<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 125%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">House of Cadell<br/>Lady in Waiting</span></span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130430235600/wiki-amistad/es/images/thumb/0/02/Scarlet_by_skipta-d5h1tgb.jpg/180px-Scarlet_by_skipta-d5h1tgb.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Lady Amena Aeide</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Amena desperately wanted the tournament to be over for the day and was glad there was only one joust left. Sir Abel and Sir Richard. She didn't know Sir Richard all that well, but she had been around Sir Abel a few times. He was rather the gentleman, and she liked him well enough.<br/><br/>Amena wanted to simply have a moment alone with the Queen and tell her all that happened before Edward could. She hoped he would give her that chance. She was tense, though she tried to relax. She doubted she seemed any different to anyone else around her, though the Queen probably noticed the tension between her and Edward, if her curious eyes were any indication. It was a small thing no one else would notice except for maybe Edward and Amena, as they spent the most time around Ines. The Queen would be so disappointed in her and Amena's eyes turned a little glassy at that thought, though she kept her stern expression.<br/><br/>Amena watched Hector's display unblinkingly, not even a smile had crept upon her face--though Edward had thrown out a jest towards the man. Usually Amena would have let the slightest of smirk grace her face, but not in this mood she was in. She was terribly upset with what her future might bring. What would she do if she could not remain a Lady in Waiting? Amena knew that, if she weren't married to Yakari, she would throw herself off the cliff. Most might view that as an extreme reaction, but she doubted they would think so if they knew anything about her life. Even with now being Yakari, the idea was a bit tempting. She mentally shook her head of those thoughts, waving over a servant for a cup of ale. She downed it without restraint, as she usually did at tournaments. It was something many thought was a bit funny, as Lady Amena was so reserved--except when it came to alcohol.<br/><br/>She could out drink most men and still hold her wits about her. Something many of the guards of the castle thought was extremely amusing as Amena secretly participated in drinking matches. It was a secret that stayed under lock and key, as many knew Amena would likely have those guards let go immediately if they spread that particular activity. Edward, of course, knew about it--but like the guards, he did not speak to others of it.<br/><br/>She watched Hector's retreat with emotionless eyes, holding her cup up for the servant to refill.<span style="color: #BF0000">"He's quite the character, isn't he, your majesty?"</span>Amena said, realizing that her lack of commentary was likely unusual. She tried to keep her voice light, though it likely came out more bored and flat than anything. She gave a small smile in effort to soften her words.