Amelia spent the rest of the day getting better acquainted with other nations: she helped Italy cook pasta, wrangled a rouge spider that got out of Australia's room, fixed a bug in Estonia's laptop, and assisted Spain in the garden. All throughout the busy manor, she was able to properly introduce herself to everyone else. Many of the nations had grown fond of her and really enjoyed her company, including nations who had some pretty bias perceptions of Americans. 

They all really liked that she was well-educated but also open-minded, as it helped them be more human than they were used to being. Around her, they expressed what they liked to do and what they thought of current events. They got to show their true beliefs and morals without fear of judgment. They were themselves around her, not a personification.

Amelia loved all of them but especially grew fond of the younger nations and other females, which meant little Liechtenstein really held a place in her heart. After hours of introductions and craziness, Amelia felt exhausted. Not long after dinner, she had bid everyone goodnight and went to her room. She grabbed her towel, shampoo, body wash, razor, underwear, and silk bathrobe. 

Going down the hall to the large shower area, Amelia turned on the scolding hot water and began to shower. She sang sweetly as the water ran, her voice like a siren's call. It was clear, crisp, and just utterly beautiful. Unknown to her, it was traveling through the vents and into the billiards room.

Matthew, Ivan, Arthur, Ludwig, Francis, Kiku, Yao, Feliciano, Lovino, Gilbert, and Antonio were all in there, drinking and having a wonderful time. Since Amelia's arrival, they had found themselves being more in tune with their own selves. When her voice began to ring around the room, all their chatter stopped.

"She always has such a wonderful voice," Matthew commented as he sunk another striped ball. Handing the pool cue to Gilbert, he sighed contently as their hands slightly brushed.

"She's a very intelligent woman, I'm honored to have met her," Arthur added with a content smile as he sipped his scotch.

"It's a shame that she's human, aru. I beautiful lady like her would make a fine nation," Yao finished his drink and stood up, "I am beginning to get tired, I shall go to bed,"

"I wirr join you, China-san. I am arso very tired from today's activities," Kiku finished. He and Yao walked out of the room, bidding them all a swell night. Feliciano and Lovino stood next, finishing their glasses of wine.

"We better turn in too, tomorrow I plan on going hiking,"

"Ve~ I plan to catch up with Ms. Hungary. We haven't spoken since that last summit. Luddy~ are you coming to bed too~" Germany downed the rest of his beer quickly and nodded.

"Ja, ja Italy. I'm coming, Gute Nacht everyvon," Germany waved as he took Italy's waist, making Romano scoff.

"Oh Lovi~ we should get to bed too~" Spain winked, making the younger groan.

"Just shut up and follow me, tomato bastard," Lovino sighed as Antonio followed him happily, skipping down the hall like a child. One by one, all the nations left for bed until it was only Russia and Canada in the room. It was quiet at that point, Amelia having left the shower. Matthew sunk the eight ball, winning his sixth game in a row. Downing the rest of his whiskey, he sighed.

"Something troubles you comrade?" Matthew looked at Ivan with a sad stare, lowering his head as he began to put away the pool equipment.

"Russia, have you ever felt love for someone you knew could never love you back?" Russia immediately thought of Amelia, smiling softly.

"Da, but love is a hard thing for us nations to have,"

"What if that someone you loved was a nation, what then eh?" Russia paused for a moment, sighing deeply.

"Then it's best to tell that person before they find someone who won't love them as much as yourself. Expressing your emotions in a good way will help them understand your feelings," Russia sadly smiled as he looked to his vodka, "I used to love Lithuania, but I could never express my affection in normal ways. When he ran off and 'became one' with Poland, I was very hurt,"

"Heartbreak does hurt, doesn't it?"

"Da, that is why I went crazy for a long time. I was driven mad by my thoughts. All the 'what if's' and 'what could have been's' combined with my loneliness drove me insane. When I was finally able to get control of myself again, I asked France to help me. He taught me how to show affection in acceptable ways. The next person I catch feelings for will receive the correct kind of affection," Ivan looked to Matthew sadly, "because nothing hurts more than knowing you missed a chance at happiness,"

((legit teared up writing that bit cause it's just so true))

Matthew was quiet for a minute, processing everything Ivan had just said in his head. Nodding, Matthew smiled to the elder nation. The two had shared a personal moment that not many nations had the luxury to experience.

