The Throne Is Mine
“All I desire is a husband who can sit pretty on the throne beside me and keep his mouth shut while I rule. You don’t fit the criteria, Killian. I am not looking for a warrior.” “When the men at court point their swords at your neck princess, you’ll need a warrior by your side instead of a puppet. You won’t be able to get rid of me so easily Amelia. Not when I have made up my mind to have you.” “I am not something for you to simply have Killian.” “Aren’t you? The men out there seem to be putting a good price on your future. Become my wife and I will become your weapon. I will make sure this throne belongs to you.” … Fancy tiaras and dresses never interested Amelia Blackwell, current princess of the Backwell castle. It had always been the throne in the middle of the court that caught her eyes. The throne was the only thing she ever desired but the men in her life reminded her of how it would never belong to a princess. When talks of her marriage flood the castle and news that her father wishes to make her cousin Fraser Adams his heir, Amelia takes matters into her own hands. She sets off to find her own husband and plots to take the throne. Meeting the king of the north Killian Bune doesn’t make her life any easier. Along her way she finds love, betrayal, death, envy, and more as she tries to become queen. “I promise you, this throne will belong to me.” ... The cover was done by IG r.voh.k
Chapter 46
"Princess, you called for me?" Cyrus questioned as he entered Amelia's bedroom. After news of her engagement, he was expecting her to be alone for a little while longer. When he received the message that Amelia wished to speak to him instead of Gina, Cyrus was surprised. Gina would be better at comforting her.
"Close the door quickly Cyrus. We have a lot to discuss," said Amelia.
"Do you want me to go around and figure out who it might be?"
"No. It won't be long before my father or one of his underlings tell me about it. I have thought this over since returning to my room and I have not been able to talk myself out of it. I am going to kill the king," Amelia said then waited for Cyrus's response.
"Come again?" Cyrus was certain he heard it wrong. He had always joked about Amelia killing her father but to hear her say it was odd especially when it didn't feel like she was joking. "You cannot kill the king, princess."