She stepped into the palace – a temple of grandeur that made men gods. This was a place raw and wild, where life and death collide in bloody battles.

It was a land where she was to become Queen, where she would rule, with a benevolent hand, the huddled masses. She was not of the people, but they would grow to love her, respect her, protect her.

Her rule would bring peace to a land that had never known it. At last, brutal Darwinism would give way to harmony, community.

She imposed not on them the pretentious traditions of Western civility, but encouraged their own customs and bred a pride in honoring their own heritage.