>>10458048The Empress purses her lips, then shrugs.
>If you believe that to be wise and that the Angels have your best interests at heart, who am I to judge? >To friendship and trustShe downs the refilled ceramic cup, then slides the other over to Colby. As she refills her own drink, she listens to her dinner companion and nods along.
>I am so glad for your optimism. Growing up in the palace has left me so paranoid... Why, if I received a message out of the blue after being attacked, I would presume that the person would have been involved. All a part of some elaborate plan, no? Alas, I probably worry too much...>Your relationship seems to be too perfect. Sorry! My English. So perfect. How nice to have friendsShe sighs, then sips idly at the drink
>It is hard. I have never had proper friends, just servants. It is difficult being groomed to rule, you know? But, I have made do with knowing I have to do my duty. It means I am used to being attacked and being treated poorly. I was horrified to have the peaceful demonstration disrupted, but I suppose I should have expected it. Who was I to assume things would be better than my tutors would have warned me against?The Empress smiles sadly
>I do not hold it against the American people, you are all learning. I just wish I could say that I had a friend to turn to... One I could trustAt that statement, the door opens, and a pair of waiters bring in a collection of dumplings and a peculiar looking soup with an altogether unfamiliar meat
>Ah, the first course! Delectable. I hope this is to your liking, the chef has to import the pangolin specially for the soup. 