"Thank you, Ivan,"

"Anytime, Matvey," Russia stood up and finished the last of his bottle, throwing it in the recycling bin by the door and bidding the Canadian goodnight.

When Amelia woke up the next day, it was barely sunrise. Perfect for her morning meditation and yoga! Getting out of the amazingly warm bed, quickly made it, and she undressed from her nightwear. She pulled out one of her work out outfits and slipped it on. Putting her nightwear on her bed nicely, she pulled her hair in a ponytail.

Taking her yoga mat from the drawer, she walked down the hall towards the workout studio. When she got there, she saw Yao trying to touch his toes and Ivan trying to stretch him. Amelia chuckled at the sight, getting the two of the elders' attention. Ivan blushed and instantly let go of Yao, propelling the elder backward with a painful plop.

"Aiya," Yao groaned as he sat up, rubbing his lower back.

"I see you two are up early, need some help again Mr. Yao?" Amelia walked towards them with a bright smile. Ivan stood up as she knelt beside Yao and put a hand on his back, "just do what I instruct, ok?"

"Shí," Yao replied with a determined look on his face. Amelia nodded and held Yao's foot with her free hand. Before she could start, she felt the muscles going up Yao's spine. She quirked her brow and laid him on his belly. Ivan took out his phone and began to record what was happening.

"Mind if I look at your back, Mr. Yao?" he shook his head, so Amelia lightly lifted his shirt. Her eyes widened when she saw the massively jagged scar running along his back. She lightly brushed it, noticing Yao wince at her touch. She instantly retracted her hand, "sorry," she whispered.

"It is ok, aru. The scar is old, but still aches sometimes," Amelia rubbed his chicken bones, gently massaging them. Working her way down, she loosened the tensed muscles. Yao hummed in pleasure as Amelia massaged him, feeling his nerves go limp and relaxed. Once she was done, she put him in a sitting position. One of her hands was gently on his lower back and the other was holding Yao's feet firmly.

"Take a deep breath in and stretch your back and arms fully upwards," Yao did as told, feelings his bones crinkle as he did so, "now let the breath out very slowly and descend at the same time," Yao once again followed Amelia's instructions, this time finding it easier to move. Both he and Ivan were shocked when Yao actually brushed the tip of his toes. He basically sat right up and squealed, startling Ivan into nearly dropping his phone.

"I did it, aru!" he cheered as he turned to Amelia, "how did you know what to do?"

"With how tensed your muscles were, you were going to pull something if you didn't relax. Also, stretching is deeply connected with breathing. When your breath and body move in sync your mind is sure to follow. If you think you can do it, you can. Nothing's impossible," Yao jumped up and began to run out.

"I have to tell Yong-Soo that I touched my toes!" The Chinese man ran out of the room, making the two others laugh. Ivan stopped recording and went to the barre, stretching his legs. Amelia smiled as she began her meditation and yoga workout, managing to catch Ivan staring every now and again.

Just when she was about to wrap up, Ivan came over to her and offered his hand. Amelia was a little shocked by this but chuckled.

"Would you care to be my partner in a pas de deux, my dearest Amelia?" Ivan asked smoothly. Amelia rolled her eyes but took his hand anyway. He queued up a speaker and Amelia immediately recognized it as the  pas de deux from 'The Nutcracker'

Having danced this duet before, Amelia instantly got on rhythm. It surprised Ivan on how flexible she was and made him laugh mentally that he hand about eight inches on her height-wise. But he still danced his heart out with her, the two of them moving like a flowing stream of water. Their swift movements were fluid as they danced as if they were out of a fairytale.

It was as if they had already danced this together before...Once upon a time...

https://youtu.be/qy6dlGpC3Ns

((^ This is the dance ^))

After they finished, both of them were breathing heavily. Amelia smiled as she let go of Ivan's hand, blushing darkly. Ivan was also blushing and rubbed his neck, messing with his scarf.

Both of them were unaware of two yaoi lovers videotaping them from the hallway.

"For a big guy like yourself, you're light on your feet. Those were the most amazing ballet skills I've ever seen," Amelia admitted shyly.

"You were not bad yourself, da? Especially considering you were not wearing pointe shoes," Amelia wiggled her toes and giggled cutely. Ivan grabbed a sweat towel and slung it over his shoulders, "I am going to freshen up, perhaps we can exercise again later?"

