With his vision focused on Erin leaving, Henrik didn’t notice Olivia’s gaze also following the fool out, her eyes cold and unreadable. She had truly meant it when she determined to keep an eye on that girl, and all night she made sure to be aware of where exactly in the room she was. She was unconcerned about her coming and going from the dining hall, although she suspected that the girl would be responsible for some late night secret errands. After all, the Nydewians had just arrived and she had little doubt that Lyssa would be arranging secret meetings with both sides to play them against each other.<br/><br/>As Henrik turned to his bodyguard her eyes darted in his direction for a moment, although the language he spoke was unfamiliar to her. She couldn’t help but smile slightly in amusement at how alike the two of them were. She had her own coded languages, her own secret ciphers, her own methods of subtly preventing eavesdropping in public places.<br/><br/>Her attention was soon drawn away as Lorenso approached her, inviting her to the observatory sometime. Her cool, blue eyes seemed to regard him for a moment as she met his gaze squarely, analysing him. There was something in his eyes, an almost haunted look, and she smiled sympathetically. For a brief moment her eyes flickered across to Queen Lyssa; she could only assume that she was the source of his troubles and as she turned her eyes back she gave him a look that seemed to show understanding. Lorenso would make a powerful ally, should she ever need to battle the Queen in a battle of wits and she was going to work hard to ensure that he came to trust her. “The pleasure was all mine, Sir Lorenso,” she replied with a compassionate smile. “And I’ll certainly make sure to come enjoy your fine company again soon.”<br/><br/>As Lorenso left Juliette turned to her, asking for information on Nydewia in exchange for a tour of the castle. Olivia’s lips curled up into a warm smile, although her mind started ticking over with thoughts. She had known all along that their meeting would turn to politics and that Juliette would perhaps seek an alliance, although she had found herself possessing an unnatural urge for more personal conversation. Smiling politely she replied, “I would be delighted milady,” before turning to Henrik and Sanguine and nodding respectfully. “It was a pleasure, milord Aserit. Mr. LeChance.”<br/><br/>Elegantly rising from her chair, her dress cascading slowly down her curves, Olivia turned to follow Juliette out of the hall into a more secluded area. Smiling sweetly, she asked “What would you like to know, milady?”