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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

Scene: The Chamber, Just Before Dawn — Amara's POV

His chest rose and fell beneath me, steady, warm… real.

Somewhere between grief and forgiveness, my tears had dried. My towel had long been replaced by one of his robes, oversized and wrapped around me like a quiet truce. The room was still. No advisors. No scrolls. No echoes of commands.

But more importantly, two humans rediscovering something fragile in the ruins of power.

I hadn't meant to fall asleep like that—curled into him, legs tangled, crown forgotten on the floor. But I did.

When I stirred, the sky was just turning silver behind the velvet curtains. I could see the glow breaking through, tracing the edges of his face as he lay beside me, awake… watching.

> "I thought you'd be gone again by now," I murmured, voice hoarse from emotion.

Chris didn't smile. But something softened in his gaze.

> "I almost did," he replied. "But for once… I stayed."

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His touch was gentle, reverent. Like I wasn't just Empress… like I was his person again.

> "Last night," he said slowly, "when you put your hand in mine… That was the only time I've felt like myself in months."

The ache in my chest hadn't fully faded, but the warmth from his presence fought it like fire against frost.

> "And I became someone I don't recognize," I added.

He held my gaze. "Then let's remember each other again. Not as rulers. Just as… us."

His thumb brushed against my knuckles. Then, without needing permission, he leaned forward and kissed my forehead—slow, lingering, and real.

> "When the world wakes up," he said softly, "they can have their empire back. But for now… I only want you."

And for once, I didn't worry about what came next.

Title: “Before the World Wakes”