The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Chapter 115

Amelia took the initiative to tiptoe up to Killian and placed her hand on the back of his neck to help bring him down towards her. There was a lump in her throat as she anticipated what it would be like to kiss him.

With eyes always on her and not being able to date anyone, Amelia had never kissed a man before. She felt like the kiss she received in her youth after a friend had admitted to liking her did not matter. They were innocent and hardly had an idea of what a kiss meant.

Soon she felt the warmth of his lips against her own. She had to angle her head in a weird way because of how they were standing. In retrospect, it would have been better for her to turn around but her feet were frozen from having her first kiss.

Amelia followed Killian’s movement against her lips as was certain to have plenty of experience. Her eyes widened when she felt his tongue slip inside her mouth. "Hey!" She pulled away for a moment. "At least give me a warning for when you’ll shove-Hmph!"

Killian snaked his hand around her waist and kept his hand under her chin to keep her staring up at him so he could kiss her. She was proving to be more intriguing than he predicted she would be. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman and he found the interactions to be boring but the princess before him stirred something inside of him.

Once again, he used his tongue and tasted every inch of her mouth. Killian could tell that she was inexperienced but that did not matter. All it took with a little practice.

"Killian," Amelia huffed, tired from straining her neck up. "This position hurts."

"Turn around," he told her and used the hand on her waist to help turn her body around. Killian took things an extra mile by hoisting her up in his arms so neither of them needed to bend down or tiptoe.

Amelia was shunned both by him suddenly lifting her up and the fact he had done it with ease. "Killian, my dress has riled up and we are out in the open. I don’t want anyone to see me like this. It is I who will face ridicule. I only meant to give you a simple kiss to see what it is like."

"I have no intention of ruining the reputation that you cherish, Amelia. I have been listening to any intruders. I can’t have you mad at me again after what happened last time. If this is too much for you, we will stop here," Killian placed her back down on the ground.

One more day and they would be heading for the north where no one gave a damn about not being intimate before marriage.

Amelia felt disappointed when he placed her back onto the ground. Not because she wanted to keep kissing her but due to the fact she missed being held up by him so effortlessly. She understood why she would catch the maids trying to go after the well-built guards.

"You look disappointed," Killian pointed out. He untied the horse from the tree while Amelia most likely dealt with her embarrassment.

"I am. It is not every day I have been held up by a man so easily. Most of my personal guards before Cyrus were well-built and even some of the young men who frequented the castle I never pictured them being able to hold me. Their muscles are not like the ones you have," she poked at his arms.

"So you went around trying to decide which man could lift? Why exactly were you doing that?"

"Do not judge me. There were times in the castle when love would be in the air and I felt lonely so I would think of what it would be like to date this or that person. None of them suited me by the way. It was either something about their personality, common sense or loyalty to my father that made them attractive. I’m ready to head back," Amelia said while petting the horse they rode.

Killian helped her up first then got onto the horse behind her and headed back toward the castle but this time, he let the horse go slowly so that they could talk. They had much to talk about as it was nearing Amelia’s final days in the Blackwell castle.

"Will you soon be done packing your things? My men will need access to your room to collect them. If you aren’t done by the time we are meant to leave, you can have the Blackwell servants finish the job and have your things sent to the north," Killian suggested.

Killian could not wait another day as he left the throne in the north empty and demons unsupervised could find themselves in trouble. He did not need the devil yelling at him for letting demons create trouble in the world above. One would think the devil would like demons creating trouble in the world but there was enough trouble in the underworld for him to be dealing with ones outside his realm.

Amelia shook her head as she would not allow anyone to go through her things when she was not around. "I will have everything packed just in time. You can send your men just before dinner," she replied. "How long will it take for us to reach your castle?"

"For you and I, it will take less than two hours. It will be two or three days if they travel with little stops."

"Don’t tell me you intend to fly me all the way back to the north. Won’t that be troublesome?" Amelia asked. She couldn’t imagine having to travel such a long distance no matter how strong Killian was. Then there was how chilly the north would be because of the snow.

"It won’t be. I have flown up and down many times with weapons far heavier than you are but thank you for the concern. As much as I have seen you eat at the table, you are light. Where are you putting all of the food you consume?" He playfully squeezed her waist.

"Up your ass if you do not stop this conversation. I do not want to talk about my weight. You might think that I light only because of how strong you are. I’m a little bit chubby compared to other young women because I have been slacking off with exercising and eating too much. After you start teaching me to use a sword, I will go back down to the eight I was a year ago."

"There is no need for you to do such a thing," Killian stated as he enjoyed holding a woman and not being able to almost feel her bones. "You are fine the way you are."

Amelia did not believe his words. She was well aware of how good-looking she was but there was this weird obsession for young women here to be at a certain weight. She remembered the one time she was the talk of a gathering because of how big her bust was. was. As if that was something she could control. "You are just saying that to get me to find you charming."

"I am not. Your body as it is right now can tempt any man standing before you. I may have to cut off a few heads in the future if any man is too bold to stare too much."

"Good to know. I heard the women in the north are exceptionally beautiful. Where do I stand in comparison to them?" Amelia looked behind her to make sure he was telling the truth.

"They are but I have never thought of marrying them. I look forward to your jealousy princess," said Killian.

"No," Amelia shook her head as that was not how things were going to be. "I look forward to your jealousy, Killian. I want to see if you would truly go around taking the heads of anyone who looks my way. Not that you need to. You cannot stop anyone from staring but it would be amusing to see heads fly. On our wedding day, will grandmother be allowed to visit?"

"If that is what you want then yes. You can send invitations to whoever you are close to. As we are leaning toward peace your cousin will need to be there as he will be the new king. It wouldn’t surprise me if the little weakling would try to back out of traveling to the north. He must be terrified of being killed like your father," Killian grinned, recalling the fear he felt from Fraser each time he was nearby.

"Hmm. What if we were to have our wedding at the border? Each side can sit on their side of the border and then cross over once we become married. It will ease everyone’s nervousness about the other side. We can also announce people from the north and the Blackwell kingdom being able to travel to either side. I’m sure there are places you would want off limits but they could just visit towns," Amelia suggested as it fit perfectly with what she planned in the truce.