<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/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00"><br/><br/>“...But at that time I didn't understand what it means if a girl is looking at you all the time. I thought maybe I looked strange, that it was my unruly hair or something was wrong with my clothes. I even checked them to see if there was something not as it should have been," </span></span></span>Yakari said and Amena could hear the lilt in his voice that told her that he was rather amused. Amena gave a bashful smile though Yakari likely could not see it,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000"> "Oh no, Yakari, everything was as it should have been, and even now you are more perfect than before..."</span></span>she said silkily. Yakari turned her, pulling her against him, her breasts pressed against his hard chest causing her breath to leave her in surprise.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"It is strange. All those years I had been living at the end of the world with my uncle, no ladies near and far, where I could have practiced my seducing skills, only a few maids to teach me the basics of ...ahem...the basics. But it looks like wherever I went at Ipale the women were falling for me. I must be some natural talent. Maybe I should offer myself to the queen as her secret weapon to get all houses bound to the throne by wooing all the ladies..." </span></span></span>Amena gave a playful pout, her possessiveness coming out a bit as she turned Yakari flat on his back and mounted him, her hands holding his wrists above his head, her hair a curtain around their faces as she bent over, their noses almost touching. Her green eyes peered deep into his amused blue ones,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000"> "You will do no such thing," </span></span>she said, her voice soft steel.<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"You are mine Yakari Aeide and the only wooing you will do will be of me."</span></span>With that she closed the distance between them to give him a kiss, her tongue demanding entrance.<br/><br/>While they both knew he was only teasing, a part of Amena had rebelled against the thought of Yakari wooing any other women. She was far more jealous than she likely realized and while it was all fun in games, she had instinctively desired to assert her claim upon Yakari. He was hers and no one else's. Her hands let go of his wrists, slowly dragging down his arms to his chest, her nails gently scraping as she went.