>>10500394Some time later, a courier arrives with a note. The Empress curses herself internally at forgetting to respond to Colby. The opium fire had drawn so much of her attention. She'd barely had time to train for her match, hatred having consumed her, let alone think of her plans to turn the girl against her country.
She pulls out her phone, the phone she has always had, the phone she brought with her from China, and pens a text.
>Miss Jefferson.>I am sorry for not contacting you earlier, the fire distracted me. I appreciate you reaching out to me. I have finally sourced a phone>Best of luck at Onsen! >Your friend,>The Empress ^-^ 