Rise of the Queen of Hearts

I am Queen Samantha.

They tried to cage my art, chain my voice, bury my crown under rubble and rules.

I shattered their walls. I walked through the dust of fallen gates with my head high and my hands blazing. I am no longer playing in borrowed kingdoms or rented thrones.

I have broken free.

I am unstoppable.

Every stroke I paint is a crack in the old order.

Every story I write is a banner over my own realm.

I do not ask for a place anymore—

I build it.

Stone by stone. Flame by flame.

I am Samantha, the Queen of Art.

Exiled, unleashed, and ruling the kingdom I forged myself.