Olga sent back her hairdresser. She leaned back on her chair and smiled at her reflection in the mirror of her dressing table. “<em>Perfect</em>” she thought, preening her black hair the servant had swept back round the sides of her heart shaped face.<br/>“What do you think of it Katia?” she asked keeping her eyes on the mirror and playing with a long ringlet that was lazily resting on her left shoulder<br/>Katia looked at her and smiled “You look perfect my lady!” she answered folding her mistress’s riding suit “I know a prince who would adore to see you dressed that way!” she added mischievously.<br/>Olga laughed turning to her servant and thrown her hairbrush at her.<br/>“Naughty girl!” she said still laughing.<br/>Katia picked up the brush laughing with her and brought it back on the dressing table.<br/>“I have something else in mind for the moment dearest. You can leave me now” Olga said<br/>The lady in waiting bowed and walked at the door.<br/>“Oh Katia!” she said again before the servant left the room “bring me Lapochka, it has been a while and I think he would be happy to go for a walk”<br/>Katia nodded and closed the door behind her.<br/>