The Awaiting Throne
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The Awaiting Throne

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Living in a world of fantasy and magic, one would think that women would be just as equal as men but the harsh truth is simply, no. This world is ruled with the mantra that women can’t, and never will be able to rule. With a repeating cycle of male dominance and rule, female children slowly birthed and adapted to only have the submissive trait, until her...

The country of Avalon was divided by the two kingdoms, the east and west kingdoms. Those kingdoms were led by the two most dominant breeds, the Lycans on the west and the Dragons on the east. The Lycan King ruler of the Red Kingdom, Magnus Llewellyn was a harsh and powerful ruler, one who was popular for his brutality on the battlefield and the many women who warmed his bed. The Dragon King ruler of the White Kingdom, Ailen Mortimer was a powerful and calculated ruler, mostly known for his strategic plans on the battlefield and being one of the last descendants of the original dragons.

Nastania Osran, an orphan who was found on the doorsteps of an orphanage with a single piece of paper that said her name and a wool blanket. Growing up, unlike the rest of the girls her age, Nastania had the- don’t f**k with me -attitude, rather than bowing her head as boys passed by- she kept her head up with pride, challenging. This made her a victim of torment, her weird nature and attitude of ‘disrespect’ made her the odd one out, a loner. As Nastania aged, she realized the unfairness and cruelty of the harsh world towards women, bitterness and determination bloomed in her heart, determined to prove one day all women can win, that women can rule.

But then again, women can’t rule, right?

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‘The demon tilted his big head in confusion until I saw the fairy held the long knife high before stabbing the demon in the chest, right in the middle of the heart, the demon screeched in pain as the knife pierced its life sou……

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