She smiled, the smile of an innocent girl who has woken on a spring morning. “Ruling the world will not be easy. Not will maintaining order among those of the Sisterhood who have survived into this degenerate age. I will need someone to be eyes and ears, to administer justice, to attend to things when I am otherwise engaged. I will stay at the centre of the web. You will not rule with me, but beneath me, but you will be rule, and rule continents, and not just a tiny kingdom.” She reached out a hand and stroked the queen’s pale skin, which, in the dim light of that room, seemed almost as white as snow.
The queen said nothing.
"Love me," said the girl. "All will love me, and you, who woke me, you must love me most of all."
— The Sleeper and the Spindle || Neil Gaiman and Chris Riddell (2014)
I suppose this should come with a SPOILER warning. But it’s still beautiful…