The Throne Is Mine
Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Chapter 65

’I’m sorry mother,’ Amelia mentally apologized to her mother for burning her tower. ’I needed a distraction. I’ll be leaving the castle soon. I hope with many of your memories burnt and me leaving, your soul can finally move on from this dreaded place. Do me a favor and strangle my father. Though I suppose he won’t be where you are.’

Amelia heard light footsteps of someone approaching her but did not need to turn around to know who it was. "Cyrus, I thought I told you to look for Gina. You know she must be scared out of her mind. I am fine."

"Why?" Cyrus asked.

Amelia knew he was not referring to going off to look for Gina. He knew she finally said yes to Killian’s offer. "It’s not only about me. I have to do what is right for my people. The Blackwells and the north have been at each other’s throats far too long. I have a new path now, Cyrus."

Amelia had always been focused on trying to become the next Blackwell queen. Now, her path had changed to becoming a good queen for the north and uniting the two kingdoms so no one innocent would get hurt on both sides.

"I will become the best queen anyone has ever witnessed. One way or the other, I was meant to rule. I will make this world better where you can walk around the Blackwell kingdom without receiving glares. I know you want me to be cautious of Killian and I will be. After I find who you have been looking for, you will come with me to the north right?"

"Princess," Cyrus sighed. He never had any intention of returning to the north especially after Killian denoted him a traitor for siding with Amelia. Now Killian wanted to marry her. How hilarious. "You that I cannot leave you alone. I cannot let you go there with those de-" Cyrus caught himself before he revealed their secret.

"Those what?" Amelia’s curiosity about the north increased now that Cyrus was warning her about something else. She wanted to know why the priests practically barricaded themselves inside of the temple from the moment Killian arrived and why Cyrus would never step foot in the temple. "Cyrus, if there is something I must know please tell me before it blows up in my face."

"Believe me, princess. I desperately want to but I am forbidden to as of right now and I am afraid of how you will react. Before night passes, ask Killian Bune what is the North’s greatest secret that most of the world does not know. If he does not tell you the truth, I will not allow you to marry him."

"How will you know whether he has told me or not? Must I come to you?" Amelia wanted to say that Cyrus was making her extremely scared of the future. Why couldn’t he just tell her what it was? She wouldn’t tell anyone she heard it from him. "I will ask him tonight but even if he does not tell me, I expect you to tell me."

"I will," Cyrus promised.

"I’m going inside to see what I can retrieve from my mother’s things and before you object, I am aware of the danger. You are such a worry wart," Amelia chuckled.

Cyrus frowned, disliking being called such a ridiculous name. One of the two of them had to care for her safety. Many times Amelia had no fear and between the two of them, she would be the first to spontaneously jump into a fire which was odd when you consider the fact he was a demon.

"Thankfully after everything that happened last night, the fire was able to be put out-"

"I will lead the way, princess." Cyrus walked ahead of her to make a clear path. "It rained while you were asleep so the floors will be even more of a mess."

"Do you think it rained because my mother was somewhere crying last night? I’d like to believe that. How do you think the people will react to me marrying Killian? Will they pity me, judge me, or be thankful?" Amelia asked.

"It will be all three," Cyrus honestly replied. The kingdom will certainly have mixed reactions. "There is nothing you can do to please everyone. Many of your people hate the north and would rather you find a way to kill Killian rather than marry him."

"That is far from possible. There is something dangerous about that man that I cannot see yet. He will not be an easy opponent and I do not wish for there to come a time when I would have to fight against him. I hope he can keep his promises. All of the portraits are ruined," Amelia murmured as she took in the state of the walls.

"There are many more around the castle that you should be able to take. I should have grabbed a few a long time ago."

"I-" Amelia opened her mouth to say something but she was interrupted by Fraser.

"You must be thrilled," Fraser said from behind Amelia. There was some space between where he stood from Amelia. "Queen of the north. You must think you are better than me."

"I love to disagree with you, Fraser. Not once have I thought about being better than you because I will be the queen of the north. I have considered the fact you might run this castle into the ground," Amelia shrugged her shoulders.

"You, I would bet all of my money that you made him have grandmother watch me. You cannot stand that I will get what you thought belonged to you."

"I am not the one who is angry. You got what you have always wanted but instead of running to your mother to tell her the good news, you are here annoying me. Please seek help, Fraser. Act like you are about to become king. We are not children anymore," Amelia said.

There was too much going on around them to have to deal with Fraser too. Fraser would soon sit on the Blackwell throne. Why were his trousers in a twist because she would be the queen of the north?

"You bitch!" Fraser spat.

"What on earth did you just call me?" Amelia’s blood started to boil after being called out of her name. "I am going to relax before I do something I certainly won’t regret. Turn around and leave me the hell alone, Fraser."

"Or what? Now that you are engaged to him you’ll have him come after me? I wouldn’t put it past you to become big headed after getting engaged to that man. I should warn you dear cousin that men are ruthless. Do you think you will be treated well in the north? You’re walking into endless threats on your life and people who will not respect you."

"It’s funny," Amelia stated after Fraser became silent. "You claimed that I was never your competition but why are you acting this way? Isn’t this too much? The people are what matters right now but you are choosing to argue with me about nonsense. I fear you should not be left to sit on the throne. Grandmother would be better."

"You better not," Fraser stomped his way up the stairs to Amelia but before he could touch her, Cyrus came in between them. "You’ve always had a thing for northern dogs. Was it easy for you to say yes to Killian because you enjoyed fucking this one? Were you always a northern whore? No wonder your father was ashamed of you. It must get you going to see so many northerners here."

Amelia quickly shoved Cyrus to the side and slapped Fraser across his right cheek. The slap echoed in the silent tower. Cyrus was surprised Amelia had done it but Fraser had it coming. "I am not a northern whore. Unlike you, I have not been sleeping around. Call me that again and I will have your head whether it be my future husband doing it for me."

Killian was a dangerous man and if someone like Fraser was attacking her, why wouldn’t she get her husband to dispose of them? He needed to be put to some use.

"We are both going to be put in positions where thousands of lives will be affected by our decisions. Grow up quickly. No matter how much you might hate my presence, put on your best smile and act like an adult when we are in the presence of others. When there is no one around, ignore me. If you don’t, so help me the throne will be looking for a new king," Amelia gave him a stern warning.

Her hand trembled from her restraint to not push him down the stairs or take Cyrus’s sword and wound him for calling her a bitch and a whore. More than his cousin, she was a princess. She was tired of everyone treating the title as if it meant nothing.

"Are you crazy?" Fraser finally registered the fact he had been struck by Amelia. Never before in his life had someone placed their hands on him. Fraser raised his hand to return the embarrassment to Amelia.