<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Yakari Aeide</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/e502d570-9e84-4133-bfed-cd10f89cd1f5_zpsb0fae3ac.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Yakari put his arms around the frustrated Amena and pulled her into his body, giving her a soft kiss full of love. Amena was a hothead with a short fuse. Someone brushing her off the wrong way, made her act like a tornado. But he loved her for it and he knew as much as he had to learn when to speak and when to be silent, she had to learn to control herself at times.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You’ve got temperament and one better doesn’t make you angry, but I love you for it and that alone counts, sweetheart. It’s not a fault as much as me speaking out the truth is no fault. We both have to learn to control ourselves better, but it was obvious that Edward enjoyed our outbursts. Don’t let Gregorio’s or Alexander’s words get on your nerves. They are only words and honestly what else could they have said in front of Danielle and Marina? You don’t win the heart of a girl by admitting that you are the scum of earth and some lowly bastard. Maybe it helped to shake them up and act more mature.”</span><br/> <br/>When she tried to smooth her skirts, he kissed her again. It was the only way he knew to stop her gnawing on her lip.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You look wonderful, sweetheart, I could watch you all day. But I agree that it is not the stern look you like to display usually, so maybe I better accompany you to your room now and you call a servant to make up. The room of Lady Marina can wait some more minutes on you. I’ll have to wait all day for you too…”</span></div>