The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Chapter 208

Amelia chuckled and expected Killian to laugh along with her but he did not join her. There had to be some sort of trick that he would actually pull away his hand before she attempted to stab it. Why would she even try to stab his hand like this?

"Why are you so silent now when you were so eager to try stabbing me with a knife not so long ago?" Killian asked, finding her reluctance to be funny. "You were all for it when you secretly knew you would not be able to touch me but now an easy opportunity is right in front of you, you don’t have the guts."

Killian put the knife down on the table as Amelia was not ready for it yet. "Everyone doesn’t have the heart to cause someone else pain. Maybe it’s because it is me that you find yourself unable to take the knife. It’s easy to think if one of your enemies were standing before you, it would be a different story and you would have no issue killing them but I’ve seen many not have the heart to do it right as the knife touched the skin of their enemy."

"Are you saying I would not be able to kill anyone with my own hands? Even if I have enough rage inside of me at the moment to do it," Amelia said not believing she lacked the ability to kill someone. "I didn’t hesitate to kill my father."

"Poisoning someone is easier than taking a knife, stabbing it into their flesh, seeing their blood-"

"Okay, I get it. I still want you to train me. Make me into a person who isn’t affected by those things. I don’t want to always wait on you, Cyrus, or Edith to save me. There will come a day when someone will try to separate us. Are you hungry?" Amelia switched the topic as chasing after Killian worked up an appetite.

"No, but if you are I can-"

"No," Amelia grabbed Killian’s arm before he could get her something to eat. "You sit and do nothing. I’m supposed to be taking care of you. Do you feel loved yet?"

Killian was pleasantly surprised that the word love came up. "I wasn’t aware you were trying to make me feel loved. I can’t say I feel anything different from yesterday."

"I didn’t mean it like that," Amelia stated as she went to their bags to find a snack since Killian wasn’t hungry. "I mean if it feels like I appreciate you. Do you think that we have gotten closer in the short time we have been here? Would you at least like an apple?" She took a shiny red apple out of the bag. "I can peel it for you."

"If you wish. I don’t know how one is to feel appreciated but I have said I enjoy our time together. I don’t need it to change. It is you who thinks you need to change when you’re around me," Killian replied.

"Well, you didn’t see the disappointment on your face when you prepared the bath for us and I ruined it. I tried to get back at you with a joke and ended up making myself feel guilty. It just doesn’t have to do with you. Honestly, there are good people around me but I can’t help being wary. Since my mother died, I don’t know how to love or open up completely to someone. Trusting people is hard for me. My emotions are in a spiral," Amelia explained.

"I don’t know if you have ever experienced it but losing someone close to you puts you on edge. Whether they left you through death or stab you in the back. I had maids and guards that I trusted before Gina and Cyrus. Thought they would remain loyal to me but I learned quickly how anyone could be bought. Aside from my mother, grandmother, and Leonard, I didn’t trust anyone. My father controlled the castle and the men in court had their spies," Amelia said, remembering how lonely the castle was.

"I might sound like a bad person but I picked Gina as my maid because she couldn’t hide what she was feeling with her expression or it would eventually slip out of her mouth. I saved Cyrus because he was from the north and would never be loyal to anyone else in that castle. It took some time but we grew closer than I expected. There’s still the lingering thought, if they leave me what will I do? Cyrus might leave with Jahi and Gina is still afraid of demons so I don’t have bad thoughts about them betraying me."

Killian was curious about her fears when it came to him. Rather than see it himself with a skill he had, he asked, "What do you think about me?"

"You, you’re really different. It’s not really that I think you would exactly betray me but the idea of loving you in a different way as I have done with everyone else scares me. There’s a tiny fear I might have too many feelings for you and then I end up like my mother. A Queen or even just a princess, withering away in a castle is my fear. I have not witnessed a King who endlessly loved his Queen and I know we are not my parents but it haunted me as a child. Is this the wrong knife for an apple?" Amelia muttered when the knife meant to stab Killian did a terrible job at cutting the apple.

"That knife is meant for bread," Killian said, taking the knife from her shaky hands before she cut herself. "Amelia, I will not treat you as your father treated your mother. I know words have little meaning so you must learn to trust my actions in the future. I have more than enough time in the world to wait for you to trust that I care for only you. Alastor has been by my side for years and I treat you better than him."

Amelia snickered at the jab to Alastor. "That is not a good thing."

"I am only interested in you. You would have come to this castle and found a harem if I cared to have many women. Consider that I have spent thousands of years searching for someone who I can share my time with and be the mother of my children. I am the one with the most power here in the north so why would I fill your head with lies when I could just do as I please?"

"That is true. Are you certain you are a demon?" Amelia poked his chest as if it would suddenly reveal something. "You are awfully kind, honest, and open with me. Whenever I said someone was like a demon, I meant they were someone horrible. Even when I just think of what a demon would be like, it is not like this."

"Well, my wife deserves special treatment. If you take time and ask around the castle, you might not hear the word kind when someone describes me. I’ve gotten bored of demon nature playing tricks and always looking for something evil to do. It is not like I am in the underworld where those things would be fun. Besides, I found I can hurt people more with honesty than lies-"

Killian had to step back to balance him after Amelia caught him off guard with a kiss. It was a short simple peck on his lips before she stepped backward and looked embarrassed like she did something wrong.

Amelia tapped her fingers against the table. "I was trying to do that for the longest time. Was that bad timing in the middle of a conversation?"

"Hardly," Killian pulled her closer so he could continue where she left off. He planned to wait a little longer before making a move but Amelia had done it first.

Amelia felt heat rush to her cheeks as she was pressed against Killian’s body and his hands settled on her buttocks. "It is still bright outside," she whispered.

"Who was the stupid fool who said I must wait until night to touch you? We can do what we want when we want. Rules created by lonely people are not for us," Killian said as he planned to be this close to her whenever they both desired each other. It didn’t matter if the sun or moon was high in the sky.

"What about the apple?" Amelia asked, not caring about the apple but she just needed something to help calm down her anticipation. She once again craved to be closer to Killian. She rested her hands on his shoulder before moving them down to his buttons to start taking off his shirt.

"It could join us," Killian replied, enjoying the sight of Amelia getting him undressed. He didn’t sense any nervousness from her. Only desire. At this rate, he would have to get Edith a new bed as the small one present in the house would not be enough to withstand his growing lust for Amelia.