The Matriarch of Pacis ꗃ rather complexe writing, flourished and all the details and stuff, it reads like a book because i was debating publishing it.
ꗃ death and mental health are discussed a lot
ꗃ mature, but no nonconsensual, no rape
ꗃ slow updates
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"Long live the queen!" The crowd roared at once, loud enough for it to shake even the ground, and as everyone began celebrating, yelling the woman's name, only one person stood still. With a hood covering her golden hair and angered eyes throwing daggers at the so proclaimed queen, Eleanor swore to herself to never ever forget the day she let that woman walk all over her, not even when the crown will fall back on her head and her sister will be long imprisoned in the castle's dungeons. Yet for now, she needed to find a way to hide herself until the day her justice will be served. Because Eleanor knew better than anyone that ravage had the sweetest taste of all.
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Villains are never born, they're made, and Eleanor had to learn this all by herself. The moment her mother had abandoned her world, the balance of right and wrong began tilting uncontrollably wherever it suited its needs better, and from a glorious crown princess, she became a thug running around with pirates and assassins. Only when trouble found her at her worst did her majesty understand that she needed to use her swordsmanship and her magical abilities for a greater purpose, which not only would offer her a better mask to hide underneath, but the brilliant opportunity to take revenge on her cruel sister, all the while joining sides with a man she'd eventually learn to love.
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