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 299
Anne tried to get to her feet to greet Amelia, but her knees were suddenly weak and she could not stand up. She could only sit down and look on as Amelia approached her. It felt like yesterday Amelia was coming to visit her in her tower, but it was actually two years.
There was so much about Amelia that had changed in two years. Anne could see that Amelia had grown taller even if it was just by a little bit. She didn't see Amelia as a little girl, but a grown lady most likely because she was married now.
Cordelia and Ramona backed away from Anne to give the mother and daughter a moment alone for them to hug and catch up with each other. This moment was all Anne ever spoke of since they brought her back into this world. They could now stop worrying about Anne being sad that she could not see her daughter.
For Amelia, it was a bit odd to look at someone who did not resemble her mother, but carried her mother's soul.