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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

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Chapter 212

"Well, this is a surprise. You used to stay away from my side of the castle. Why are you here child?" Margaret asked as she inspected the flowers she had planted in the castle garden. So far it was a quiet day but Beth's arrival might ruin it shortly. 

Beth walked around the garden looking at the flowers she would have pulled out of the soil the moment Fraser was announced as King. She wanted nothing linked to Margaret to stay in the castle. "I am hardly a child now and this isn't your side of the castle anymore. I was just passing by and wanted to have a look at the garden."

"Your responses have gotten bolder. Is it because your son is going to be King? I wouldn't be so bold until the crown is on his head but even then, it could easily be removed," Margaret replied. Beth used to try her best to avoid speaking with Margaret in the past. It was obvious Beth sought her out to have a chat. Margaret was a little bit curious about what Beth had to say.