"Killian, if you're planning to take me out in the woods to kill me, I would prefer if you do it inside the house. The weather will make me freeze to death before you can kill me. Can you please slow down?" Amelia requested as she wasn't quick enough to move around like he was.
She wasn't used to this cold air like he was and with each step she took it felt like her foot would freeze each time she lifted it.
"Your kingdom gets snow," Killian reminded her. There was no reason for her to be this bad at walking around in the snow.
"Once a year and it is not as bad as it is on this mountain. I will need to wear two coats when winter comes. There is already so much snow right here," Amelia said, looking around at the white clouds on the ground. "Help me," she held out her hand to him.
Killian didn't move and continued to watch her try pulling her feet out of the snow after she stepped into a hole the snow was covering. "You can do it," he cheered her on.
