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@cjmann3.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 8:07 PM

Is guilt evidence that you chose wrongly?
Or merely proof you understood the cost?

Cobeah has one day as queen to learn whether the difference matters.

QUEEN FOR A DAY is a finished dark fantasy novel soon to release weekly starting Jan 2027.

#DarkFantasy #MythicFantasy #AmWriting #BookSky

“I don’t deny the path you chose for that seat,” The Water Thief said at last, not addressing her as queen. “Yet we Chantarans have long struggled with our tumultuous past. Your ill deeds return us to times of despair. To our corsair days when we were nothing but disparate groups pillaging and raping the coastlines of anything of worth, always taking what we wanted and leaving nothing behind that our victims needed to survive. Other nations will smell our weakness, sense our lacking unity, and see ripe opportunities to sow dissent among our ranks. Cymbeline will encroach even more upon our lands, further spreading their faith like sparks on dry wood. Raaz and their Nightkillers will grow bolder in every shadow. Do you not see it?” “I was aware of the consequences before I made my decisions,” Cobeah said, her gaze unwavering. “Neither avarice nor shortsightedness taint my actions.” “Then lay before us your motives, oh queen.” “I cannot,” she replied, and no one in the audience dared to breathe in response. “Cannot?” he pressed. “Or will not?” “The distinction changes nothing,” she replied, and flinched at the acid in her own voice. Disaya had always kept hers clean. “You leave us only one conclusion; that your act was borne of greed and jealousy. Even worse, it was reginacide. You murdered the sitting queen.”
@perseidpress.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 6:16 PM

The Sacred Band by Janet & Chris Morris caps their epic series. On the eve of Chaeronea (338 BCE), Tempus and his Stepson cavalry save 23 pairs of Theban Sacred Banders, giving them another chance to fight. Get it here amzn.to/3uLqiyi
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@cjmann3.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 8:41 PM

A murder mystery often asks who did it.

QUEEN FOR A DAY tells you in the first sentence and asks a more dangerous question:

Once you know why, will you still call it murder?

#DarkFantasy #MythicFantasy #BookSky #AmWriting

Chapter 1 Twenty-Second Ring (Two hours before Moonrise) Blood sprayed from the slice across the queen’s throat as Cobeah’s round-bladed quoit completed its arc. The circular weapons were common throughout the Chantaran realm, but Cobeah’s were ancient, honed through generations of warfare at sea. Queen Disaya staggered. Her knees folded. Liquid crimson drenched the pale silk of her combat raiment, ceremonial garb that mirrored, with bitter cruelty, the gown she had once worn to her wedding. The distant memories refused to sink. Neither did the emotions rising with them. The queen’s body fell to the water-covered stone floor with a splash that sounded far too loud in the throne room’s hush. She betrayed Disaya. By rite and law, the act was just, but Cobeah couldn’t shake how wrong it felt. To the watching realm, to the Goddesses above, it could only look like high treason.
@cjmann3.bsky.socialSep 6, 2026, 5:28 PM

Cobeah has killed the queen that the water-hewn realm of Chantara loved most.

QUEEN FOR A DAY is a sapphic dark-fantasy tragedy about grief and the choices people make when every path leaves blood in the water.

Here is Cobeah through another’s eyes.
#SapphicSeptember #AmWriting #MythicFantasy

The realm had now been handed a different kind of war. Brishon had turned his back on the capital city for no more than a few weeks, never believing he would return to a realm shaken by his mother’s death. Not this. Not Disaya butchered by the very same woman now sitting upon the throne. For his entire life, Cobeah had been as present as Disaya. Two poles of the same world. They supported him in every endeavor, celebrated his love for Lembit, and made space for him to thrive inside a holy mantle no child should have to inherit. He and Cobeah had often worked in tandem. He held the land. She held the sea. They fought over details, clashed over strategies, but always came back to the same shared premise: Chantara must hold. Brishon never imagined she would take the throne over Disaya’s dead body. Cobeah was an absolute barbarian in a fight, worse at sea where the deck moved and the waves argued with every stance. Her mind, when it came to vessels and naval tactics, was sharp as a keel. She was also just. Sympathetic. Until she killed Disaya.
@cjmann3.bsky.socialSep 5, 2026, 1:20 PM

#Sustember prompt: mystery

At the royal funeral procession, a beacon of light burns through the pouring rain. It offers no hope or relief, yet Queen Disaya cannot look away.

From QUEEN FOR A DAY, a finished mythic fantasy novel.

#AmWriting #DarkFantasy #MythicFantasy #BookSky #IndieAuthor