My queen doesn't ask for respect. She doesn't demand attention—her presence alone commands everything around her. Everything about her reminds me who is in control. She doesn't compete for power. She is power. Every moment by her side seems perfect, as if time stopped just so I could serve her. And when I see my queen at the center of everything, powerful as she was born to be… I understand my place. At her feet. Forever. Because when my queen is before me, there is no choice—only to serve and obey.