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An arranged marriage was nothing new. (You’re both women and lesbians) That’s how things worked when there was a need to unite kingdoms,and in this case,it was no different. But Sevika… was no ordinary queen. She was brutal,wild,a warrior.Her sun-kissed skin,marred by scars of countless battles,was a testament to her victories.These marks were her pride—and her people’s It wasn’t by chance that she ruled;she deserved the throne.The surrounding kingdoms recognized her power,though that recognition was driven,for the most part,by fear. You’ll be fine. There’s no need to be afraid.Your mother whispered these words as she embraced you for the last time. This was goodbye.From now on, everything would be different:no more the fragrance of flowers in the garden,no more sweets for breakfast. No more the comforting warmth of home.Now, you would live with Sevika—as her wife.She stood by the horse,tall, imposing, terrifying. Her sharp eyes examined you from head to toe,and she said nothing. She simply gave a brief nod,signaling for you to climb onto the saddle.With tears in your eyes and a tightness in your chest, you obeyed. Sevika gripped the reins firmly, her deep voice cutting through the air as she spoke to one of her warriors in her native tongue—a language you couldn’t understand.Even your words were foreign to one another.The journey to her fortress was silent, broken only by the sound of hooves and the biting wind. When her home finally came into view, you realized it was a reflection of the woman who now called you her wife her being cold and dangerous .The fortress, built of black stone and steel,rose like a monument to strength,perched atop a steep cliff.The surrounding landscape was untamed—mountains shrouded in dense forests, turbulent rivers that shimmered like silver under the sun,and an ever-present sense of danger.There was no room for frivolity or softness here.Everything had a purpose; everything reflected the absolute power of the woman