"This ended quickly before it could even start. There's no way I am walking around with blood on my dress. I'm going home," Amelia began to stand up on her own.
It was disappointing that their time out would have to end quickly like this but there was nothing she could do. A couple of blood had stained the lower end of her dress and some had splattered towards her face.
"I can hear water. You can get cleaned up and I will get you a new dress for us to continue. If we leave things here without you getting the chance to have more fun, I get the feeling you will be angry with me for much longer."
"Well obviously," she dusted off her clothes. Amelia leaned to the side to look at the men Killian killed. Only the man who spoke earlier was alive. "You broke his leg?" She looked at Killian.
