To every soul that picked up The Queen's Crest, read it, felt it, lived it-I owe you my deepest thanks.
This story was born from long nights, raw emotions, and a desire to peel back the velvet curtain of power, privilege, and teenage chaos. You stayed through the twists, the betrayals, the suspense, and the rivalries that ruled Ivory Hall's corridors-and that means the world to me.
Thank you for rooting for characters who were flawed but fierce. For understanding the weight of silence, the burn of secrets, and the terrifying beauty of truth.
To those who messaged, reposted, recommended, and screamed over cliffhangers-thank you for believing in my pen. You made every page worth writing.
This is more than just a story. It's a world we built together.
And I can't wait to show you what's next.
With all my love,
Ozioma Jasmine
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