As soon as it was an understandably early hour she slowly moved towards the kitchen trying not to disturb anyone where she began preparing the meals she had been ordered to cook. It was a difficult task for her to hide a smile as she moved swiftly through the kitchen almost feeling as if that was her domain, without further due and unknowingly the young girl began to drift off in a joyful state humming the beautiful melody Angelo had played for her. For the first time since she had learned the truth from Angelo and the rest, she had been able to be carefree again as she had been in her past. It had been a while since she had been able to prepare a meal for a large number of guest, and though it was not the reward that others would enjoy her meal but the fact that she excelled in something, she was most lively.
Upon noticing the time, the blonde haired girl quickly headed back towards her bedroom knowing she'd have to change her clothes. Once she entered her room she noticed a beautiful box carefully placed on her bed, upon closer examination Olivia was able to confirm that it was sent by none other than by Angelo. With her delicate hand she managed to open the box with determination and a bit of nervousness, it wasn't until she noticed the beautiful clothing and the beautiful complements to it that her eyes widened in surprise. Her eyes scanned through every fiber in the clothing still surprised to see that she would not have to attend to the party as a maid but, from what it seemed, as a guest. The thought threw her off, and her eyes once again flashed with concern remembering that the guest could be none other than other vampires; worse yet, from the banquet she had been preparing, humans with vampires and perhaps other supernatural beings.
Her eyes scanned her hands, which still had some whiteness left from the flour she had used even though she had cleaned her hands more than once, upon looking at her uniform also having some spot of untidiness she took a second bath.
Olivia quickly changed into her elegant attire, the dress fitted her almost perfectly with a small exception, something she had always had a particularly problem with being born after a family full of women who shared the same particular physical trait, Olivia's bust was pressed tightly against the luxurious fabric making her look must bustier. Even though she did not believe that the dress had been intended to outline her silhouette, it had exposed and highlighted her mature body. In truth, it was something she was quite self-conscious about ever since she could remember seeing that most girls her age were not as developed as she was.
She left out the mask, and high heels leaving them stand still on the bed as she began heading towards her nightstand to grab the only piece which did not match the rest of her outfit, and her most prized possession, her beautiful blue butterfly pin. It was a piece which held great sentimental value to her, the only gift she had ever received from her father and the one item that cheered her up when she was down. She held tightly onto the beautiful blue hairpiece and pressed it against her chest, cherishing the valuable item, when she heard a soft knock on the door; she was about to open the door with her bare feet touching the cold floor when she saw Angelo enter her room.
Olivia said nothing as she saw him entering her room, she simply blinked in surprise not knowing if the ball had already began and if there were already guest awaiting, it was her body which responded almost in an instinct covering a bit defensively her exposed body. "Let me hide here, please. Just until the guest arrive. I have no where else to go." Angelo said ignoring her timid endeavour, something she still needed to get used to. Olivia let out a small laugh looking at Angelo's expressions change to a childish, yet sincere tone, quickly enough she gave away to his petition before she nodded. Knowing she would feel uncomfortable unless she somehow covered her front she pulled her beautiful gold locks in front covering her in a sense, somehow the dress complimented her beautiful golden hair and she wondered if Angelo had done it on purpose.
Her previous smile now had been replaced with curiosity, "the dress..." she began before she paused and tried to think of the correct way to formulate her questions and to see if there was a way that he could quench her curiosity. She shook her head knowing there were far more interesting inquiries than how he had come to pick her attire for the evening "Will there be many others tonight?" she bit her lip waiting anxiously for him to answer. Though what she meant to ask was if there would be more vampires but she was still uncomfortable with the term.
Finally, upon his response she smiled to him hoping his promise remained intact. Angelo was undoubtedly the only one who could protect her now, not that it did not made her uneasy seeing that she had always been on her own but it was the undeniable truth. She moved closer to him as she had done in the piano room, "Tell you the truth?" she whispered corresponding to his childish demeanor, sitting down on the floor and placing her knees against her chest, before she moved her index finger toward her lips and closed one of her eyes letting out a timid wink, "I am also not a fan of Balls, if it were me I would just cook the meals before disappearing elsewhere." she let out a small smile for a moment forgetting that Angelo was her master and that she probably shouldn't address him as she just had.