The Throne Is Mine N Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Chapter 336

Alia sat with her mother in one of the guest rooms, waiting for Killian to return from the underworld with her father. She thought about all the things she wanted to say to him in the short amount of ti she had with him.

Alia and Anne decided to split the ti with Richard so there would not be any back and forth with what they wanted to say to him. They would not be speaking over each other, and not getting anything resolved in the end.

Alia would go first since she had said a lot to her father in the last few weeks while he was still alive. It was her mother who had the most unfinished business with him. Alia planned for her ti to not be half an hour, so she would give her mother more ti to end the bitter relationship with her forr husband.

Anne was the one who needed more of a final conversation with Richard. Alia mostly wanted to speak about what he missed out on because of his lack of faith in her and let him hear from her mouth that she now sat on his throne.

Alia reached over to her mother’s chair and held her hand to comfort her. She knew her mother’s strong personality would help her deal with Richard, but this talk today would open up a lot about the past.

Anne smiled, squeezing Alia’s hands to tell her that she was alright.

The door of the room opened and Killian was the first to walk in. There was a sound like chains dragging behind him, and positioning her body to get a good look behind him, Alia saw that it was her father with chains covering his body.

Richard looked lively, and if she didn’t know any better, she would not think he was dead. Alia thought that she might sound foolish now if she said out loud that she was expecting sothing like a ghost to walk inside the room behind Killian.

It looked like her father still had his body and nothing had happened to him. Like she could poke at him and feel his skin.

"The hour is starting," Killian said, pulling Richard to the front to face the mother and daughter.

The door slamd shut because Killian wanted to give them so privacy.

Richard kept his head low to avoid looking at Alia, who was in a position to look down on him like he would when he sat on the throne and looked down at her. Their roles had reversed, with her in the seat with power at her fingertips while he could only argue.

"It appears that they have been doing a number on you since you look much older than I rembered you looking before you died. I hope the mory of

being the one to kill you haunts you forever. Why can’t you look

in the eyes, father?" Alia asked, letting the title he did not deserve leave her mouth.

Calling him father still left a bitter taste in her mouth. He was far from being a father to her.

"You didn’t have any hope that I could be a good ruler. Not because I am a woman, but because you were jealous of being told that I was so golden child. Then you thought that my mother cheated on you and that I was not your child."

"You ignored the features I share with you and turned to those won you brought into the castle to provide you with an heir, only to be let down over and over again. Then you turned to Fraser. You were always upset when my grandmother compared

to Fraser and spoke of how smart I was."

"Whenever she would ask Fraser and

how we would deal with war my answer was more sensible. You would make

leave and tell Fraser he was right. Was there ever a ti you felt like my father? Felt proud of ?" Alia asked, hoping for an honest answer.

She had always wondered if he hated her, even when she was a baby.

"Ask your mother who your father-"

"I am your daughter!" Alia spoke over her father. "It is the one thing no one could ever take away from . I am Richard Blackwell’s daughter. Blackwell by blood, therefore, I had so claim to the throne. I had nothing to do with your jealousy toward Leonard."

"You forced your way into their relationship. You should have been ready to deal with jealousy and not being loved. Why did I have to suffer?" Alia questioned, becoming angrier as she spoke.

She had to sotis be disregarded in the castle because her father would not back her because of his jealousy. Why didn’t he just ask her mother instead of taking his anger out on her because of his assumption?

"Sotis I wish that you weren’t my father. Soone would co and say that they are my true father, but when Leonard told

about his past history with my mother and denied being with her here in the castle, I was relieved that he wasn’t secretly my father because I am a Blackwell. I have blood that allows

to sit on the throne," Alia said.

"You want

to feel bad for you after you killed ? You snuck into my room while I was asleep, and like a coward, you killed

when I could not defend myself. I should have sent you out of this kingdom sooner. Send you to rot in another kingdom, married to a fifth prince who would prevent you from getting close to a throne. You aren’t worthy of this throne!" Richard spat.

He had long grown tired of his mother’s praise for Alia, which she never gave to him. Margaret would always sigh and give him a small response when he spoke about being king. When he told her about Alia being called a golden child, her eyes lit up, and she cherished Alia. Prepared her like she believed Alia would one day beco queen.

A woman would not sit on the throne and rule the kingdom. It certainly would not be Alia, who was never obedient and went against what he wanted.

"What you think no longer matters because now I have the throne. My child, whether it be a boy or a girl, will sit on the throne and rule. I will not erase the great Blackwell royalty before , but I will start a new era as a Bune. Make this kingdom what it was before you and grandfather, but this ti, the Bunes will be praised," Alia said, squeezing her mother’s hand this ti as she felt her mother’s hand tremble.

"There is so much I used to want to yell at you for. Like sending

off to lure out Killian, and when I returned, you casually told

to see a doctor because you wanted to check if I had been assaulted."

Hearing this, Killian looked at Richard, who would not be going back to where Lucifer had him locked away. No. Killian had to take over torturing Richard for the things he did. Watching Anne be with another man wasn’t enough of a punishnt.

"No matter how much you hated , you should have cared a little to not dismiss what I might have experienced that day and drink with the n in court while the princess was facing an enemy. It was your fault that this kingdom fell. I can never bring myself to forgive you or grandmother. You should know that she was turned into a toad," Alia revealed, earning a look of horror from her father.

Richard didn’t believe sothing like that was possible, but with him dead and back in this world, anything was possible. Alia was a rotten child, just as he had claid since she had turned her back on soone who fought hard for her.

Richard could never get his mother to fight as hard for him as she did for Alia. "Your grandmother defended you. Gave you a shoulder to cry on. She was more of a mother to you than she was to , but you allowed her to be turned into a toad? And you wonder why I have never cared for you. I have always known that there was sothing about you."

"It is amazing how you can go straight into thinking I am at fault for

and grandmother no longer being close. Grandmother deceived . She had other plans for telling

to marry Killian. I do not like to be lied to. I’ve also learned that she was the one behind my mother’s death-"

"That is a lie!" Richard yelled, certain that Alia was lying. "My mother loved Anne. Why would she spend so much ti with the two of you just to kill Anne."

"I see. You were always in the dark about her intentions too. I thought you had been protecting the person who killed my mother. It made no sense for soone who claid to love my mother to not look into her death. I always figured you knew the culprit, but you didn’t. My grandmother and her priests killed my mother."

" If you had listened to

and helped

investigate it, we might have uncovered it sooner, but in turning

away all these years, you allowed the person behind it to smile in our faces, and lie to us," Alia said, hurt once more by the mories of her crying to Margaret about her mother, and being comforted by the very person she had been looking for.