A photograph of (sks woman:1), The High Queen of Camelot – Morgana’s Reign Instead of Arthur’s. The throne of Camelot is hers. The red banners of Pendragon have been replaced with emerald and black, the dragon sigil now entwined with the serpents of Avalon. Her crown is not a delicate thing, but a circlet of woven iron and silver, forged in the fires of prophecy. She sits upon the high seat, fingers tapping lightly against the armrest as knights and courtiers kneel before her—not out of forced loyalty, but because they have seen her strength, her wisdom, her power. The sword she carries at her hip was not pulled from a stone, but given freely by the Lady of the Lake, a gift to the one who truly understands the balance of fate. She rules not with war, but with knowledge, her council filled with druids and scholars, warriors and sorcerers alike. Camelot is no longer just a kingdom—it is an empire of magic.
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