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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 · Fantasy
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356 Chs

Chapter 80

"He says you will address why I am here," Killian informed her. He was tempted to tell her a lie but he had a feeling that if he ruined this moment she was so worried about, she might never forgive him any time soon. 

He truly did not see why she was trying to please everyone. That was something he could not accomplish even as a demon. How insufferable it must be to try to make everyone happy. Again, he didn't see why anyone would judge her decision to marry him when she was obviously doing it to avoid war in the future.

'Humans are still foolish, I see.'

"Thank you," Amelia whispered to Killian. She released his hand now that they were on stage together. Amelia walked forward to address the crowd but before she could speak, the court minister tapped her hand. "What is it?"

"Do not say anything to rile them up. We were supposed to give you a speech but you never came to us to practice. It's ridiculous that you slept-"