Chapter 9
"You are not welcomed here, Amelia. This is a meeting about war and is nothing of your concern. Go back to your room and know your place before you embarrass yourself. Again," King Richard added at the end to taunt his daughter.
Amelia remained unaffected by her father’s words. A skill anyone would pick up after listening to their own father belittle them for years. "It’s either you don’t want anyone to hear how your egos have caused this war to have gotten out of hand or none of you like that my proposals are better than what any of you could ever come up with. Take your pick gentlemen."
"Amelia," Richard banged his fists against the throne, almost bruising it from the force. "So help me child I will have you dragged out of here. If you do not wish to sully our great name, leave."
"Sully? Didn’t that happen when you took the throne from grandfather? I heard of how the court ministers worried about the kingdom under your leadership but look at them now. In this very room kissing your ass to receive riches." Amelia stood proud even when her father got up from the throne and marched toward her.
"You insolent child? Where on earth did you come from and what made you this way?" Richard fumed with anger as he made his way to his daughter.
"I am a product of you unfortunately and my wonderful mother Anne. My attitude is no different from your own but at least I am-" Amelia’s words were cut short by the stinging feeling after her father slapped her in front of all of his court men.
She blinked repeatedly before gaining her composure and refusing to cry. "At least I have enough manners, not to hit a family member in front of an audience. Your short temper is the reason why we’re losing the war you started," she glared up at her father who towered over her. "Did that slap make you feel more of a man, father?"
"So help me, child-"
"You’ll hit me again to prove a point to these men? I have every right to stand in here and listen to the decisions made. Grandmother allowed it when she was living here because it is my birthright as the princess to know what is happening. Especially when you want to take the money my mother put aside for children to fund a war," she wasn’t going to sit by and allow him to ruin the things her mother cared about.
"With all due respect princess," the minister of public affairs, John Cooke, interjected into the conversation between royals. "We have not decided where we would be taking funds from to support our warriors yet. We have everything under control and your little outbursts are not helpful for anyone."
Amelia wasn’t in the mood to hear his words since he was her father’s yes man. "Mr.Crook-"