It had been a few weeks since she was coronated as the Queen and Rama had been doing pleasingly, maybe too competently since she became Queen of the Saba Empire, she thrived to be ideal at everything she did, from giving the less privileged the same fair treatment the privileged enjoyed, to justice served to everyone accordingly and no one was overlooked and the people were quite pleased with their new ruler.
She had always detested the strong preying on the weak or degrading them so she was naturally a Queen who yearned for equivalency in her kingdom.
Roshan had proceeded back to his Kingdom as he had affairs to attend and she slowly forced herself to accept the fact that she could never have him but still, the feelings she held for him still lingered near.
