Someone recently communicated to me: “You’re not a queen because you say you’re married to Apollo and he isn’t a king. You can’t be one anyway because nobody cares about you.”
Wow with the assumptions in those statement. Number one, Apollon is not the King of Olympos, Zeus is. Zeus is the High King, but all of the Olympians are Kings and Queens in Their own right. So, Yes, Apollon is a King. He is King of Hyperborea, for starters, along with several other realms. You wouldn’t say Poseidon isn’t a King, or that Hades isn’t a King, would you? Or maybe you would, and maybe I need to get out of the way because that’s sure to cause some friction.
Anyway, Yes, Apollon is a King, and I am a Queen. But guess what? I am not a Queen by virtue of my marriage to Apollon, sacred though it is. I was born a Queen, because I am Sovereign. I rule my Court and my Territories because they are mine. My work with my spirits is my own work. Apollon is here to support me if I need Him– just as I am for Him, but He has His own duties, and those duties often separate u/Us by time and distance. w/We are two Sovereign persons in a married relationship because we, 1) are in love, and 2) o/Our Father arranged u/Us.
Yes. My marriage to Apollon was arranged. He certainly made it known that I was His desire, but it never would have happened if Zeus hadn’t not only consented, but wanted us paired together from the beginning, for His reasons. I am Zeus’ daughter before I am anything else. My Territories are subordinate to Zeus and Hera, and only Them. Apollon can’t tell me how to run my Court, and He doesn’t try. Just like I don’t tell Him how to run His affairs.
Does this sound unusual? It might be, but I doubt it. Those of us who are born to Divine Families are often the product of generations worth of negotiations between Them and Other families. In my case, an extinct clan of Dragons claims me as their Heiress, their Queen, their Divine Mother reborn. I am who I am.
Of course, that means I was a Queen already at the age of thirteen when I first began interacting with many of the spirits who make up my Court. (Those who know me off the internet will remember the knives and dragons hanging on my wall as a teen. Those were all inhabited by dragon spirits. They will also recall *that* dragon dream I told everybody about. Spooky-woo comes true, you guys.) It means I was a Queen already when I was a Wiccan trying to navigate the Wiccan assumption (popular at the time) that only a woman of a certain age could be a Queen, because it was thought to be a purely biological process, leading to eventual Croning.
Thankfully, I never allowed that to deter me. I even confessed to a so-called ‘bestfriend’ who acted like they sincerely cared, but when I told them I was a Queen after they prompted me to, the silence was deafening. They might as well have just said “Yeah right,” and patted me on my daft little head. It was at that moment that I decided to say fuck it, and I started this blog, formerly called Queen Without A Court, because, even if I was ready to claim the title and the work, I was still in denial about having my own subjects.
And who are my subjects? I used to say, mostly dead humans and dead dragons with a small number of nature and other spirits, and one Deity-level Being who shall remain nameless. Now there is a considerably greater number of living dragons, so now my subjects are mostly dragons living in Other realms. And that’s all I’m going to say about that. My people desire tranquility and the freedom of making a living beyond all else, so while I do know where several of my Territories are, there will be no locations given (and no guarantee that I could even describe locations in any way you could interpret), so please do not ask.
So, in answer to the question, “What kind of Queen am I?” I’m Columbine, a Dragon/spirit Queen who claims no authority over living humans or a/Anyone or anything outside of my very specific jurisdiction. Anyone claiming that I’ve ever said otherwise is smoking something, and it’s not the good shit.
Until next time, friends.