Olivia’s POV
Even after returning to Damien’s tower, so soon to morning, my thoughts remained with the hungry slaves and the older woman’s loss of hope. I would never ask anyone ever again to escape with me, or even to help me escape, but maybe if they saw that I could get out of here, it would restore hope for themselves as well.
But I still needed to be able to train somehow…
Damien allowed me to walk freely. Perhaps if I could find somewhere private, I could exercise in secret. Yet Damien himself would surely notice, especially after I’d already asked him if I could. He was probably suspicious of me even now.
No. What I needed to do was somehow get him to grant me his permission. Then I could be free from punishment.
I wasn’t totally sure how I was going to do such a thing, howeve
