Amelia's brows pulled together momentarily as she caught the captains' expression; although it was brief and covered quickly with a small smile,Amelia could have sworn that the look of regret was sincere. She shifted slightly on her feet and glanced down at the pile of her dresses as the captain redressed herself. New, confusing thoughts began to swirl around her mind as she considered the look in the captains' eyes. What was she regretting? And why was she singling her out and making her heart flutter with just a touch and a look?<br/>Amelia let out a small breath at the sound of the other womans' voice, but she dared not turn to look at her, for fear that she would be read like an open book. But she did not want to be rude, so she nodded and whispered a quiet thanks, just in time as the door clicked shut.<br/>For the first time since she was captured, Amelia felt a slight rush of relief wash over her like a wave washes over loose seashells on the beach. She was finally....safe....and withdrawn from Caspian and the captain and their devilish ways. Amelia took a ragged breath in and closed her eyes as she released it, allowing the weight and stress of the day thus far to fall off of her, as she slowly let the towel drop from her hands, landing with a soft plop on the ground by her feet. With her eyes open, she picked up her thin linen dress and tied the drawstring so the cloth loosely covered her shoulder, then she walked over to the pile of dresses and picked up a neutral colored corset, then slipped it on over her head to try to lace it up herself. After many frustrating attempts, though, Amelia took the corset off and set it back in the pile, then she picked up a coral colored dress and dressed herself.<br/>Although it was a plain dress, the lace on the half length sleeves and along the neckline and the hem of her dress made it a bit more dressed up; as she finished tying the large bow, she couldn't help but think about her lover again.<br/>This had been his favorite dress of hers, because it "wasn't too plain, and it wasn't too fancy...it was just right."<br/>Amelia sighed softly and stared at the captains desk as her mind started to go back to the memories of their time together. He was a just a shopkeeper, and when he professed his love to her father via a letter, he was shut down immediately and was banned from even speaking to his daughter. She breathed in again and pushed the thoughts, the past away; there was nothing that she could do anymore. She could not bring her lover back and she certainly could not stop this wedding to the mysterious prince. It was hopeless.<br/>With a sharp breath, Amelia opened her eyes and forced herself to think about something else.<br/>She was not hopeless.<br/>Yes, she was captured by pirates, but that did not mean that she had to remain a captive. Perhaps if she found a pen and parchment, she could begin writing that letter the captain so nonchalantly talked about. So, with this newfound goal in mind, Amelia walked around the captains desk and began to open the drawers in search of the items. Instead, she found a letter opener.<br/>Her heart dropped for a moment as she had a realization. Perhaps she should take this and hide it on her person, just in case any of her crew try anything funny. Including her first mate. And the captain herself.<br/>Her stomach rolled at that thought though, and she quickly put the letter opener away; she could not in her right mind do something like that. Harm someone.<br/>Amelia shook her head as if to shake off the thoughts, then after a few more minutes of searching, she found what she was looking for, so she sat down and began to write her letter.