"What kind?"

"Roderich has a pool in the basement. You like to swim, da?" Amelia nodded and rolled up her yoga mat, "great! We can swim after lunch!"

"Sure thing!" just then, Amelia's tummy rumbled loudly. She blushed darkly as he held her stomach, making Ivan burst out laughing.

"Why don't you go eat, Amelia? I will meet you in the kitchen once I am finished," Ivan walked out, waving to Amelia. The scrambling of footsteps was heard, but Amelia didn't look up. She was too busy steadying her heartbeat as she saw his rippling muscles flex with every movement. 

Holy fuck he's so fucking sexy

Smacking her face a few times, she finally left the studio and went to the kitchen. When she got there, she began to brew some coffee. She searched the kitchen for stuff to make her normal, healthy breakfast but didn't find the exact ingredients. She worked with what she had and improvised, combining stuff she knew would taste good.

She made a smoothie with some plain yogurt, cherries, a shot of wheatgrass juice, oats, and leftover diced pear from last night's dessert. Upon blending it up, the aroma was very pleasant. The fruit gave off a sweet smell that could put any perfume to shame. She poured two large glasses, hoping to share her new breakfast creation with Ivan.

At that point, the coffee machine beeped. She turned off the pot to assure it didn't burn and began to search the cabinets for a mug. She groaned when she saw they were located above the sink, so she jumped up. Using her knees to balance on the sink, she tried to grab a mug.

However, she lost her balance, yelping as she tumbled backward. She expected to hit the harsh, cold tile. But, she didn't. Instead, she fell into something soft and warm. Something brushed against her nose, making her sneeze cutely. When she looked up, she saw Ivan above her, smiling.

"Uhhh,"

"You must be more careful, Amelia. I would hate for you to get hurt," he set her on the counter as he grabbed two mugs. He gave one to her as he poured vodka into his own, causing Amelia to laugh.

"Vodka this early in the morning?"

"Da, it gives me the energy I need to deal with all the bullshit," Ivan poured his coffee and gestured for Amelia to give him her mug. She laughed and did so, letting him pour her coffee. He filled her medium-sized mug completely, both of them clinking their mugs together and sipping, "Großer Schwarzer?" Ivan was amused that Amelia could drink a large amount of something this strong.

"I like my coffee how I like my men: strong, robust, and smooth,"

"I thought you were going to say black," Ivan mused as he drank his drink. Amelia chuckled as she sipped hers.

"I take them any color, my heart doesn't discriminate," At that point, Francis walked in with a groggy Arthur close behind. Francis smiled at them as he prepared his breakfast, feeling the love growing between the two. When Austria had everyone gathered at the table, he made some announcements.

"It is supposed to be very cold today, so if jou are going outside please vear varm clothes. My staff us far too busy to cook lunch for us, so I vould like to see if zere are uny volunteers," Italy was about to answer when Amelia piped up.

"I'll cook lunch," many of the nations turned to her. They didn't know what to say but also didn't want to argue. So as they finished up breakfast, Amelia got straight to work on planning lunch. She saw that many of the nations were outside, playing in the fresh snow. So she decided on making a soup for them.

After surveying the kitchen, she decided to make tomato soup with fresh garlic croutons. She began to prepare the ingredients on the counter: butter, olive oil, onions, crushed garlic, minced garlic, basil, sweet red peppers, tomatoes, cream, vegetable broth, and a spice blend of salt, pepper, sugar, and chopped basil. Adding butter and a thin coat of olive oil in a pan, she sauteed the onions, crushed garlic, sweet red peppers, and tomatoes. In a large pot, she poured the vegetable broth and heavy cream, letting them come to a mild boil. Pouring the solid contents of the pan into the pot, she used an immersion blender to combine the food. Adding the spice mixture little by little, she then put the cover on and set it to low heat to let the flavor set.

She then searched the kitchen for potato bread, but upon finding only potato rolls she improvised. She cubed the rolls and put them in a bowl with the remaining butter and minced garlic, mixing them up nicely. She then spread them across a sheet pan and put them in the oven, baking them until lightly brown.

