Chapter 85
"You’re doing wonderful," Margaret complimented Amelia. She thought Amelia needed to hear it more often. For someone who didn’t have strong backing in the castle, Amelia had done well for herself. Margaret couldn’t think of anyone else in Amelia’s position who would have been able to kill the king and get away with it.
Amelia had also managed to have Killian Bune like her. Killian calling Margaret intriguing was far different from how he viewed Amelia. Margaret was barely able to convince him to not attack their land for a small time. Killian had ordered Blackwell guards to be killed around two weeks later. Amelia managed to stop him from killing all Blackwells. At least for now.
"The one thing I learned today is that I want to be like you, grandmother. You have so many interesting stories to tell. I feel a little bit better but I need to rest here for a moment," Amelia laid back down on Margaret’s lap. To her, this was the safest place in the kingdom.
"Right, you must be tired after walking around. I heard you slept in this morning which is excellent news. Now you won’t be walking around like the dead when morning comes. Sleep and I will wake you up soon," Margaret continued to comb her fingers through Amelia’s hair. "You should wear your tiara more to prepare yourself for the crown you will wear soon."
"People will think that I am showing off-"
"Let them. Amelia, you are going to marry one of the most powerful and dangerous men across the lands. Your position and power have changed and it is time for you to like it has. You already radiate confidence but to stand next to a man like Killian you must radiate the confidence as he does. If anyone tries to stand in your path from this moment on, command them to move," Margaret advised Amelia.
"I wish I could do those things without needing a man. What if one day Killian does not want me abusing the fact I am his wife to make others listen and respect me?" Amelia asked.
Margaret chuckled as she remembered a friend in her youth once worrying about this same problem. That friend went on stealing everything from her right under her husband after he tossed her to the side and stripped her of her authority. "If you are truly my granddaughter, you will start building up your circle the moment you reach the north. It doesn’t matter that you’re a Blackwell. There will be people willing to be on your side."
"Hmmm. You’ve taught me well enough about building a circle. I won’t let you down grandmother. You and I should have a day out. The previous one ended too quickly. All I can think about now is those pastries," Amelia licked her lips.