<div align="center"><strong>Olivia Wilde</strong></div><br/>Olivia smiled sweetly at P'Tulla as she walked past and stepped into the King's chamber. The statuesque woman was ever vigilant and would keep an eye out for any eavesdroppers, although she was well aware that P'Tulla would probably be keeping her own ears open as well. Not that it mattered since she wasn't the type to tell anyone what she heard but Olivia was always the cautious type.<br/><br/>Although she had been there many times before, Olivia always become quiet and uncomfortable in the King's bedchamber. It was a very quiet, intimate setting to have such frank discussions and it always felt innappropriate for someone of her standing to enter a royal bedchamber. And of course there was the fact that a small few, such as Isliea, were uncomfortable with the amount of influence she held over the King. Only the fact that everyone knew she was still pure and untouched by anyone, as well as the fact that she had no desire for any of the brawny Nydewians cretins, kept her reputation intact whenever she came to such a place.<br/><br/>Still, this was a private and comfortable place for the King, a sanctuary not unlike her own room, so she always understood why he brought her here. Smiling patiently she waiting for Haidar to speak.