The Throne Is Mine N Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Chapter 182

Alia stepped down from the altar with Killian and went straight to where her grandmother sat. She was the first person Alia wished to hear congratulations from along with Gina and Edith.

Unfortunately, she was stopped first by Fraser who hugged her.

"Congratulations cousin," Fraser said as he hugged her. He didn’t an it and was only putting on a show for everyone present.

He got the Blackwell throne though he was not a prince but he did not want Alia to have the throne in the north. He would have preferred if she beca a wife of a nobleman and stayed out of the castle altogether like what happened to his mother. Luckily, he was still higher than her in status as a king and queen were not on the sa level.

"Thank you," Alia replied, also putting on a show for the eyes on them. She already knew Fraser wasn’t happy for her but there was no reason to ignore him now. "Now it is your turn to get married."

"That is right," Fraser stepped out of the hug. "I hope you can make it when the ti cos. It won’t be at the border but in your old ho."

"I hope you can too," Alia smiled, walking past a confused Fraser to go to her grandfather.

Unlike Fraser, Killian understood Alia’s words that Fraser might not live to see his own wedding.

"King Killian, I would like to have a word with you about the truce while the won chat," Fraser said.

Alia stopped, turning around to look at Fraser. "All talk about the truce will be done while I am around," she said.

Fraser gave Alia an apologetic look. "I’m sorry, cousin, but the n must discuss it alone. You should focus on your dress and greeting the guest. I don’t want to bother you."

"Don’t," Alia stopped Killian from answering for her. She needed to be the one to drill it into Fraser’s head so that he knew she was not being dismissed as easily as she was as a princess. "Fraser whether you like it or not, I will be present for all conversations concerning the truce. It is not up for debate. Instead of trying to steal my husband away already, I suggest you fix your shirt and mingle with the guest too. Co along, Killian. I want the two of us to have a chat with my grandmother."

Instead of walking ahead without Killian, Alia went back to his side to hold his hand and walk with him to where Margaret was seated.

"Would it be a good wedding gift if I killed him for you? I can drag him out back when no one is watching," Killian said in a joking tone but was quite serious. He was tired of Fraser’s boldness in dismissing Alia in front of him.

"I wish I didn’t have to stop you but I don’t want anyone dying on my wedding day. We are ant to be happy today," Alia replied.

"You don’t seem to be happy."

"It is not you," Alia clarified before he could conclude that she was not ready to marry him. "I would be happier if a lot of the people present were not here. Most of them do not care for

and likewise. You’re supposed to be surrounded by nothing but people who care for you at weddings. I am tempted to throw them into the underworld."

"Why the underworld when we can personally toss them in the dungeon at ho and torture them ourselves?" Killian suggested.

"Do not indulge my thoughts Killian," Alia playfully smacked his arm. "I just might have you do it. Like, kidnap them while they leave the border so no one knows it is us. That suits a fun activity for our wedding instead of dancing around. We are not like other couples after all. Grandmother," Alia smiled as they reached Margaret.

"Congratulations to both of you. You must take care of each other and act as one. She might be your wife now but she is still my granddaughter and my little baby. I can make my way up to the north if you make her cry. Treat her well," said Margaret.

Killian didn’t need to be told this by Margaret and he never once doubted how quickly she could make it up the north. Unlike Richard, Margaret posed to be more of a threat to demons since she had the blood and secrets of the real priest who used to hunt demons. She might be sweet and loving to Alia but Killian knew Margaret wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone else in a heartbeat.

If anything, Fraser should be concerned about the old woman rather than being so ready to point his sword at the north. As far as Killian knew, Fraser and Margaret weren’t related by blood which would make it easy for Margaret to kill Fraser.

Margaret didn’t survive in the Blackwell castle by keeping her hands clean. Killian hoped that with how much Alia loved her grandmother there was nothing the old woman had secretly done to hurt Alia. There would be no greater betrayal than Margaret turning out to be one of Alia’s enemies. Ti would tell especially with the book her mother wrote.

"You don’t have to worry about that grandmother. Killian has been treating

well and protecting

in the north. I ant to write to you that I found more guards and people of my own. Like Edith," Alia pointed to the woman standing behind her grandmother. She told Gina and Edith to stay close to Margaret.

"That is good but if you ever feel wary of them and need soone from back ho to be by your side, send a letter to

and I will have one of my guards co to aid you," Margaret replied.

It was a good offer considering the skilled n Alia saw around her grandmother and the fact that her grandmother said her side of the family knew how to fight off demons but Alia didn’t want the castle to have any more humans just yet and bringing a priest there wouldn’t end well.

"I am alright with the guards that I have now but if I ever need your help I will send a ssage to you. If only you could stay by the border a little bit more. Is everything alright between you and Fraser? You are ant to be guiding him and I know that Fraser isn’t pleased with this or the Adams. I worry about him attacking you," Alia said.

Margaret chuckled, amused by Alia thinking Fraser was a threat to her. "Do not worry about it, child. I know how to deal with Fraser who is no different from your father. And I am prepared for whatever his grandfather would try to do. Do not speak of it any longer. His mother is coming."

Alia didn’t turn around to look at Beth as it would be suspicious in Beth’s eyes like they were plotting sothing and beca silent because of her presence.

"Alia," Beth placed her hand on Alia’s lower back. "Congratulations on your new journey as wife and queen. I know you will do well with both. I bought you a few gifts you may open when the day is over and you have rested. Your mother must be so proud of you today. I am sure she is here with us now. If only your father were alive to walk you down the aisle."

"It was apparent that I did not have a good relationship with my father. If he were alive, I wouldn’t want him by my side. I wouldn’t have minded you in his place, aunt Beth. You are a princess and my aunt. I should have suggested that instead of walking alone," Alia said, slightly regretting not walking with Beth. It would have been a good mont for the two princesses.

"I would have liked that," Beth smiled.

There were tis when Beth envied, was jealous of, or even hated Alia because Alia stood up for herself and achieved what she wanted while she remained quiet but she would always end up having a special place in her heart for her niece. It was good to see that at least one of them accomplished more than what the castle had planned for them.

It was why she beca annoyed with Fraser when he would discredit Alia because he forgot that she was once in Alia’s place. Told what to do and what not to do by n and then forced to marry a man she had no feelings for. She sympathized with Alia but contrary to what everyone from the Blackwell kingdom thought she noticed that Alia and Killian seed to have feelings for each other.

Beth hoped their arranged marriage could blossom into true love. There was nothing worse than being stuck in a loveless marriage and forcing yourself to love your partner.