Olivia was gathering her things when she felt Lucian's presence beside her.
"You did good today," he said casually.
Olivia didn't answer. She didn't trust her voice not to break.
Lucian stepped closer, his voice dropping to a soft murmur. "You're not weak, Olivia. You're just carrying more weight than anyone here."
She blinked rapidly, locking all her emotions in a metal safe. "Thanks," she muttered, shoving her sword into its sheath.
Speaking of the sword, she had been unable to find the sword Luke had gifted her, she had searched everywhere in the forest but couldn't find it.
Then It has to be with one of his squad. Her brain tried to think of ways to get it back, when suddenly she felt a warm feather-like sensation on her hand, a soothing reminder that she had someone beside her.
The gesture made her look up, her eyes met with Lucian's warm gaze. His hand wrapped around hers, before pulling her into a hug.
