have one. You just need to make others see it too."
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Of Empires
Fiksi UmumAge, sex, lineage - they're all just a foil to your legacy. Added to your abilities and merits, you become a myth. *** In which Julius Victor watches little Zorya Volodya play a game of court intrigue and politics, waiting for her to wash white his...
