The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Chapter 347

"My hand is better right here. I have missed your softness," Killian said, giving her a small squeeze. "As soon as you have healed, it is important for us to give the North an heir to sit on the throne."

"Is it not important for Mara to have a sibling?" Amelia asked, surprised he didn’t think of Mara first. There weren’t other children in the castle for her to play with. It was only when they travelled outside the gates that Amelia saw children she would call to the castle in the future to play with Mara.

Mara needed a sibling or two. Amelia didn’t want Mara to be like her without anyone in the castle to play with and understand being a princess. A sibling would be better to trust than some of the children of nobles.

"I thought it would be more convincing if I spoke about the North. The North cannot remain without a ruler. We made the two kingdoms into one to make humans and demons get along, but the North has an empty castle that needs a ruler. What if Mara grows to not want to rule?" Killian questioned as it was a problem they could face in the future.

Killian wanted his children to rule lands, but he would not force them to. Whatever path Mara wanted to take, he would support her. He would only need to convince Amelia to have more children with him.

"I see that you have thought long and hard about our next child. If she doesn’t want to be queen of either land, we will give the title to the child who is best suited. I am not opposed to having another child soon. Not because I need heirs, but because I want to have more children. Can you imagine two Mara’s? Or maybe this time we will have a boy," Amelia said, looking forward to it being either one.

Time flew by quickly with Mara already halfway to becoming one. It felt like just yesterday Killian had broken the news that she was pregnant. Amelia enjoyed being a mother and wanted to be a mother to more children.

"As you said, when I am healed we should try for another. It is surprising that I am not already pregnant with the second child. We have both been busy with the kingdoms, underworld, and Mara, but we have made love frequently. I got pregnant with Mara so fast last time. Are we doing something wrong this time?" Amelia wondered.

Killian placed Amelia down in a chair inside a small library which had a big window to look out of. Amelia couldn’t see, but she could listen to the sounds outside and learn to focus on one sound.

"You still cling to me and I release-"

"I didn’t mean like that. Our night activities have not changed, but maybe I am stressed. I’ve been doing too much work in the castle. We should spend a little time out of the castle with Mara to have a break and to try for another child," Amelia suggested. "We could come here as long as Lucifer won’t stop by to give you a task."

She had not spent time out of the castle for a break since the time they used Edith’s home in the mountain and now while she healed. It was time for them to spend more time together as a family and not just seek each other out during the day. Amelia wanted to spend hours upon hours with Killian and Mara.

"It is not Lucifer you need to think about. It is his wife who tries to be near you too often. I will put a shield up around this house to keep her out. Are you certain you would want Mara in the underworld? You always worry about Agramon though he has been quiet," Killian reminded her.

"He has done nothing to us for a year. He might be plotting something or maybe he has moved on, but I do not want worrying about him or anyone else to stop you from introducing Mara to this other world she is a part of. You will soon need to teach her about demons. There are demons in the castle, but she will learn more about them here. I would like to bring her," Amelia decided.

It was inevitable that Mara would have to come into the underworld one day. They should start while she is young to get her used to it.

"Oh," Amelia said as water filled her eyes, and slowly, her vision came back. "I can see a little bit. Thank goodness. I didn’t want to go long without my vision."

Amelia wiped away the water from her eyes and looked out the window Killian seated her in front of. She got her first look at the underworld with demons flying by along with strange birds, fire, and hills with stone fortresses where she assumed demons lived or some souls were kept. It was like a big town.

"It is better than I imagined. The temple always spoke of it being a place filled with ruins. Fire everywhere to burn you, but there doesn’t seem to be that much fire. Only on the ground. It is amazing that the trees do not burn. I hope to explore one day. You need to show me where you like to spend your time just as I have shown you my favourite spots in the Blackwell castle," Amelia said, turning to Killian.

He looked out at the view before them. There was so much more about Killian that she would learn from being down here.

"Enjoying the view?" Killian mused as he felt her gaze on him.

"I am. Quite a lot. It was torture to not see my handsome husband. I didn’t think it would ever be possible, but you have become more handsome since I last saw you. Can you please stop so I do not become more jealous of your beauty?" Amelia begged him.

She figured that her new eyes made her vision better and now, Killian was much more handsome.

"I will need you to walk around with a mask covering your face to stop women from looking at you. I’ve already noticed that the maids like to sneak glances at you. A lot of the talk about you has changed from calling you the devil to speaking of your looks. I made the mistake of marrying a man with your looks."

Killian smiled, liking when Amelia’s protectiveness came out. He enjoyed the way she would cling to him when some foolish woman would get too comfortable with the way they spoke or tried to touch him.

"It is good that you experience how I feel when I catch men sneaking glances at you. I say we toss the annoying fools into a fire-"

"No," Amelia disagreed, shaking her head. "All the men in the kingdom would end up dying if I let you torture them for looking. Sometimes I want to pull on a lady’s hair for speaking about you as if you are not married, but I hold myself back because you are mine. Besides, what lady aside from my grandmother could hold your interest?"

Killian frowned, put off by the mention of Margaret and the fact that before Amelia, he was intrigued by the woman who went behind her husband’s back to meet with him. "I told you what I felt the day I first saw you was nothing like meeting your grandmother. I never had any feelings for her nor was I attracted to her. I merely liked her boldness to meet with me behind her husband’s back."

"Sure," Amelia sarcastically replied. "What has happened to her?"

Amelia was aware that the toad her grandmother had turned into had died before the witches could do as they said and boil her alive in a potion. They used the dead toad in a potion so the body would not go to waste.

Amelia never asked what would become of Margaret’s soul since she died a toad. She tried not to think of anyone from her past. She only thought of Beth since she occasionally saw her aunt around the town. They never spoke and they didn’t need to.

"She’s a former queen and a descendant of priests. She’s here in the underworld if you ever want to speak to her," Killian offered.

"I don’t need to," Amelia replied as it would only end with Margaret being angry with her. Amelia stood up from her chair and walked over to the one Killian sat in to sit on his lap.

"What is this? You normally like to talk about me touching you so often," Killian said, embracing her as she sat on him.

"It is okay to be touchy sometimes, but your hands wander to places they should not be," Amelia answered.

"They move on their own to places they find comfortable. Are you tired, Amelia?" Killian questioned, his tone suggesting something else that Amelia understood.

"I am far from tired, dear husband."

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