The aroma wafted through the house, enveloping the nations in comfort. As some nations came from outside, the smell held the warmth they craved. When Amelia called for lunch, most of them bolted to the table with eager smiles. Some nations refused to show their excitement, but you could tell by their eyes that they were just as happy. Amelia served each nation with a generous bowl of soup and croutons, allowing everyone to be served first. Amelia began to head to the kitchen to clean when Eliza stopped her.

"Amelia, won't you dine with us?"

"In a bit, see I kinda was tasting my dish the entire time so I'm not that hungry. I was just going to clean up the kitchen a bit before I come back and eat. You all can start without me," Amelia smiled happily and went to the kitchen. Prussia took a huge bite, instantly turning red.

"It's hottttt!!!" he squealed as he sipped some water, making everyone laugh at the dramatic display of pain from the albino. They all looked to the bowl below them, some waiting for it to cool. When they did try the food, the spices and aroma made some nearly faint.

"Zis is vonderful!" Roderich wasn't one to happily shout, but he couldn't help himself. Lilli, who had been outside skiing with Basch, especially took a liking to the meal.

But one nation in particular completely froze: Vietnam

When she tried the dish, a flashback had started, making her drop her spoon.

Thunder and lightning crashed around her as she tried to keep people aboard the tiny boat. The rough water created waves that caused many of them to get sick, making the raft smell ten times worse than it already did. They had been on their raft for ten days and had no water, food, or bathing supplies. 

Even though she was the personification for the Vietcong, she didn't wish for things to get this far. To have her citizens fleeing her like this broke her heart. As soon as everyone was stable, she closed her eyes and tried to get some much-needed rest. By the time she awoke, the storm had passed. She sat up and stretched, finding most of the people waving in a random direction.

A large cargo ship was coming into view. The cargo ship came closer to them, its horn signaling they saw them. They all cheered, they were finally being rescued! When the ship picked them up, the refugees found that the ship belonged to America. Many of the crew members were kind to them. They offered the use of their showers and spare clothing but most importantly was food. After a much-needed shower, Lien sat at a table. A bowl of red liquid was placed in front of her, along with a spoon.

She took a bite and dropped the utensil. It was so good that everything around her stopped. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

Amelia noticed Lien acting strangely, so she put a hand on her shoulder.

"Are you alright?" a kind lady asked. Vietnam looked and saw kind blue eyes.

"Lien?" a voice echoed. She blinked a few times and saw that Amelia had called her name. Those same blue eyes were holding the same kindness. Lien saw it, her mind was flickering between memory and reality. She shook her head, noticing everyone staring at her. She coughed timidly and attempted to smile.

"I'm sorry, it was so good I dropped my spoon," she laughed weakly as she picked up the spoon again. Amelia giggled at her and stood up straight.

"I'm happy you like it!" she commented cheerfully as she walked to her seat. Lien's eyes widened again.

"I'm happy you like it!" in such a happy, sweet tone. The tone of someone who cares about another.

Yao and the others knew she was having a flashback. After lunch was over, the East Asians took her aside.

"Lien, what happened aru?"

"It was unbelievable!" Lien shouted quietly.

"What was?" Hyung-Soo asked worriedly.

"Amelia, she sounded so much like someone else. Do you remember when I left Vietnam with some refugees?"

"How could we forget, your leaders kept harassing us," Cheng retorted.

"We were rescued by an American ship that was hauling military cargo. They offered us showers, clothes, and food. The soup Amelia made was what I had that day! It is like history was repeating itself! I see it so much clearer now! Her face, her voice, her everything is a carbon copy of the woman who fed us way back then!"

"What are you suggesting, da-ze?"

"I'm saying there's something we don't know about Amelia!"

"Now hord on a second, are you saying Ameria-chan is immortar?"

"No, I'm saying she must be a reincarnation or something! Because there's no way she's the same girl back then! Other than us, what other immortals are there?" the other East Asians began to think, not being able to come up with anything.

"Perhaps Amelia is a child of the woman you met?" Yao suggested, the rest nodding.

"Perhaps, I guess we shouldn't judge so harshly. She has been very kind to us," Lien took a deep breath, "I think I am going to rest for a while," she walked off to her room, still thinking of Amelia.

Ludwig, Feliciano, Antonio, Lovino, Arthur, Francis, Gilbert, and Mathias had gone to the pool after lunch, not wishing to lose the warmth Amelia's yummy food had given them. Ivan was sitting in a chair, tapping his fingers worriedly. Prussia walked up to him, cocking his eyebrow.

