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“All I desire is a husband who can sit pretty on the throne beside me and keep his mouth shut while I rule. You don’t fit the criteria, Killian. I am not looking for a warrior.”

“When the men at court point their swords at your neck princess, you’ll need a warrior by your side instead of a puppet. You won’t be able to get rid of me so easily Amelia. Not when I have made up my mind to have you.”

“I am not something for you to simply have Killian.”

“Aren’t you? The men out there seem to be putting a good price on your future. Become my wife and I will become your weapon. I will make sure this throne belongs to you.”

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Fancy tiaras and dresses never interested Amelia Blackwell, current princess of the Backwell castle. It had always been the throne in the middle of the court that caught her eyes. The throne was the only thing she ever desired but the men in her life reminded her of how it would never belong to a princess. 

When talks of her marriage flood the castle and news that her father wishes to make her cousin Fraser Adams his heir, Amelia takes matters into her own hands. She sets off to find her own husband and plots to take the throne.

Meeting the king of the north Killian Bune doesn’t make her life any easier. Along her way she finds love, betrayal, death, envy, and more as she tries to become queen. 

“I promise you, this throne will belong to me.”
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The Throne Is Mine

While Gina and Margaret walked ahead discussing how they would doll up Amelia, Amelia and Edith walked behind them both not interested in this part of the wedding.

Amelia looked at the woman beside her and noticed Edith seemed to be in deep thought. "What is on your mind, Edith?" She asked.

"Your kind. You are odd," Edith replied.

Amelia chuckled as it was funny and at the same time she enjoyed that it wasn't just her having to adjust to the other side. It was good to hear that demons had to adjust to being around humans and found things about her life to be odd.

"You have no idea how much better that makes me feel about getting used to the north. We are odd," Amelia admitted since it was true. "Not wings and the underworld odd but we have our moments. I will admit that I am not fond of some of the traditions we have."

"This is your day. Why not say no to the tradition and do the wedding your way?" Edith asked.

Chapter 177