Harriet could feel Arthur's gaze on her and Prince Oberyn as the two of them walked ahead.

"So you and your brother like to go out here often?" Prince Oberyn asked her as they walked down the steps towards the mouth of the Torrentine.

With Prince Oberyn's hand at the small of her back, Harriet could almost feel the heat of Arthur's glare at the Prince and wondered why Arthur seemed to react negatively to the Prince helping her down the slippery steps.

"Yes, we do come here quite often," was her response while the Prince guided her. "This is where we spend time after our training."

"I see…" the Prince said. "So do you really want to become the Sword of the Morning?"

"Yes, I do." She admitted, glancing at the Prince. "But Arthur wants the title just as badly. So I have a fair amount of competition before I take the position as the Sword of the Morning."

"You know Harriet.." She heard Arthur say from behind her. His tone icy. "Your overconfidence is going to be your downfall. So stop assuming that you are going to be the next Sword of the Morning. You and I both know who is the better swordsman between us."

"You know Arthur...You are no better than me. Your arrogance simply takes my breath away." Harriet retorted with enough heat to burn her brother to a crisp. She was irritated with Arthur's words and she silently puzzled over the reason behind her brother's annoyed countenance.

She hadn't done anything to him at all, except perhaps ignored him and the Princess Elia's presence while she only talked to Prince Oberyn Martell.

Mayhap that's the reason Arthur was annoyed with her.

"Come now, you two shouldn't argue." The Dornish Prince reprimanded them. "That's not how you act in front of your guests."

"We apologize for our behavior, Prince Oberyn," came Harriet's immediate response. "I can assure you that my brother and I are not normally like this. We usually smoother each other with love, right dear brother of mine?"

Harriet shot a look at Arthur who simply frown at her saccharine tone.

"Yes, my sweet sister is right." Arthur agreed dryly. "We don't really argue often. In fact, Harriet loves me so much to the point that she would willingly do anything for me."

In response to Arthur's statement, Harriet scowled fiercely but decided not to say anything in front of the Prince and Princess of Dorne.

"That's good to know then. Also, Harriet seems to be no different from Elia," came Prince Oberyn's remark. "Because my sister would do anything for me as well, right Elia?"

"Yes, brother," was Princess Elia's reply, who had been silent during their entire walk.

Harriet didn't like being compared to the Princess. In truth, she didn't like the Princess. Period.

"Since you two are competing for the title as the Sword of the Morning. What do you intend to do if either of you failed in the attempt?" The Prince inquired.

Harriet could hear the sound of the roaring waterfalls as they neared the mouth of the Torrentine.

"I don't intend to fail," was Arthur's confident response.

"As do I," Harriet said as well.

Both the Dayne siblings looked at each other in a wordless challenge.

Prince Oberyn appeared amuse at their answer and said to them, "If neither of you give in to each other during the fight, then I would expect your fight to last until either of you die."

"I won't let the trial come to that," Arthur stated. "For I will make certain that either my opponent admits defeat or I shall beat him to the point that he can no longer move."

"So you mean you are willing to do that to your sister if she becomes your opponent? You are willing to incapacitate Harriet for the position as the Sword of the Morning?" The Prince asked.

"As much as I despise the possibility of hurting my sister, however I must do what needs to be done in able to obtain the title as the Sword of the Morning. Just as Harriet will have no choice on the matter. I know she will find ways to defeat me in combat no matter the cause." Arthur replied.

"Well, in that case, I wish you both good fortune in your trial." the Prince said.

No more was said after that as the four of them arrived at the mouth of the Torrentine. Their gaze riveted at the sight of the beautiful Waterfall in front of them.

A moment later, Harriet decided to dip her legs into the water while she sat at the edge of the rocky basin.

Soon enough, Prince Oberyn came and sat beside her. And once more, Harriet sensed rather than saw Arthur glaring in the Prince's direction.

"I like this place," the Prince said loudly over the sound of the waterfalls. "The Waterfalls is a lovely sight to behold...as do you Harriet."

Harriet, however, ignored the last part and said to him, "Well, I'm glad you like the place Prince Oberyn. Perhaps the next time we come here with spare clothes, we can go cliff jumping."

"Cliff jumping?" the Prince asked with obvious interest.

"Yes, cliff jumping. My brother and I often do that while we are here." Harriet informed the Prince. "We usually go up the top before jumping down towards the bottom of the Waterfall."

"That sounds exciting!" Prince Oberyn said. "Perhaps we can do that now."

"Not without spare clothes, my prince." She told him. "After all, we can't very well walk back to Starfall soaking wet."

"And why ever not?" the Prince said with his coal-black eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Because it's not a good idea, especially when we could get a cold afterward." She said to him.

"That's unfortunate then," Prince Oberyn said. "However, perhaps tomorrow, you and I can come back here and do cliff jumping."

"Perhaps we can do that" Harriet replied uncertainly. She glanced back towards Arthur who seemed to be listening to their conversation with a glower on his face.

"But how about your sister?" She asked as she turned her attention back to the Prince.

"Elia doesn't usually do something risky. So she will certainly not come here to do cliff jumping," was the Prince's reply.

"Oh, I see." Harriet murmured contemplatively.

"But more than that, she told me that she wanted to spend more time with your brother. So there's that as well."

Immediately, Harriet stiffened at the mention of the Princess' desire to spend time with Arthur. The thought of them alone together somewhere made Harriet feel slightly ill.

She didn't like the thought of Arthur spending time with the Princess.

She didn't like it at all.

However, if Arthur wanted to spend time with Princess Elia Martell, then Harriet didn't have the heart to stop him.

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Meanwhile, when she thought she was the only one getting jealous about the situation, she was definitely wrong.

In fact, Harriet would soon learned that Arthur didn't want her to spend time with the Prince as well.

She would discover this fact the moment Arthur had her alone in her room.

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