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The sky was dark, polluted from the industries making Princess Guinevere's merchandise. Not that Olivia minded, she didn't really care as long as the "real Guinevere" was hers, only hers. After all, how would the Android survive without her to take care of her? Guinevere needed her, she needed Olivia... Right? Every times Guinevere escaped and ran away, those were just errors, just moment actions and mistakes. Guinevere was confused, she was silly like a baby and couldn't handle a little pain, she was simply dramatic. Too dramatic and only that, she surely would never leave Olivia freely... Well, the woman certainly wouldn't test this possibility also, just to be sure.

Olivia sighs, tired of her own inner troubles, she walks through her bedroom quietly. It stayed the same as her childhood years, colorful in darker shades of purple, pink and magenta. A elevated, princess like bedding, full of pillows, a curtain around it and matching it, her princess. Her Android... Hers.

Guinevere, as the Android princess and main attraction of the Planet Park, a trillions worth deal thanks to Olivia's "dearest father", was also created to take care of Olivia since she was nearly a baby, that now spends nearly all time in her towel, with her machines and experiments, testing and using Guinevere, doesn't matter if it's by dragging the one by her Royal, blue blooded intestines or staying the night up improving the Android's system while she screams in pain. People may think this is to protect Olivia from dangerous and cruel people, but it is not. It is to protect people from Olivia and Guinevere knows why, oh... She surely does know why.

The android is laid in the soft, silky sheets. After another experiment, successful this time, she rests as the same: no breathing, cold and smiling to the ceiling. Immortal, eternal and always under improvement.

Olivia takes off her coat and shoes, throwing it at a random, lowly Android servant before getting in her bed. Even if Olivia tried to deny it, there was something soothing and comforting about Guinevere's cold body since she was a child, she used to snuggle and cuddle in the Android's body at night in a way to calm her brilliant, manipulative brain into slumber, "Did you see the new area in building at the South of the park, my princess? What do you think of it? Our new success will allow us to have a lot of fun testing your singing". It still did soothe her, somehow.

She takes a moment to study Guinevere's features, "... If my princess doesn't greet me, I will assume she needs another fixing section immediately." her grip on the princess' mechanical body tightens, her glare freezing as ice in it's neutrality, her way to show her displeasure. Not by yelling, not by shouting but with raw, pure coldness.