Soft skin heated with a blush under her fingertips and Minali found a soft sigh escaping her lips. Right, terrible idea. Her tongue moistened her lips and then she slowly dropped her hand, though she remained standing too close, looking down into Amelia's eyes.<br/><br/>"Do you? Tell me then, what temper is this prince? Will he be annoyed at having to pay twice to have you at his side? Will he be enraged we dare capture his beloved? Or will he understand this is... business." Minali hesitated for just a heartbeat over the last word. There was hardly a flicker in her eyes, but her fingers curled into a fist and then were forceably relaxed at her side. The temptation to play with those beautiful blonde curls, to slide her fingers over more of that soft skin was hardly businesslike. It was rather distracting as well, since instead of making plans, her mind kept turning back to her enchanting captive.<br/><br/>Of course she knew nobles bought and sold their wives and daughters from each other, so she didn't expect Amelia to know overly mch about her betrothed. Still she had spoken as if she was informed, which could mean they were attached. Then again it really was about the measure of the man. He could worry for her safety and pay more, or he could be furious at the insult to himself and try to fight them. Still, ransom usually went pretty well and was often worth a detour. Her lips curved in a smile again and she spoke her thoughts, "We shall see I suppose, in the mean time I enjoy the company. Come now are you all tied up and ready for dinner?"