Amelia was more appalled by Tyrion walking holding the hand of the strange woman now that she knew there were savages in the palace.
'Am I going to lose him to one of those people?' Amelia wondered, horrified by this thought.
It couldn't be so.
Amelia thought the prince had lost his mind before when he was choosing Penelope over her, but now he must have truly lost it since he was walking with such a woman at his side.
'This isn't fair,' Amelia thought, stomping her foot on the ground.
With Penelope out of the way, it only made sense for Tyrion to turn to her, yet he was walking around with a strange woman.
Amelia gripped her dress. She had come too far to lose like this. To lose to a woman who didn't know how to act like a lady.
"Amelia," Ronan called out to his daughter. "Why is everyone staring at you? I told you to wait in the carriage."
