Chapter 43
"More than you can ever imagine, dear. I might teach you some of my tricks if you behave well today," said Margaret.
"I have not heard you say that since I was ten years old. Oh, they have the ones with the cream on the inside," Amelia’s eyes lit up at the sight of her favorite pastry. "Let’s get some before they sell out grandmother."
"I am starting to regret bringing you to where there are countless sweet things. Keep your eyes peeled for danger. If anything seems out of place get us out of here immediately," Margaret advised her guards. She did not care much about herself being attacked but Amelia was a different story.
Amelia had a target on her from Fraser, the king’s mistress, and the men in court. However, Margaret did not want Amelia to live in fear of what others were plotting. Amelia only needed to be cautious and have a good group of guards around her. There were too many royals who lost their sanity from continuously looking over their shoulder from the fear a relative wished to kill them. Amelia was going to be added to that list.
"Grandmother, are you okay?" Amelia’s voice snapped Margaret out of her thoughts. "I have been calling you for a while now. Do you want to go somewhere else instead of getting pastries? We might break the baker’s heart if we do."
"There is no need, Amelia. I was thinking about something else and became lost in thought. We should share a pastry to not overeat before we go to the next stall. One of your finest pastries," Margaret told the baker.
Amelia’s mouth watered at the thought of tasting the sweet cream in the warm pastry. Gina would cry if she were to learn that Amelia was enjoying treats without her.
"We meet again, Princess."
Amelia’s body froze when she heard a familiar voice in her ears. She looked around to find the source of it but she could not pinpoint where it came from because of the crowd surrounding her.