She nodded at the advice - it would be easy enough, she didn't lie much these days period as there just wasn't a need - and snuggled in against him as he moved her closer.

The worst of it was over. Tears stung at her eyes and she hid her face against him, breathing in the smell of leather and soap and that element that was just him. "I'm so glad I get to stay," she whispered into his coat, that relief crashing down on her again. Because if the queen really did like her as Todd said, and if she didn't do anything to screw that up, then she'd get to stay for good, and she wouldn't have to be so afraid of the queen changing her mind.