The Throne Is Mine N Chapter 272

Chapter 272: Chapter 272

"Red."

Alia looked up from Gina fixing her dress to Killian who now sat on her bed. She had been waiting for him but no one was able to bring him to her until now. "I thought it would help with the dramatic entrance I plan to make. Lucifer said that red looks good on royalty."

Killian wasn’t surprised to hear that Lucifer suggested red. The devil had an unhealthy obsession with red. "It does suit you. You look beautiful. You will have so heads turning," he said, his eyes going straight to her chest which was not tied tightly now that she was back here.

Killian dared anyone to take a look at her even for a second. He could do with a fresh soul in place of the food to be served for dinner. "You were looking for ," he said.

"I was. Please excuse us," Alia said to everyone present in their room. She needed to have a private conversation with Killian before dinner. She was confused about Margaret and hoped that sohow, Killian would make sense of what was happening.

Gina and Edith exited the room and stood outside with the other demons who were following both Killian and Alia.

"I spoke with my grandmother and that did not go so well. Before we got married, the two of you at least seed cordial. Soone with the blood of the priests made no attempt to kill you and you were intrigued by her so she did not receive the anger you held for my father and grandfather. Did sothing happen between the two of you that I am not aware of?" Alia asked, going to the bed to sit down beside Killian.

"Nothing happened between us other than the usual threats for

to keep you safe. Now I see that she doesn’t like

around. It doesn’t bother ," Killian said, holding her hand. She did happen to look wonderful in the red dress. It would be fun to take it off later.

"She sees no need for

to be married to you now that I am back here. She is planning sothing to get Fraser off the throne and for

to sit on it," Alia revealed, stopping her to hear his thoughts before she told him the other things.

The last thing she needed was for her husband and grandmother to be trying to kill each other, but right now, it seed like sothing she could not avoid happening. Alia would have never imagined that her grandmother still had this much hatred for demons. What would her grandmother do if she were to find out that she planned to beco a demon so she could live long beside Kilian and their future children?

Killian wasn’t too happy with anyone trying to sway Alia from their marriage. Even if that person was her grandmother. "I see," he replied.

Alia wasn’t expecting such a simple response. She thought he would have gotten angry with what she said. What happened to the whole not letting her go thing? "Just I see? Nothing more?" She asked. She wanted him to get as angry as she was.

"What else was I to say? I am not pleased by it, but the only reason I would get angry is if your answer were not what I expected. What did you say to her??" Killian asked, his eyes turning ruby red without him noticing.

Killian trusted that Alia loved him enough to put Margaret in her place and state that she would never leave him.

"I said that I would not leave you obviously. Did you doubt my answer?" Alia hoped that was not the case. Just because Margaret wanted her to leave him did not an that she would easily follow her grandmother’s wishes. She had a mind of her own and since she was willing to beco a demon to stay with him longer, he should know her answer already.

"No, I simply knew that I had nothing to worry about. You love

and I love you. Soone telling either one of us to end our marriage is nothing for us to waste energy over," said Killian.

"You handled that better than I thought. I guess the baby thing would be what upset-Ow!" Alia winced after Killian squeezed her hand.

"What baby thing?" Killian asked, confused by the ntion of a baby when he could not sense one inside of her. He was good at seeing when human won had a child inside of them. There was sothing different about their soul and so demons might say they slled sweeter because of the innocent child growing inside them.

He was not intimate with Alia long enough for her to be pregnant, but demon children were strange.

"What would a priest do to soone who beca pregnant by a demon? Especially if that person carried their blood and they thought she was special?" Alia softly asked. She wasn’t looking for an answer to her questions from Killian. With the books she had read in the library, she had a pretty good idea of what would happen to her. A cleanse as the priest called it.

This cleanse would be painful since they had to wash away all of Killian’s touch from her and make her pure. Alia had not read too much about it since it was more of a torture in her eyes and she did not want to picture it happening to herself.

"Grandmother says there is so prophecy about

being the key to killing demons because she knew that I am a golden child. My father went to a witch when I was young and my grandmother found out about it. I believe they have only heard that I could bring peace to the world. Not the part about chaos and they must’ve twisted that peace to be

getting rid of demons. I don’t want any part of it," said Alia.

Hearing this changed things for Killian. He planned to ignore the small gas Margaret was playing, but not only had she told Alia to end their marriage, but Margaret was also bold enough to ntion getting rid of their child should they have one.

Killian had waited too long for his offspring and looked forward to having children with Alia for anyone to threaten to take it away from him.

Killian licked his lips. There were plenty of souls he intended to eat right now and they were all in the temple. The foolish place they thought he could not enter. He was going to show rcy because of their relationship with Alia, but that was now out the window. It would be better to get rid of the priests now so he could get rid of the weapons they made in the early.

"This wasn’t the reunion with your grandmother you were looking forward to," Killian said, loosening his hold on Alia’s hand. Though he was angry, he had to stay calm to listen to Alia vent. It might have felt like cold water was thrown on her to hear her own grandmother say those words.

"No it was not," Alia agreed.

She looked forward to telling Margaret about the people she t and what life in the north was like. How she was adapting to being queen and how she had grown feelings for Killian. Alia wanted to talk about her mother to see what more Margaret knew about where her mother ca from.

"Dinner is going to be more of a headache now that grandmother and I are not on good terms. If Fraser or anyone else notices it, they will certainly bring it up. I don’t want to be answering what is wrong between

and grandmother," Alia sighed, feeling tired all of a sudden. "Why did we try to get here before dinner? We should have co tomorrow morning."

"What would that have changed?" Killian asked, letting go of her hand so he could lose his fingers in her hair.

"Well, I wouldn’t have to think about this when I want to be asleep and the gates would open shortly after so there wouldn’t be much of a conversation between

and grandmother. I suppose it is good that I spoke to her now so I am aware I must keep you far away from priests in the anti. Killian!" Alia gasped, reaching out to hold onto him as they fell back onto the softness of her bed. "My hair. Gina worked really hard on it with so little ti."

Killian laid on his side to get a good look at her. "You still look beautiful. It is no wonder why so many envy you. Why are you turning your head away to hide your blush? It is a beautiful sight you should not hide from . Alia," Killian said, using his hand to turn her head to face him. "They will not hurt

if that is what worries you. You should worry about what will happen to your grandmother and those priests for angering ."