First of Her Name, Miner of Veldspar, Protector of Fresh Paint, Keeper of Questionable Offices, Future Monarch of the Padded Realm.
Born in the first light of a sealed kingdom, she opened her eyes among safe stars and found a realm without fear, without war ... and without a throne.
So she decided to become the reason one would be needed.
No crown was given. No court was waiting. No oath was sworn.
So she did what every proper monarch must do first:
She mined Veldspar.
Not for wealth. Not for glory. For legitimacy.
The Exordium Royal Dynasty begins quietly, one rock, one skill, one questionable claim at a time.
Only ore, silence, and the soft hum of a mining laser.