Bella is sitting in her cell when Amara walks into the dungeon, dismissing the guard outside Bella's cell, saying that she wishes to have a private "womanly" conversation with her. The guard excuses himself, coughing in embarrassment, and leaves the two women alone.
She stands up and walks over to the bars, looking at Amara, curious at what this is all about. Amara waits a few seconds before speaking, making sure no one might be listening.
-"Were you serious when you said that you would protect Ethan?"
-"I was." - Bella watches as Amara lets out a sigh, sadness across her face.
-"I'm sorry I wasn't a better stepmother to you and Kimberly. Maybe if I had been, we wouldn't be here right now. Maybe I could've protected you and Kimberly better."
-"You were young, and so were we, none of us knew what we were doing. There's nothing we can do about that now. Amara, what's going on?"
-"Your father as decided not to execute you."
-"Why?"
-"Arabella, I… I didn't know. I just found out. If I had known, I would've tried to stop it, I swear."
-"What are you talking about?"
-"Logan… He… He decided to marry you off to Lord Roberts."