Chapter 49: - 49
"The more you speak, the more I wish for that child in your stomach to be a girl. I wonder if you’ll repeat these same words or perhaps curse your child for not being a boy. What a strange world we live in when people cross their fingers for a boy. It’s odd how a woman finds a girl to be useless. Tsk tsk," Amelia shook her head. "Any longer and I’ll eat all the grapes."
"Please serve the food," Margaret said to the servants on the sidelines patiently waiting to start dinner.
"I wonder where you got your personality from, Amelia. Your mother was never like this or maybe, I did not know Anne well," Richard considered the possibility.
"We both know the answer. I got my personality from having to deal with a father like you. I feel like I can move mountains due to the fact I’ve remained strong with everything you threw my way. Thank you for not spoiling me. I would have been clueless about my reality had you liked me. I hope the heir you picked will make you proud. I hope that you don’t run into a wall and finally realize I was the best choice to rule."
"Ha! Do you think I’ll crawl back to you? Bring you back to make you queen? A Blackwell woman has never taken the throne Amelia and it won’t start with you. We could have worked together to find a king from some other land to make you queen but why should I reward you after your behavior?" Asked Richard.
"I’m bored with this conversation," Amelia replied.
"You two should not carry on like this. Blackwells need each other. When we are divided like this, our enemies can knock us off our feet. You two need to start fixing your relationship," Margaret looked back and forth between her son and granddaughter.
After the loss of her mother, Amelia needed her father.
"It is your granddaughter who has made things difficult. She inserted herself into my business with her mother and hates me for having mistresses. Why does everyone look to place the blame on me? There is plenty that Amelia has done that warrants an apology. Regardless of what she feels, I am still the king and her father. She has to apologize for her rude behavior and then we can move on," Richard said, looking for Amelia to do as proposed.
"Who places blame on you besides me and grandmother? You literally have the entire castle bowing down to your every word. I am your daughter. Instead of wishing for me to bow down to you shouldn’t you try to figure out why I dislike you? You do not know how to separate being a king and a father. I have no apology to give you and do not worry, I don’t want to hear one from you. Thank you," Amelia said as the servants placed plates of food all over the table.