"Vhat us up vith jou?"

"I am just waiting for Amelia," Ivan explained as he began to fidget with his scarf.

"Are jou planning on vearing ze scarf in ze pool?"

"I do not plan to swim much, you know I refuse to take my scarf off," Ivan basically growled, winding his scarf around his neck a few more times. That's when Amelia walked in, her bikini showing off her body in all the right ways.

"Sorry, it took me so long, Ivan," both nations looked at her, their breaths catching in their throats. Amelia's flat abs and miraculous curves were really shown off. Nobody realized how large her chest was until they saw her in the bikini, her having always covered up.

Ivan loved the bikini: he loved the color, he loved the style, but above all loved the pattern. The sunflowers covering the bikini were beautiful, just like the woman wearing them. The other nations took notice of Amelia's swimsuit, making them quite uncomfortable. They all had to leave because their swimsuits were becoming a little too tight for their liking. Prussia was included in that bunch, blushing darkly as he covered his boner with his towel.

It was only Ivan and Amelia in the pool area now, making her begin to tear up. Ivan took immediate notice in her sadness and ran up to her, gently grabbing her shoulders.

"What is wrong, Amelia?"

"Do I look that bad?" she looked down at her body, quivering. Ivan was taken aback, she didn't look at all. In fact, she looked too good.

"Nyet! Not at all! You look amazing!"

"Then why did they all leave?"

"Because they are gross," Ivan hugged Amelia closely, rubbing her back. Amelia sniffed and snuggled into his chest, making him blush. After a while of crying, she set down her towel and phone. Taking a deep breath as she fixed her top, she turned back to Ivan.

"Sorry about that, this is why I don't wear bikinis often," Amelia began walking over to the pool. She sat down and dipped her feet in, humming at the warmth. Ivan was quick to join her, sitting right by her side.

"It is no problem, I am sure it is only because they didn't want to seem rude,"

"Well, they failed at that,"

"It is a different kind of rude, Amelia. They respect you a lot but cannot control themselves," 

"What do you mean by that?" he pointed down, making Amelia blush very darkly and cover her face, "holy shit," Ivan chuckled at her embarrassment, tapping her back. Amelia pulled out her ponytail and quickly began to braid it. She then hopped into the water, not realizing she jumped in the deep end. Her body was quickly immersed in water, making her pop up just as fast.

"Move over, I will join you,"

"Don't you want to take your scarf off first?" Amelia asked with a small smile. Ivan tightly clutched it, looking away. Amelia sensed the hesitation and put a hand on his knee, "sorry, Ivan. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's ok if you wear it, I get it," Amelia began to backstroke, letting Ivan hop in. 

Swimming over to her, Ivan gently lifted her up and twirled her around. Not expecting the sudden jolt, she clasped her arms around his neck. The two laughed happily as they played in the pool for about an hour, not knowing Vietnam was watching them. She had gotten exceedingly curious about Amelia after lunch. So she just wanted to observe her for a bit. 

When Ivan finally got out, Amelia joined him. They each wrapped a towel around each other and left the area. They were still smiling at each other before Amelia realized she was missing something. She began to pat herself, groaning.

"What troubles you, Amelia?"

"I left my phone in the pool area. Imma go grab it real quick," Amelia ran back to the warm area and looked around. She walked up to the table to grab her phone when she saw bubbles in the pool. They weren't the bubbles that came from the filter, they looked like bubbles from a person gasping for air. She lightly ran to the pool edge to see a body squirming in the deep end of the pool. 

Suddenly, the body just stopped moving. Amelia realized it was Lilli, who she knew couldn't swim. Ripping off her towel and dropping her phone, she kicked off her slippers and dove in. Vietnam quickly approached the pool, noticing the severity of the situation. She knelt by the poolside, waiting for Amelia's head to pop out of the water. When she did, she was holding Lilli tightly.

"Hand her to me, Amelia!" Lien shouted, holding out her arms. Amelia passed Lilli to her and hoisted herself out of the pool. Laying Lilli on her back, she tilted her head up and listened to her breathing. When she realized Lilli wasn't breathing, she turned to Lien.

"Go get somebody, Lien. She isn't breathing, I'll start CPR," Amelia demanded calmly as she started chest compression. Lien didn't argue and ran off, bumping into Ivan along the way. Lien found the Germanic crew, plus Hungary, in the parlor area. They were sipping tea and conversing, Ludwig and Gilbert had gotten dressed.

