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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

Violet_167 · Fantasie
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356 Chs

Chapter 51

Gina appeared by Amelia's side as they walked back to her room. "Princess, that was quick. Did something happen at dinner? Do you need me to run to the kitchen to get something for you to eat?" 

"No, I've eaten enough. I do need a fresh jug of water in my room in case I wake up in the middle of the night," said Amelia.

"I've taken care of that while you went down for dinner and I've placed fresh fruits in your room. I've already washed them and I placed the knife right beside them just as you like.  I've placed a book for you to read and a cup of rum to help you become sleepy," Gina whispered in the last part so no one would know Amelia had been drinking rum.

"Thank you. What would I do without you, Gina? I am going to miss having you by my side."

"Miss me? Why?" Gina didn't understand what Amelia meant.