"You don't seem to be in a good mood." Arya noted, her eyes never leaving Olivia who just walked into her chamber. Her gray eyes turned steely as she went to her Queen-sized canopy bed.
"How did I end up there?" She shut her eyes, wondering if she let herself go too much after hugging him.
Olivia thought he must have gotten her to soften after that hug. Then maybe he planned on acting all cold to her because of that.
He wanted her to feel the need of having someone in her miserable life. Someone that cared about her. Giving all that attention was enough to make her loosen up.
The rest that happened after, she didn't know.
"Oh... That..." Arya trailed while her face started to turn a bit crimson. Recalling how Reginald held her hand last night while giving instructions on what to do made her react like this.
Olivia noticed the change on Antonia's twin's face. It made her frown, thinking her words made the lady flush.
