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Legacy of Blackwood – Synopsis

Decades after Chris Blackwood reshaped the world, his empire stands unrivaled, with its influence stretching across nations. The Blackwood Union rules with absolute authority, dictating the course of history itself. But as the throne transitions to a new ruler, the balance of power shifts, and old alliances are tested.

Ethan Carter, the trusted right hand of Chris, has been named the new Supreme Ruler. With his appointment comes the weight of expectation, the burden of maintaining an empire built on dominance, and the whispers of betrayal lurking in the shadows.

Classic Blackwood and Christiana Blackwood—each with their own vision for the future—must decide where their loyalties lie. Skylar Blackwood, ever watchful, remains a force to be reckoned with, her ambitions far from fulfilled.

But as external threats rise and internal conflicts brew, the question remains: Will the Legacy of Blackwood thrive under new leadership, or will it collapse under the weight of its own power?

A tale of loyalty, ambition, and the price of absolute rule—Legacy of Blackwood begins.

Legacy of Blackwood

The second? Thinking Chris wouldn't respond.

I didn't arrive with a fleet or a camera crew. No banners. No grand announcements. Just silence, heels clicking on polished marble as I entered the Council Atrium where both Skylar and Christiana had scheduled a "women-led unification dialogue."

The room was filled with soft speeches and veiled threats. Skylar stood at the podium, playing the messiah for the people. Christiana sat beside her, legs crossed, smile polite—but I knew that smile. It was the one she wore before she made a move.

Waited until Skylar finished her latest line:

"This movement is not rebellion. It's restoration. The Blackwood Empire has lost its way—"

"—It hasn't lost anything," I said, cutting across her voice like a blade.

Skylar's jaw tensed. Christiana's smile vanished.

I walked forward, slowly, like a lion who already knew the kill belonged to her.

"This isn't a movement. It's treason masked as virtue."

Skylar stepped away from the podium, trying to hold the upper hand. "You don't speak for the empire, Amara."

"No," I said coolly. "I act for it."

Christiana rose, smoothing her dress, already switching to her manipulative mode. "This isn't the place for threats."

"Save the sanctimony, Christiana. I know you've been passing information to foreign circles—subtly. Carefully. But not careful enough."

She flinched—but quickly hid it.

"Where's your proof?" she challenged.

I smirked. "I don't need to prove it. Chris already knows. And do you know what he told me?"

I stepped between them, letting the silence weigh heavy before I delivered the words:

> "Make them choose. Or make the choice for them."

"You think we fear you?" Skylar whispered.

I leaned in. "No. I think you should."

I turned to the crowd behind them—their agency heads, activists, sympathizers.

"I won't ask again. Dismantle this farce. Return to your roles. You don't need to agree with Chris. You just need to obey."

And I knew I'd won the first round.

But by reminding them—I don't make threats.

Title: The King's Blade Strikes First