fandomtownies | Theodric of York, Monday Afternoon

Sometimes a girl just needed some pampering. For Liliana, that 'sometimes' was 'as often as possible.' With her house invaded by construction yet again and allowing herself some sulking time because she was missing the trip (yes, the trip, just the trip, anyway), today definitely hit the criteria for 'as often as possible.' Which was why she was flat on her stomach, hot stones on her back (the masseuse had been distressed by her body temperature), nail technicians working on either hand while a third rubbed her feet.

After that, she was going to spend some time in the sauna and then there was a salt scrub and a mud bath...or maybe it was a mud bath and then a salt scrub? She couldn't remember - there was a 'spa concierge' who had made her schedule and Liliana was content to be gently shepherded along from one relaxing activity to the next.

You know, if she didn't think Olivia would end up snacking on half the staff, she would almost be tempted to reach out to her old friend and invite her to the island.

A member of staff came in and murmured to Liliana today's luncheon options: a rich seafood paella and an harvest vegetable quiche. "Mmmm, the quiche," Liliana said lazily. "I find my seafood paella standards have risen precipitously and there's only one that can reach them. But I'll absolutely take two pieces of the buttercake and one of the fruit tarts, thank you darling."

She had paid for this figure with her literal soul and goddamn if she wasn't going to make the most of it.

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