"Princess, shouldn't you have the decency not to watch me while I put on my shirt?" Killian asked.
Amelia continued to stare at him while he got dressed as she requested. "Yes but I am trying to figure out where you pulled that shirt from. You have no bag on you and I certainly did not see you carrying it. Was it magic or something?"
"Can you please stop calling it magic? Not even the witches call it that. Were you not taught to fold up your clothes nicely or did you never have to lift a finger?"
"I never had to lift a finger," Amelia honestly replied. She had no shame in stating that everything was done for her. That was life in the castle for you. "Don't you have someone who tends to you?"
"A doctor if my wounds are severe and I want them to heal faster but that's it. I am a grown man. Does your maid help you bathe?" Killian asked.
