The Throne Is Mine N Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Chapter 61

The throne room imdiately went silent when Killian entered with Alia by his side. Alia ignored the judgental stares of the n who laughed at her when her father was alive. Now, they could only bite their tongues to hold back what they felt about her as it was obvious she had Killian’s support.

Killian led Alia in the direction of the throne and she was certain he was going to make her sit on it but he didn’t. He stopped right before they could sit on it.

"It’s just a chair," he whispered to her. "Speak. What have all of you co up with? If it bores , I shall kill the ssenger."

"King Killian Bune," Fraser stepped into the middle of the room.

Alia narrowed her eyes, confused by Fraser’s presence in the castle. He was not here when the north attacked the castle unless he had been secretly here. Or, soone sent it to him this morning and the northerners let him in.

To get her answer, she looked at the man beside her who would know everything. "Did you send for him or my cousin here all along?"

"How rude of you to interrupt his grand mont," Killian said but his smile said otherwise. He seed amused that she had asked him a question when her cousin wanted the spotlight on him only. "He ca to the gates pouring his heart out for

to have a word with him so I let him in. He’s one of the people to inherit the throne after all. Don’t worry, your future husband has sothing in mind."

’You’re not my future husband yet,’ Alia thought but she was curious to see what Killian had in mind for Fraser. Looking back at where Fraser stood, obviously annoyed that Alia and Killian were having a conversation when it was ti for him to speak, she received a glare from him only for Killian to be greeted with a smile. ’Wow,’ was all Alia could think at this mont.

"My na is Fraser Adams, your highness. My mother is the sister of the late king. Before my uncle was killed, he had many conversations with

about being his heir. The king left behind no heir as we are not certain what the child in his mistress’s stomach is. For now, I will beco the next king of the Blackwell kingdom and I pledge my loyalty to the north. As king, I shall see to it that the Blackwells never attack the north," Fraser spoke with great confidence.

"What a load of bullshit," Alia accidentally spoke out loud.

Fraser had an ego similar to the one her father had. He would kiss up to Killian now but not forever. He would tighten up the number of guards around the castle and attack the north to show Killian the type of king he was.

"If you have sothing to say to your cousin, you should say it out loud. It would get an interesting conversation going. I can sense the lies but please enlighten , do you think he will make a good king?" Killina asked Alia. She knew the people here better than he did and she could not stop her honesty from pouring out of her mouth.

"No, and it’s not due to the fact I want to beco queen. I see my father in Fraser. Another king who will care about himself and in danger my people. I don’t care what you are planning but please do not let innocent people pay for what my father started. You’ve already spilled enough blood on our land."

"I think I’ve hardly spilled enough, princess. My anger is far from being suppressed and until it is there is more blood for

to spill. You there," Killian turned his focus from Alia to the man who spoke last night. He singled out Ricardo to speak. "Let’s hear what you have to say."

’Why? Ricardo is nothing but a re court minister. I’ve offered him a good plan. What did Alia whisper to him?’ Fraser could not help but think Alia was getting in his way. ’Has she no sha standing next to the man who killed her father?’

"King Killian," Ricardo ca to stand beside Fraser and bowed his head. "I also agree that Fraser Adams shall be made the future king until we see what the gender of Richard’s unborn child is."

"What about the princess? She shared the blood of your late queen and king. Surely, you can find a husband to stand beside her on the throne. Wouldn’t that be a bright idea?" Killian suggested.

"A princess has never taken the throne and beco queen in our kingdom. The throne has always been passed to a male relative. Princess Alia is young and has no idea what it is like to run a castle-"

"How many castles have you run?" Killian interrupted Ricardo to ask Fraser this question. The young man seed to be around the sa age as the princess.

Unlike the Blackwells, the north once had a queen ruling because she had taken what she wanted. She was a ruthless ruler from the beginning to the end of her ti as queen. Perhaps the n here should et a couple of demon won from the north.

Fraser spoke up, "None but I have-"

"Then your reasoning for the princess not becoming queen seems to coincide with the young man you want to make the next king. Just stick to saying she is a woman and you will not accept her as your queen. I’ve made the proposal for your princess to marry

and beco my queen," said Killian.

Ricardo frowned as he disliked the idea of Alia being in such a powerful position. There was always sothing he disliked about her that made him want to see her fail over and over again. "King Killian, the princess, has been promised to another prince. Their group will arrive in a week. She cannot marry you."

"We can break that engagent," Fraser suggested to everyone’s surprise. "If this is one of the ways you think you would be able to trust the north, we should go through with it. However, I think it would be hard for my cousin to be with the man who killed her father and find it hard to rule over northerners. Please consider marrying her off to a relative you have so that she may live a peaceful life in the north."

’He doesn’t like the idea of

becoming queen. None of them do even when it is not the Blackwell throne I would sit on as queen.’ Alia felt like laughing at how much they hated her for no reason.

What had she done to Ricardo? Nothing. Fraser was mad at her for being the king’s child instead of him. How was she ant to control what parent they were conceived by? If only Fraser knew what hell was like living in the castle he would stop dreaming of living there.

Alia had to admit that Killian was right. All the n present in the throne room would find a way to dispose of her if he made the decision to make her queen. She would have to always be on edge that one of them would try killing her. There was no doubt she would end up poisoned in her sleep just like her mother.

Still, she couldn’t bring herself to think about marrying Killian. He was her enemy even when they stood so close and she would be sent away to live in the north. It was a hard future to think of.

’I’d rather die than let them bargain over my future once again. I’ll take Fraser and all these n present with

before I go,’ she clenched her fist.

Killian could feel Alia’s burning rage next to him. It was about ti she noticed the extent to which all these n were against her. Now, it was ti to hand her a gift. "I will think about your suggestions. Go back to where you previously stood. Not you," he stopped Ricardo.

Ricardo stood confused as to what more the king of the north had to say to him unless he was being considered as a stand-in until the next king could be picked. It was sothing he had always desired which was why he stayed so close to Richard. He felt like he had been ruling through Richard whenever he stood by his side.

"I heard sothing interesting from your mouth last night," Killian spoke as he left Alia’s side and approached the lone man standing in the middle of the room. "Sothing in regards to the princess being sent away and I have not stopped thinking about it since then. I’m thinking about offering the princess a gift to make her feel better about the loss of her father and you shall help

with it."

"How can I help you with it? No," Ricardo’s eyes widened when one of Killian’s n tossed him a large sword.

"Your life of course," Killian grinned as he swung the sword aiming it for Ricardo’s throat.