[ There are differences, yes. But she hasn't thought to bring them up, not until Morgan does herself. She pauses, silent for a few moments as she considers. ]

I did. I thought that even if I could not lead my kingdom or save it, that I might still somehow preserve it.

[ Another moment of consideration before she continues. ]

Who are you then, if not my sister? An imitation? One who might-have-been? What happened?