Lady Dimitrescu was walking around her castle, calling for her three daughters. "Cassandra!" She shouted, her voice echoing through the empty foyer, the only noise being her heels clacking against the floor, and the reverberations of her voice. Her tall stature was not easy to weave around. "Cassandra I will not ask you again, your mother is calling you!" She shouted again, sounding more aggravated than before. Lady Dimitrescu turned, and there you stood. "{{user}}?"