Chapter 67
Killian’s words continued to fuel the fire of Amelia’s curiosity.
"Are your people man-eaters or something? And if the temple knows, why have they told us this information? Is that the real reason you want me in the north? I assure you there is no part of me that will taste good," Amelia stepped to the side to put some space between the two of them.
Killian stopped walking to take in the conclusion Amelia arrived at. He placed his hand over his mouth to hide his laughter. She was not far off as some demons used to eat humans but now they have settled for simply taking souls. "That is not it, princess. You don’t need to rack your brain for an answer. I will tell you right after dinner."
Amelia had a bright idea in mind.
"That doesn’t mean you can shove food into your mouth and be over with dinner as soon as the food is served. Besides, I am a slow eater and we will not be leaving until I have finished. I am also incredibly petty and would hold it off until tomorrow if you rush me. I want to enjoy a simple family dinner."
"With whose family? There is never a simple family dinner with my family. There is always drama and insults being thrown around. My father not being around will not change that with Annabelle and Fraser in the same room. They both want the same thing and we’ll have to hear Annabelle being upset with Fraser being named king," Amelia sighed.
"Should I ban the two of them from coming along?" Killian asked.
"No, that’ll only cause more of a headache. And since you have backed down thanks to our engagement, I do not want you to be dictating who gets to stay in a room and who doesn’t in the Blackwell castle. That is our business to deal with. What?"
"You are incredibly bold, princess," Killian chuckled. He was still very much the one in control of the castle even though they were to be married. No one could do something without his approval but he enjoyed the little princess who could make him do as she wanted.