Solely in command? That causes a small, ironic smile to flit over Olivia's face. "That depends," is her response, eyes bright as she gives the other woman a more searching look, "there are none here who can rival my social ranking, but there is very little in the way of parties to plan and events to attend. My husband, however, is the sole military commander of these forces."

She's long since come to accept Barrayar's antiquated gender roles, although they pull and chafe at her still -- she's grown thicker skin, and found that there are more ways than just wielding a sword to get things done. Although there were times that, Olivia had to admit, a blade was the better option.