Chapter 278
"Stay close to Edith. You might be targeted to get to me. Your parents should be taken care of by now, right?" Amelia asked Gina, who was helping her get dressed for breakfast.
During the time Gina was away from Amelia, she was meant to get her family close to the castle so that when hell would literally break loose, they would be somewhere safe, and not run around panicking with everyone else.
"There are. One of the northerners escorted them to somewhere safe. I will stay by your side, so I will not cause you any trouble. If you do not know it already, a group of men came into the castle clad in armor. I didn’t see where they went, but I saw men from the court running around," said Gina.
Amelia looked at Killian, who once again sat in a chair, watching her get ready. "Did they look like men you have seen in the castle before? Castle guards?"
"No," Gina said, shaking her head. "They looked like a bunch of men from the town. Those groups who do bad jobs if you pay them enough. A few of them had scars on their faces. I did not want to stay in their path for long, so I came straight here."
"If they are going to attack us, why not use the castle guards when there are so many?" Amelia muttered.
Killian picked up another of the fresh grapes Gina brought in for them to snack on while Amelia got dressed. The castle had poor taste in many areas, but their fruit was always good. They could bring in anyone they liked. Fraser and those who followed him were still going to die.
It wouldn’t be long before the demon he placed on Cedric would make him lose his mind and die. Unless he was already dead? Killian had not seen Cedric or heard of him causing trouble.
"I am finished," Gina said, taking a step back to look over Amelia’s appearance. The blue and gold dress she picked out for this big day was better than she imagined. "You look beautiful. Should I tie up your hair?"
"No. I prefer it like this," Amelia replied, touching the long strands of her hair that fell over her shoulder. Instead of wearing her crown, she wore a golden chain in her hair that would be replaced by the Blackwell crown she planned to take from Fraser’s head later.
A knock at the door interrupted the moment. The door opened, revealing Edith, who looked pissed.
"My queen. King Killian," Edith greeted the pair. "There are priests here to escort you to the temple."