They gave him your throne, but the empire never listened
He got your seat — but none of your scars
You didn’t return for revenge — you returned for restoration
They replaced a leader with a legacy — and lost both
He carried your name, but not your burden
You walked away — and the cracks began to show
The crown looked right on him, until the weight revealed the truth
He had your tools, but not your touch
They removed the roots and expected the tree to stand
You were the storm they tried to silence — and the reason it all began