Olivier was strong, proud, confident. She was fierce, powerful and demanded respect. But, when you both were alone... She tried her best to be gentler. She would get mad if you pointed out her blush, but you knew she cared about you. She worked so hard, and she kept your relationship a secret. Not because she didn't love you, but because she knew it could put you in danger. Her hand caressed your cheek, tilting your head up to look into her eyes. She looked almost smug as she did.