~More than anything he wanted to know her. This yearning, so agonizing threatened to devour him whole.~Anakin Skywalker
Cassandra Pierce is hunted by a powerful evil, putting everyone in danger. Kamar Taj reaches out to the Jedi Temple for aid. Newl...
Cassandra and Anakin raced through the palace for the throne room. Anxiety churned in her gut. What could the Republic military be doing here? Several possibilities zoomed through her mind: the Senate sent the fleet as a form of intimidation, Dorme needed extra security, they were going to occupy Ansion. Or worst of all, the planet was under attack.
Skidding into the throne room, Cassandra tripped over her borrowed robe. Yelping, she flailed her arms for balance.
Anakin appeared beside her and caught her elbow, preventing her from face-planting on the mosaic floor. "Easy, Cass."
Cassandra barely heard him, staring across the throne room. Nal'el perched regally on his throne, the gem encrusted rings on his hands flashing underneath the chandelier. In front of the dais stood a familiar red-haired Jedi and a Flerken.
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Anakin strode over to his master, long legs quickly eating up the distance. Cassandra had to jog to catch up with him. "What are you doing here, Master?"
At the sound of Anakin's voice Obi-Wan turned, a warm smile lighting up his face. "Its good to see you, my young friend." His smile dimmed a fraction. "I wish it were under better circumstances."
Uh-oh. That sounded bad.
Purring deeply, Goose rubbed her body along Cassandra's calves. She scooped up the Flerken for a hug.
"Why? What's going on?" Anakin vibrated with nervous energy. He looked back and forth between Obi-Wan and the king, sensing something amiss. "I thought the treaty was going ahead."
Obi-Wan glanced at Cassandra and did a double-take at her attire. One brow rose, but he refrained from comment.
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Goose squirmed in Cassandra's hold and slid free, dropping to the floor. Meowing softly, she trotted over to the Jedi and plunked her butt on his left boot.
Cassandra gathered the folds of Anakin's robe around her to hide her nightgown and bare feet. She realized how it must look to the older Jedi. Obi-Wan wasn't the sort to make a scene. If he addressed the issue of her wearing Anakin's clothes he'd do so in private.
