“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
"Princess! News is spreading throughout the castle that you have called off your engagement to the king of the north. Is it true?" Gina asked with anxious eyes. Everyone feared what would happen to them now that Killian no longer had something to stop him from destroying the castle. "It could not be true. You two were doing so well-"
"It is true," Amelia replied as she read the paper a servant bought her about news from the town. Though she saw a creature around the men Killian killed, all of the bodies were found by chance last night and news of it was already sent around. "What a pain in the ass."
"Princess," Gina stared at Amelia in disbelief. "Do you wish to get us all killed? This isn't something you can call off and then sit around acting like everything is fine. Why did you call it off?"
"The court minister won't let me be present for the truce," said Amelia.