<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/>When Amena and Yakari were apart from the rest of the group, Amena's frustration was obvious. "I am not hotheaded nor am I off my tracks as Sir Gregorio so claims!" she snarled out, her fists wrapped in her skirts as she walked. To be honest, her feelings were hurt even though she probably shouldn't have taken any stock in the knight's words. "Why am I the one who is hotheaded? I decide to speak my mind for once and I'm the one who does not know her place? My place is where ever I damn well please!" she growled out. She was speaking less to Yakari and more to herself, but her husband had not said much to her this morning.<br/><br/>She stopped her walking for a moment, turning quickly to face Yakari with flaming cheeks and a pout. "Am I hotheaded?" she asked him suddenly. She was far more upset than she likely should have been, but it was a far cry from the cowering and weeping she had done the prior day. She still looked rather in shambles though, with her hair a little messy and her dress still out of sorts. She seemed to become aware of herself and straightened, looking about as if she were scandalized. She smoothed her skirts and bit her lip, "I'm a mess. I can't be seen like this, I can't..." she muttered, trying to best to straighten herself.