Olivia smiled sweetly, her eyes fluttering shut as a peaceful expression crossed her face. For the first time her mind was completely empty, free of any distracting thoughts as she simply surrendered herself to the moment. The feel of loving someone, and being loved in return, was a new experience to her although it was already without a doubt her favourite.<br/><br/>It was a strange feeling; almost like a peaceful surrender. Before she came to Theiri her idea of the perfect life was herself leading a nation, finally seizing the reins of power from those incompetent Nydewian cretins. Her dreams had always been so grand and yet now they seemed so silly. Why would people want such things when there were moments like these to be had?<br/><br/>Her fingers gently roamed up and down along Juliette’s flat, toned stomach as she listened to her. “It won’t happen again,” she replied with a soft yawn. Her tone sounded almost disinterested and bored with the notion of behaving in public, even with her life at stake, although she was sincere when she said it. Never before had she allowed her excitement to get the better of her like that and it would not happen again.<br/><br/>Her eyes fluttered open as Juliette mentioned Sanguine, a glimmer of curiosity filling the deep blue void of her gaze. Although much of her attention had been on Juliette at dinner she had observed everyone closely, LeChance in particular. “Don’t worry,” she replied softly, her tone warm and comforting. “I assure you, you have nothing to fear from Mr. LeChance,” she added mysteriously. Already she had plans in store for him; plans which would force him to make a choice between loyalty and gain. A choice which would ultimately lead him to join her or die.<br/><br/>Smiling reassuringly she added finally “I promise.” Her words were not lies, at least from a certain point of view. She was<em>always </em>careful in dealing with anyone, assassin or not. However her idea of careful, she imagined, was probably different to what Juliette had in mind.<br/><br/>Resting her head on Juliette’s shoulder, she rested at her side for what felt like hours; safe in her warm embrace. Finally, and with much reluctance, she sat up and started down into her lover’s eyes before leaning in softly to kiss her passionately and deeply. “I should go now,” she whispered softly, her voice filled with despair. “I love you so much.”<br/><br/>After saying her final goodbyes she pulled herself out of bed and spent several minutes reattaching her dress before quietly leaving the door. As always, she shut the door without making a sound before returning to her room without making so much as a single sound. She had completely forgotten her plans to meet with Henrik, although by the time she wriggled into bed it was much too late to go see him anyway.<br/><br/>Her bed felt empty without Juliette by her side, although for the first time since her life at the orphanage she looked forward to waking up tomorrow.<br/>