"Why can't I visit the castle when my dear uncle has requested my presence? Do not forget that I am also a royal, Amelia. I heard you had a run-in with the king of the north yesterday. How was he?" Asked Fraser.
"Like a king who goes out and fights his own battles. Excuse me but I was taking a stroll before you arrived. If there's nothing else you have to say, goodbye," she continued walking. Amelia had no idea where she was going but anywhere away from Fraser was a good start.
"You didn't answer my question about the northern king."
"I thought I did when I said he fights his own battles. Pardon me for not asking him more about himself when I was scared for my life. Next time I run into him I will sit him down and write a book about his life for you. Are we done?" Amelia stared up at Fraser who towered over her.
