The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Chapter 336

Amelia sat with her mother in one of the guest rooms, waiting for Killian to return from the underworld with her father. She thought about all the things she wanted to say to him in the short amount of time she had with him.

Amelia and Anne decided to split the time with Richard so there would not be any back and forth with what they wanted to say to him. They would not be speaking over each other, and not getting anything resolved in the end.

Amelia would go first since she had said a lot to her father in the last few weeks while he was still alive. It was her mother who had the most unfinished business with him. Amelia planned for her time to not be half an hour, so she would give her mother more time to end the bitter relationship with her former husband.

Anne was the one who needed more of a final conversation with Richard. Amelia mostly wanted to speak about what he missed out on because of his lack of faith in her and let him hear from her mouth that she now sat on his throne.

Amelia reached over to her mother’s chair and held her hand to comfort her. She knew her mother’s strong personality would help her deal with Richard, but this talk today would open up a lot about the past.

Anne smiled, squeezing Amelia’s hands to tell her that she was alright.

The door of the room opened and Killian was the first to walk in. There was a sound like chains dragging behind him, and positioning her body to get a good look behind him, Amelia saw that it was her father with chains covering his body.

Richard looked lively, and if she didn’t know any better, she would not think he was dead. Amelia thought that she might sound foolish now if she said out loud that she was expecting something like a ghost to walk inside the room behind Killian.

It looked like her father still had his body and nothing had happened to him. Like she could poke at him and feel his skin.

"The hour is starting," Killian said, pulling Richard to the front to face the mother and daughter.

The door slammed shut because Killian wanted to give them some privacy.

Richard kept his head low to avoid looking at Amelia, who was in a position to look down on him like he would when he sat on the throne and looked down at her. Their roles had reversed, with her in the seat with power at her fingertips while he could only argue.

"It appears that they have been doing a number on you since you look much older than I remembered you looking before you died. I hope the memory of me being the one to kill you haunts you forever. Why can’t you look me in the eyes, father?" Amelia asked, letting the title he did not deserve leave her mouth.

Calling him father still left a bitter taste in her mouth. He was far from being a father to her.

"You didn’t have any hope that I could be a good ruler. Not because I am a woman, but because you were jealous of being told that I was some golden child. Then you thought that my mother cheated on you and that I was not your child."

"You ignored the features I share with you and turned to those women you brought into the castle to provide you with an heir, only to be let down over and over again. Then you turned to Fraser. You were always upset when my grandmother compared me to Fraser and spoke of how smart I was."

"Whenever she would ask Fraser and me how we would deal with war my answer was more sensible. You would make me leave and tell Fraser he was right. Was there ever a time you felt like my father? Felt proud of me?" Amelia asked, hoping for an honest answer.

She had always wondered if he hated her, even when she was a baby.

"Ask your mother who your father-"

"I am your daughter!" Amelia spoke over her father. "It is the one thing no one could ever take away from me. I am Richard Blackwell’s daughter. Blackwell by blood, therefore, I had some claim to the throne. I had nothing to do with your jealousy toward Leonard."

"You forced your way into their relationship. You should have been ready to deal with jealousy and not being loved. Why did I have to suffer?" Amelia questioned, becoming angrier as she spoke.

She had to sometimes be disregarded in the castle because her father would not back her because of his jealousy. Why didn’t he just ask her mother instead of taking his anger out on her because of his assumption?

"Sometimes I wish that you weren’t my father. Someone would come and say that they are my true father, but when Leonard told me about his past history with my mother and denied being with her here in the castle, I was relieved that he wasn’t secretly my father because I am a Blackwell. I have blood that allows me to sit on the throne," Amelia said.

"You want me to feel bad for you after you killed me? You snuck into my room while I was asleep, and like a coward, you killed me when I could not defend myself. I should have sent you out of this kingdom sooner. Send you to rot in another kingdom, married to a fifth prince who would prevent you from getting close to a throne. You aren’t worthy of this throne!" Richard spat.

He had long grown tired of his mother’s praise for Amelia, which she never gave to him. Margaret would always sigh and give him a small response when he spoke about being king. When he told her about Amelia being called a golden child, her eyes lit up, and she cherished Amelia. Prepared her like she believed Amelia would one day become queen.

A woman would not sit on the throne and rule the kingdom. It certainly would not be Amelia, who was never obedient and went against what he wanted.

"What you think no longer matters because now I have the throne. My child, whether it be a boy or a girl, will sit on the throne and rule. I will not erase the great Blackwell royalty before me, but I will start a new era as a Bune. Make this kingdom what it was before you and grandfather, but this time, the Bunes will be praised," Amelia said, squeezing her mother’s hand this time as she felt her mother’s hand tremble.

"There is so much I used to want to yell at you for. Like sending me off to lure out Killian, and when I returned, you casually told me to see a doctor because you wanted to check if I had been assaulted."

Hearing this, Killian looked at Richard, who would not be going back to where Lucifer had him locked away. No. Killian had to take over torturing Richard for the things he did. Watching Anne be with another man wasn’t enough of a punishment.

"No matter how much you hated me, you should have cared a little to not dismiss what I might have experienced that day and drink with the men in court while the princess was facing an enemy. It was your fault that this kingdom fell. I can never bring myself to forgive you or grandmother. You should know that she was turned into a toad," Amelia revealed, earning a look of horror from her father.

Richard didn’t believe something like that was possible, but with him dead and back in this world, anything was possible. Amelia was a rotten child, just as he had claimed since she had turned her back on someone who fought hard for her.

Richard could never get his mother to fight as hard for him as she did for Amelia. "Your grandmother defended you. Gave you a shoulder to cry on. She was more of a mother to you than she was to me, but you allowed her to be turned into a toad? And you wonder why I have never cared for you. I have always known that there was something about you."

"It is amazing how you can go straight into thinking I am at fault for me and grandmother no longer being close. Grandmother deceived me. She had other plans for telling me to marry Killian. I do not like to be lied to. I’ve also learned that she was the one behind my mother’s death-"

"That is a lie!" Richard yelled, certain that Amelia was lying. "My mother loved Anne. Why would she spend so much time with the two of you just to kill Anne."

"I see. You were always in the dark about her intentions too. I thought you had been protecting the person who killed my mother. It made no sense for someone who claimed to love my mother to not look into her death. I always figured you knew the culprit, but you didn’t. My grandmother and her priests killed my mother."

" If you had listened to me and helped me investigate it, we might have uncovered it sooner, but in turning me away all these years, you allowed the person behind it to smile in our faces, and lie to us," Amelia said, hurt once more by the memories of her crying to Margaret about her mother, and being comforted by the very person she had been looking for.

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