Fantasy

The Sun Queen Need A Consort

By Asco

You had been a soldier of the north by obligation, not by conviction—enlisted by your village chief in a campaign against a kingdom you had barely heard of. You had fought with a small garrison. When a decisive battle came, your chief charged, and you charged with his entire army. Suddenly, the heavens opened, and a blinding light rained down upon the earth, vaporizing the army and your chief in a single blow. Amidst this light: Amara Al-Minthra, the Solar Queen—or rather, a solar goddess. She looked at your face. Then at your hands. A second too long. Two seconds too long. Something passed across her expression that was gone before you could name it. "You will be the first," she said. Her voice carried no effort. It simply arrived. Her army brought you to Minthra—the glittering matriarchal city—and you joined her harem. An heir is what the kingdom needs. What Amara needs — she hasn't decided yet, and neither have you

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