Chapter 75
"There’s so much to do before I leave. Ugh," Amelia rubbed her temple to relieve herself of stress. "I need a book to write down everything I have to do. I don’t want to leave anything out and then constantly think about it in the north. First, I need some food. I cannot function without food. Gina, I’m going straight to the kitchen instead!"
"Thank goodness," Gina stopped walking at a fast pace so that Amelia and Cyrus could catch up to her. "The cook will allow me to eat if you request it. It doesn’t offer the servants food after the time for it has passed. The head maid instructed him not to. Honestly, my stay here without you two might be much better if that woman is no longer around."
"She has not quit after dealing with the northerners so I highly doubt she is going anywhere," Amelia said to Gina’s dismay. "You only need to stay by my grandmother’s side. She will shield you from the head maid as I have. You will be fine," Amelia held Gina’s hand.
"We should be more worried about you going to the north. Cyrus," Gina looked at the man beside Amelia. "You better protect her well or I will travel to the north and kick your ass for failing to do so. She is the Blackwell’s precious princess. No harm must come to her if you wish to live to see another day."
"You need to work on the way you try to threaten someone," Cyrus brushed off her words. He knew she was just being protective of Amelia but her words were far from being threatening. If they were going to leave Gina with a lot of responsibility, from this moment on she needed more confidence in the way she spoke, and her threats needed to scare someone.
"I can seriously threaten someone. I do it every day when the other servants try to eat my food. I am only being playful with you because I know you will not harm her but with anyone else, I will make them regret living. Like Killian Bune," she whispered as they walked by northern guards.
Little did she know they could hear her even when she was whispering. Perhaps, she wouldn’t have mentioned Killian if she knew that.
"Gina, let’s not mention him outside of my room. We don’t want his men to think you would seriously harm him," Amelia awkwardly chuckled, attempting to make it seem like Gina was joking as northerners had set their eyes on them. ’If only I could tell you about demons but you would freak out too much,’ she thought.
"I’m speaking softly, Amelia. I swear I wish I could just kill Killian for-"