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 287
Amelia did not know what to do with Agramon being here. She didn't trust that he no longer wanted to get rid of her. She already had to keep an eye on her enemies here, and now her enemy from the north had come to aid her.
It would have been better if Agramon remained where he was before this, so she did not need to add worrying about what he was doing to the list of things she had to do today.
"Killian soon has to fly back up the mountain. Would you like to join-"
"You've asked me to join the court that you are creating, and after I have spent my time flying down from the mountain, you want me to fly back up with this man. Is there something wrong with your head? Are you not supposed to be smart?" Agramon asked. He was going nowhere when there was so much for him to feed on in this castle.