"Lien, what is wrong?" Hungary asked. The other nations looked at her worriedly.

"Lilli fell in the pool. Amelia jumped in and got her. She's currently giving her CPR, but I don't know what happened. She just told me to go get somebody," Basch jumped up and ran out, along with everyone else.

All while this was happening, Ivan had gone back to the pool area. He was doing whatever he could to help Amelia, whether it was bringing over towels or just standing back. After three minutes of CPR, Lilli coughed up water and shot up. Amelia was quick to pat her back and wrap her in one of the towels Ivan had gotten for her.

"Lilli, are you ok?" she asked softly, a little out of breath herself. The pool room was fairly hot, the humidity basically suffocating. Amelia rubbed Lilli's back softly, letting the smaller catch her breath. When Lilli finally felt the air in her lungs, she began to speak.

"Thank you, Amelia. You saved me," Amelia quickly put her lips to Lilli's forehead, taking a deep breath.

"Ivan, could you get a bottle of water from the minibar, please?" Ivan nodded and stood up, going to the minibar, "you're running a slight fever, but after you hydrate yourself and rest for a bit you should be fine," Ivan came back with the water, cracking it open and handing it to Amelia. She then passed it to Lilli, helping her drink it slowly.

That's when the Germanic nations ran in, Gilbert slipping as he entered.

"Scheiße!" he yelled as he held his ankle, which was now sprained. Amelia looked up and got out of the way, letting Basch, Roderich, and Eliza near Lilli. She then walked over to Gilbert, who was being looked over by Ludwig. 

"Jou Dummkopf! Jou tvisted jour ankle!" Ludwig shouted, irritated. Amelia sighed and hoisted Gilbert on her back, surprising both Ivan and Ludwig.

"Take me to your room, dipshit?" Amelia asked playfully in a robotic voice, making Gilbert chuckle.

"I thought ut vas 'take me to jour leader, earthling,'" Gilbert questioned as Amelia walked off. She rolled her eyes and bumped him up a bit.

"That's the joke. Geez, you really are an idiot,"

"UN AWESOME IDIOT!!!" he corrected. Ludwig facepalmed and groaned, making Ivan chuckle and pat his back. Many nations watched Gilbert get carried by Amelia, giving anyone who saw it a good laugh. The albino blushed and hid his face in Amelia's bare neck, trying to still look awesome even though it was hopeless.

He was being carried by a 5'1 woman in a bikini, there was no way he was looking more awesome than embarrassed.

Matthew saw Gilbert on Amelia's back just as they entered Gilbert's room. She gently tossed him in his bed and turned around, bumping into the quiet Matthew.

"Careful, Mel. Do you want me to get the first aid kit?"

"Yes, thank you Mattie," Amelia turned back around and rolled up Gilbert's pant leg. She removed his boot and sock, surprised there was no horrible odor. After taking a good look at his ankle, she sighed, "seems like a minor sprain. Just give it a few days rest and you'll be good as new," Matthew returned with the first aid kit, as well as Ludwig.

"Here ya go, eh," Matt handed her the kit. Amelia began treating the wound while Ludwig, Gilbert, and Matthew watched.

"Is Lilli ok?" she asked as she wrapped the bandages tightly.

"Ja, she us fine. Danke, vithout jou ve vouldn't have known until it vas too late," Ludwig replied, "Basch us especially thankful. I am sure he vill personally thank jou later," Amelia cleaned up the remaining bandages and set Gilbert in bed.

"Good," she closed the first aid kit and stood up, "I'm glad she's ok," she then looked around the room, "dude, you're totally set up for gaming,"

"Ze awesome me loves videogames,"

"Well, since you're going to need to keep off your ankle for the next two or three days, feel free to invite me in. I'm a bit of a gamer myself," she waved happily and walked out of the room. Lien was still watching from a distance, smiling softly as she walked off.

When it was time for dinner, Amelia had changed into a simple, white jumpsuit, long, black cardigan, and plain, black flats. As she sat down, Basche cleared his throat and stood up. Holding out his glass of champagne, he smiled.

"This toast is to Amelia, thank you for saving Lilli earlier today. I owe you so much,"

Lilli hugged her as the entire table clapped.