Queen Alaria rules a kingdom shaped by old duty and new uncertainty.
To her people, the Crown is not meant to exist for the comfort of the monarch. It exists because someone must answer for the realm when everything else fails.
Alaria inherited old borders, old laws, and an old hatred she did not create. Now Aether has returned, the Awakened are appearing, and Caelora watches the frontier once more.
A graceful ruler can still be an immovable one.
“The moment crowns make weapons of the Awakened, we begin rebuilding the world Thane died to end.”
“The Crown is not my reward. It is my obligation.”