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Chapter Fifteen: Being Courted.

"You are very kind to Prince Oberyn's daughters," Ka mused walking with Amara in the shadows, he was surprised that she had been so welcoming to the Prince's daughters especially considering how their father treated her. He was rather amused with the fact that Amara didn't seem to care what her husband did and he had to admit that he was impressed that she was throwing a tantrum to get Oberyn to pay her attention.

The attentions of her husband seemed to be the last thing on her mind and Ka would never deny that he was pleased to hold them instead. He was nothing but a simple guard and she was the wife of one of the most dangerous men that he had ever known; he couldn't imagine just what Amara saw in him.

"It's the least that I can do," Amara replied, she might like Ka but she wasn't ready to share her plans with him; she was sure he understood since he didn't ask anymore. She was surprised how much she liked spending time with Ka and she liked that she didn't have to fight for his attention; he made her smile and she really liked that.

The two of them continued their walk with Herit only a little behind them, she had expressed her concern about Amara spending time with Ka but her worries had been brushed aside. Amara didn't see what the problem was, it wasn't like her husband paid her any mind and she wasn't doing anything that would be frowned upon entirely.

If Oberyn was allowed to entertain his mistress then Amara didn't see why she couldn't entertain Ka and enjoy his attention; she was certain that she wouldn't have Oberyn's affection anytime soon. Glancing behind him, Ka quickly took Amara's hand and pulled her out of sight; they hide behind a pillar for a moment before Ka kissed Amara.

"You look beautiful today," Ka whispered to her, he knew that Herit was lingering just out of sight pretending to give them some space; he was grateful for that even if he knew that Herit disliked him. He was sure many people would be upset with the idea that he was courting her attention; he didn't deserve someone like her and he doubted that Oberyn did either.

Amara blushed a little and looked down at their joined hands, she couldn't remember the last time that she had felt this; she had never thought that she would be distracted away from her marital duties. She glanced up at him as he cupped her face, she had a feeling that she wasn't going to regret allowing herself to grow close with Ka.

It was nice being the centre of his attention and he sent her small gifts whenever he could; she had never been treated like this by anyone before and it reminded her so much of what her father had told her of his courting of her mother. The sound of Herit clearing her throat made Amara sigh and she peeked up at Ka knowing that meant that they had to return to their walk.

Ka took her arm as they stepped back to the path, he glanced at Herit and noticed the frown that was on her face; he didn't have to ask to know how much she disapproved. They were acting like a young courting couple, something that they could never be especially with Amara being married; they would take what they could get right now.

"How was sparring with Lagos?" Amara asked curiously as they started walking again, she didn't care what anyone else thought about what she was doing. Sitting on one of the balconies above the gardens, Tyene frowned at the scene that she had just witnessed; she wondered if her father knew that his new wife was being courted by one of her guards.

"A letter from your brother, Your Grace," Herit said handing over the letter, she wasn't happy about what had happened that morning and she wished that they were alone so that she could dissuade Amara from her actions. The last thing that Herit wanted was for her to end up hurt, she was certain that her intentions with Ka would only see Amara hurt and she doubted very much that it would end well.

Picking up the letter, Amara hesitated for a moment knowing that whatever her brother had written to her about wasn't going to be easy for her to read. Slowly opening the letter, Amara took a deep breath staring down at the letter; she knew that she should have expected this sort of thing from Ammett sooner or later.

My dearest sister,

I am very pleased to announce the birth of my son, the heir to Fairmarsh… Antorn Cantrell. He is a very healthy boy and I am sure you are most pleased with the news of your nephew's birth.

Laerra and I are very pleased with his birth and the people here celebrate the birth of their future lord with large feasts and dances.

It has come to my attention, dear sister, despite all the Prince's attentions. You are still not with child and he will soon tire with you if you do not give him a legitimate child.

Find a way to please him dear sister. You must do you're duty for the sake of Fairmarsh.

