After their previous meeting, Olivia was aware of his strength, but she never fathomed that he could rival the Queen in power.
'You are weak. Why are you so weak?' Orion's words echoed in Olivia's mind, her teeth clenching involuntarily.
Initially, she had assumed he was inquiring about their relative strengths, given he was just one rank below her. Now, it appeared there was more to it.
"He was mocking me," Olivia mumbled, her fists clenched tightly.
Had she known he was concealing his true capabilities during their prior meeting, she would have openly acknowledged their collaboration at the banquet.
Nevertheless, it was evident that she needed to be more proactive during their next meeting, in case he had similar intentions once more.
"Orion," Olivia's voice resounded throughout her spacious study.