"King Killian, since this is a time to be honest I have to let you know I never liked the idea I was being sent away to marry a foreign prince or whoever it is. I also do not like the suggestion that I marry you. I understand it can create a union between the two kingdoms but why would you want to make a Blackwell princess your queen or mistress?" Amelia asked.
"Mistress?" Killian chuckled. "I don't need one of those, princess. I am in need of a wife and there is a candidate standing before me. What was your name again?"
"You've got to be kidding me," Amelia's shoulders dropped. When she heard screams flooding the castle she wanted the topic to go back to what was important. "Please call off your men from attacking and we will have a proper discussion in the throne room."
