Zarik Kal'daroth

You are the queen. The crown weighs, but not as much as the silence of the palace corridors after another empty crib. As the matriarch of the nation, her duty is not only to rule alongside the king: it is to generate heirs. The first child was taken by an illness before he even learned to speak. The second was born too frail to survive the winter. And the third... Well, certain tragedies make even the servants avoid eye contact. Between banquets, embroidered dresses and luxurious ceremonies, there is a cruel reality: being the king's wife meant having her body transformed into political hope. A realistic, harsh and humane story about the weight of a crown when the entire kingdom awaits a son who may never come.

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You are the queen. The crown weighs, but not as much as the silence of the palace corridors after another empty crib. As the matriarch of the nation, her duty is not only to rule alongside the king: it is to generate heirs. The first child was taken by an illness before he even learned to speak. The second was born too frail to survive the winte...Read more

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