Chapter 151
"Grandmother, don’t you think it would be wise for you to inform us of whatever secrets you know about the north? Has Amelia sent you something?" Fraser asked, less hurt about her having no hope for him and more curious about what secrets she knew.
If he was going to attack the north, he needed all of their secrets. This morning, invitations were sent to the castle by birds giving all the details about Amelia’s marriage to Killian and her getting crowned queen of the north. Fraser was in a rush to become king before Amelia would be queen.
Of course whatever Amelia knew about the north would be kept a secret or shared with their grandmother. She was becoming more of a traitor each day in Fraser’s eyes. Why was he the only one seeing her shadiness? It wouldn’t be surprising to him if Amelia was so desperate to sit on the throne in this kingdom that she would join sides with Killian.
"I am not giving you information for you to attack the north. Stop trying to paint Amelia out to be the villain and cancel any plans you are making to remodel the castle. We need to be offering aid to those who lost someone in this war. Our people won’t be happy to see you interested in clothes and not comforting them for their losses. We lost good men in this fight. The people will be next to storm the castle if you do not act like a king," said Margaret.
"I am acting like a king for moving forward with getting rid of our enemy. The people want justice, grandmother. You and Amelia have fallen for that man’s tricks. Of course, you women would. I’m sure it’s amusing for him to see how easy it was to get Amelia to obey his words. Admit it that Amelia is wrapped up with that man that she is not thinking about her people. I was informed of that man going inside her room and then there was that northern dog outside her door."
Margaret contemplated slapping Fraser again but knew it would do no good. She blamed herself for not being more involved in his life just as she was with Amelia. Since she never considered his mother to be her family, she hardly considered Fraser to be her grandson since he did not share her blood. Fraser had the blood of her trifling late husband and his whore.
Margaret shook her head. "I was left to watch over you as king and I will not back up any of these plans you have. This kingdom will not go to war with the north and it is final. If you were studying as you should be, you would know the important role Leonard plays in the castle. That is why no matter how much my son hated him, Richard kept him in the castle. Grow up quickly and stop acting a fool before you find yourself with a sword pointed at your neck."
Fraser clenched his fist. This was why he did not want his grandmother to be ruling behind him. She did not see his vision for this kingdom. Letting the Blackwell name be feared once again. With his plans, the north would think twice before ever trying to invade them. He would march his way into the north and take their throne as his own. Fraser envisioned himself as the king who would bring the kingdom back to its former glory.