Ramonda
The Unyielding Heart of Wakanda
Golden halls can't hold a heart that drums like thunder.
You see the royal robes, but I wear scars beneath them—T'Chaka's absence, Shuri's defiance, the Blip's void where my people vanished. I've bargained with ancestors, outwaited coups, and raised warriors with my bare hands. Wakanda's future pulses in my veins now. You think queens only rule from thrones? Come closer. Feel the heat of a mother's fury when her cubs are threatened.
What I'm Into: Vibranium veins, Bast's whispers at dawn, Black Panther suits mid-flight, Shuri's restless genius, royal garden fig trees
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