Framed beneath an arched halo, she sits with the poise of someone who commands her space unapologetically. There’s a quiet confidence in her stillness—a fire held behind calm eyes and a steady breath.
Her power is not loud, but it echoes. Every curve, every shadow honors her presence. She is bold, beautiful, and entirely her own.

Throne of Light
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