Flightwood Queen

The badguy of a story I'm slowly working on.
The idea of this world is that there are rare materials that house special properties that can be used if that material is wielded. Flightwood, for example can fly or at least be mentally controlled through physical contact. Weighted Iron can increase or decrease its mass. Each of these rare materials has a queen or king to essentially look after that resource.
"Upon awakening when the dream was created, she found herself strewn about a snowy mountainside, most of her body parts likely having been scavenged in the time she spend unconcious and defensless. It seems her tower had at some point fallen and collided with another, in the wreck the other queen's head was crushed but her body would make do as a functional but undignified replacement."