the-third-princess discovered you.
★Dead sight. A ghost from the past was persecuting her. Astonished, the commandant couldn't help her surprised expression, accompanied with her widen eyes keep focusing on this person, that she wasn't sure if was real, or just a trick of her mind. Her indigo orbs mover over it, analyzing every inch of this cruel vision, and Hell, this being was exactly as how she reminded her dear little sister was. But there was a point that it couldn't prove yet: Her sister was dead.
★"...E-Euphie...?" The woman let out in a murmur, but then shook the memory of the pinklette and frowned widely, an exasperating irritation grew inside of her at the thought of someone actually using the name of her sister for their own purposes. And oh how it angered her to think they were using her actual title of genocide.
★"No." Her voice resounded in a growl, even though it was directed more to herself. "You are not Euphemia." Again, repeated in a growl, but this time pointing menacingly with her gun to the woman before her. "Who are you?! And how dare you use the image of Euphi--" She stopped, and quickly corrected. "--The image of the Princess Euphemia?!"
