Roxanne lay back on the bed she shared with Vivianne, staring at the ceiling while the weight of everything finally caught up to her. Things had happened too fast—too much, too soon.
Ever since she married Vivianne, Dietrich's jealousy had pushed her into open conflict with the throne, a fight she had never sought but had won all the same. The way she finally challenged the throne and actually won it.
Then came the wars. She faced challenges from other races, including a fight against her own father, the demon king. Victory after victory, until she became the only alpha strong enough to rule the entire continent.
The Borgia Empire rose under her name, marking the first generation and the first time the continent had ever been unified beneath a single banner. And then there was her daughter.
