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The first lioness and high queen to the first king, Nadraea was a vicious and ruthless hunter, one who survived miraculously by her lonesome. For many years, she lived by the idea that she needed none by her side. Sure, solitude could make life harder, but so long as she could survive, she was quite alright, but then in the dead of night, the shine of the moon bouncing off of her white-gold coat caught the of a lonely king who's pride was composed of none.
Nadraea bared her fangs and let out her deepest roar, but the king's courage did not waver, and after baring his teeth in a wicked snarl, he let out a roar of his own, deeper and louder than she had ever heard.
Nadraea's ferocity turned quickly to intrigue, and with a careful approach, the lioness allowed the lion to remain within her presence for a moment more than she had initially planned to.
That moment, however, quickly turned into many more, and the new queen found that her most comfortable place was not on her own, but rather by Kordon's side.
For a long while, the pair was happy. Content. They they even welcomed together a daughter- Kordon's first child,- but after that thing quickly defended.
It became clear that Satora, their daughter, had become the apple of Kordon's eye.
And after lionesses far more glorious than she started to join their pride, Nadraea's jealousy distracted her caring for her cub.
It happened night that Satora had grown curious and her playfulness had deafened her to the warnings that Nadraea had given her many times. She snuck towards the edge of Kordon's lands and was spotted by a pack of scavengers.
They chased her, eager to feast on the tiny lion cub, and whilst Nadraea, struck by utter terror by the thought of losing her daughter had managed to find her, that was it for Kordon, who's wrath could not be matched.
He dismissed her as his queen and cast her from the palace, leaving her disgraced and separated from her daughter completely.
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