I opened the panel and saw the notification blinking steadily.
Incoming call: Olivia Rium.
I accepted it.
"Did you miss me?" The voice came through instantly, clear, direct, echoing inside my head through the system.
It took me a second.
Then I smiled.
"Lyrate. Of course I missed you. I'm glad you're alive," I said, letting out a small chuckle.
"Don't tell me you thought I wouldn't survive," she replied, her tone sharp but playful. "Come on, it's me we're talking about."
"Yes, and that's exactly why I was worried," I said. "Anyway, where are you, and how are you?"
There was a brief pause on the other side before she answered.
"It's… complicated. I'm actually a mistress."
I blinked.
"You are what?" I almost laughed.
"I got reborn into the body of a mistress of one of the generals in an empire here," she said. "And they're on the Believer side. But I knew you'd pick Defier, so I chose that too. And that made me a traitor of sorts."
"That sounds like a mess," I said.
