Chapter 9 - Reunion and Revelation

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Escaping from Kashyyyk had been a harrowing ordeal. The Wookiees' bravery and loyalty had saved us, and now, Yoda and I found ourselves at a secret rendezvous point deep within the galaxy. The dense foliage around us provided a temporary shelter, a fleeting sense of safety.

As we approached the clearing, my heart pounded in anticipation. We had received word that Obi-Wan had also survived Order 66, and the thought of reuniting with him was the only thing keeping me going. The rustle of leaves and the snap of twigs announced our arrival. Then, I saw him. Relief washed over me as I saw him, alive and well, standing there with a mix of weariness and determination in his eyes.

"Obi-Wan," I breathed, rushing forward to embrace him tightly. His familiar scent and the warmth of his arms around me provided a momentary escape from the horrors we had endured.

"Luna," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Thank the Force you're safe."

Yoda, standing nearby, looked at us with a knowing smile on his lips. His eyes twinkled with a mixture of amusement and affection. "Long suspected, I have," he said softly, his voice carrying the wisdom of centuries. "Happy for you, I am. And the child, hmm?"

I pulled back from Obi-Wan, my eyes widening in surprise. Of course Yoda knew.

Yoda's acceptance provided us with a brief moment of solace amidst the chaos. Our secret was out, but in Yoda's calm acknowledgment, we found a measure of peace. There was no time for celebration, though. The galaxy was in turmoil, and we had to act quickly to confront the growing darkness.

"Masters," Obi-Wan said, his voice taking on a tone of urgency, "we need to regroup and plan our next move. The Sith have revealed themselves, and we cannot let their treachery go unanswered."

Yoda nodded, his expression turning serious. "To the Jedi Temple, go we must. Uncover the truth, we will."

We made our way to a hidden shuttle, our minds racing with the enormity of the task ahead. The journey to Coruscant was tense, the weight of our mission pressing heavily upon us. Obi-Wan and I sat together, our hands intertwined, drawing strength from each other.

"Whatever happens, we'll face it together," I said softly, my eyes locked on his.

He nodded, his grip tightening around mine. "Together, always."

As we approached the Temple, the once majestic structure now lay in ruins, a grim testament to the betrayal that had befallen the Jedi Order. The smell of smoke and the sight of destruction filled the air with a palpable sense of loss. Clones, who had once been our comrades, now patrolled the area with an ominous presence.

"We must be careful," Obi-Wan whispered, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger.

Yoda's eyes narrowed, and he gestured for us to follow. "Infiltrate the Temple, we will. Find the source of this darkness, we must."

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