Your Beloved Brother,

Lord Ammett of Fairmarsh

"Your Grace?" Herit asked curious about what Ammett might have written to his sister, it had been a long while since she had received a letter from home and she was sure that it was good news. They knew that Laerra had been very pregnant when they had left to come to the capital and she hoped all was well; she would not wish losing a child on anyone.

"My brother and his wife have welcomed a healthy baby boy… Antorn Cantrell, the future Lord of Fairmarsh," Amara informed Herit knowing that her lady would understand what that meant. She was happy for her brother and she wished her new nephew well but it was a reminded that she had not done her duty; her brother seemed to have the wrong impression of her marriage as it was.

The fact that she remained very much untouched by her husband was an issue and she could only imagine what her brother would say if he knew. Antorn was named after their great-grandfather and Amara was sure that Ammett would have every honour bestowed on him; there would be no denying his place as the rightful heir to the family lands.

"That is most wonderful news, Lady Step-Mother," Tyene said with a smile, she had heard from Nymeria about Lord Ammett and she would not deny that she disliked what she had heard. Apparently, Lord Ammett was living outside of his means and since the marriage of Amara to Oberyn seemed to think he had the right to act as royalty himself.

Tyene wondered just what Ammett had hoped to achieve by marrying his sister to her father; she had found her lady step-mother to be most kind. After what she had seen that morning, Tyene wondered just what sort of game Amara was playing; she would not deny that she understood her decision to seek attention elsewhere. If her father was allowed to do so then Tyene saw no reason that Amara could not do the same as long as precautions were taken to ensure that any child that was born was that of her father's.

"Will you send a gift, Lady Step-Mother?" Tyene asked curious about what Amara would do, from what she understood the siblings weren't close and she had heard that Amara had sent things for the baby before. The birth of her nephew would surely change things and Tyene knew that people would be talking about the birth for some time especially when Amara reminded childless.

People would start to talk and Tyene felt for her step-mother, she deserved to be a mother of her own children something that she would be denied if Oberyn continued to have no interest in her. They could not ignore the whispers that surrounded them especially since it was known that Oberyn had forsaken Amara's bed on their wedding night.

"Of course, it would be wrong not to celebrate the birth of my darling nephew," Amara said smiling, she would never hold Antorn accountable for what Ammett and Laerra had put her through. She would never forgive them for forcing her into this situation for their own gain; she wished that her father had been able to keep his promise to her.

Herit watched Amara, she knew her better than anyone and she could see just what Amara was feeling right now; this was just another reminded of how she was failing in her own marriage. There was no way that Ammett would allow anyone to forget that his son was the nephew of a Prince even if he would hope that Antorn would have a cousin soon.

Elia frowned from her seat, she didn't like how perfect her father's new wife seemed and she disliked the fact that she was still a lady for her. Ellaria had encouraged Elia to remain among Amara's ladies, reminding her daughter that at least this way they would know exactly what Amara was doing at all times and would find a way to get rid of her.

If they wanted to remain in Oberyn's life then they could not allow Amara to win, she needed to disappear and to make that happen then they needed to find out her weaknesses. Ellaria knew that murdering Amara was not the answer and the suspicion would quickly fall on her since she had the most to gain if something happened to her.

The only way that she could see this working was to have Amara banished from court; perhaps a life as a septa would be more suitable for her than the one that she had stole from Ellaria. Elia knew that her mother had plans and she had to play her part, she would be quiet and patient as she waited for the right time to strike against Amara.

The only downside was that Tyene seemed to be working against whatever Elia was doing; she had tried several times to cause problems and even stuck a snake in her bed only for Tyene to deal with each issue that she caused. It was upsetting that her older sister didn't understand just what she was trying to do; she was sure that Tyene would side with them in a heartbeat but she was wrong.

Ellaria had been nothing but kind to Oberyn's oldest daughters and Elia had thought that the four oldest Sandsnakes would have taken her mother's side for that reason. She had written to Obara wondering why Tyene would treat Amara would such kindness; perhaps this was all a ploy to catch Amara off guard. Staring at Amara, Elia knew that it wouldn't be long before her mother didn't have any competition for her father's attention then maybe her uncle would allow them to marry.

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