Amelia was tempted to smack him in the face with a book and see if that would do the trick to hurt him. "This conversation is over Killian," she said
"A shame. It was starting to get entertaining again. I hope you don't forget my suggestion. It might not seem like it but it is the most I have been tortured in years."
"Sure," Amelia replied in a sarcastic tone. "You just sound like a horny bastard. Where have you been all day?"
"You are starting to sound like a wife. I was cleaning out the castle for our wedding. Thought you would enjoy it being pest free. I deserve a kiss," said Killian.
"For doing something you are required to do? No," Amelia replied. She flipped through the book in her hand looking at the drawings her mother had. For the first time in years, she wondered when did her mother have time to draw and create characters for the stories she told. There were responsibilities as queen, a mother, and then her husband's affairs.
