"Do I know you?" Dorne wondered aloud.
"We met a long time ago", the girl shared, "I met you at a gala. Your father was my mentor."
"Oh", Dorne looked confused.
The commander straightened a little. "Dorne, Legate, I need to speak to you in private." She started to step towards the weapons room. "Follow me"
The two followed and the commander shut the door, whispering harshly to the girl, "Misty, what are you doing here. You were a Cipher, the Empire's prodigy. I can't imagine you would turn easily."
Misty sighed, "Do you really want to know?"
The commander hesitated, "Yes"
The girl paused for a second, warring with conflicting emotions, "I fired the Eradicators." She whispered and sunk to the ground hugging her knees to her chest.
The commander heard Dorne's sharp intake of breath as she steadied herself against the door.
The commander tilted her head, "Do you mind if I ask what the Eradicators were?"
Misty whimpered. Dorne's voice broke the stillness, "I do mind, sir. But, I will answer your question nonetheless… The Eradicators were incredibly destructive devices created by the Dark Council member Darth Jadus. When fired, they killed thousands of innocent Imperial civilians. It was one of the biggest mission fails in the history of the Empire. Firing them would have shaken anyone's state of mind, especially after seeing the carnage they caused."