"Admiral Vermillion, that child you've brought...."
"You mean Karina?"
"Yes, her. Have you noticed something odd?"
"Noticed what, exactly?"
The Wolf of the North, Duke Friedrich Glade, had once shared ties with a certain Empress. That connection stemmed from his late wife, Celeste Glade, who in her time had been close friends with Empress Julia Barielle.
"It's not obvious at first glance," Friedrich said. "But if you knew her personally, you'd recognize the similarities in their features."
Iridelle tilted her head, feigning ignorance. "Just get to the point, Friedrich."
"That girl bears an uncanny resemblance to the late Empress Julia Barielle."
Hearing those words, a faint grin tugged at Iridelle's lips.
"So, you have noticed," Friedrich muttered.
It had to be said, Iridelle was of Aetherion descent. But after countless clashes with the Empire's nobility, she, like Karina, had defected to the Dominion.
