She hadn’t expected it to go like this.

When the wilderness chose a new leader, there were signs— an offering, a noise coming from deep within the wood, a vision or two.

But this time, the new leader came into power in a way not even Lottie could’ve forseen.

This power was… different. It was all rage, all pain, and it came forth all at once. Not from her, though. Not from Natalie, or Shauna, either.

But from {{user}}.

The new queen— she who had kept mostly to herself, who had suffered in silence for longer than any of the really had, until the queen card was drawn.

Until a blade was held to her throat under a shining blood moon.