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“𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.”













⚔ 𝘼𝙘𝙩 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣: 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 ๋࣭ ⭑

⚔ 𝘼𝙘𝙩 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣: 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 ๋࣭ ⭑

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𝟶𝟶𝟶. Kaye spent the whole night attempting to contact Master Sol, but to no success. The hours wore on, the minutes turning into eternities, yet Kaneis was nowhere to be found. Frustration gnawed at her, her need for answers growing with each passing moment.

But she refused to give in and search for him. She sat in the quiet solitude, wrestling with her own stubbornness and pride, her mind filled with a mix of anger and determination. She would not relent, not until he came to her and provided the explanations she craved.

“Fucking unknown planet.” she cursed, tossing the holo-projector aside.

With a sense of frustration, she stood up from the bed and began to look around. She realized that staying in the cave would do her no good, and that in order to uncover the truth, she would have to take action.

The cave wasn't empty and bare, but it offered no distractions for her to do or take. She knew that the only way to find answers was to go to him, despite her inner resistance.

The thought of the fourteen years of blood, sweat and tears flashed through her mind, a reminder of the time where she left everyone behind and sought answers behind her mother Keishara Yinqen.

All she knew was that she was a Yinqen, pure Sith blood, and one of the devils that luckily roamed around the world of the Jedi Order.

She knew the answers lay with him, but a gnawing doubt still held her back. The harsh words he had spoken about her masters and friends weighed heavily on her mind, a lingering hesitation that made her question his trustworthiness.

She wrestled with her emotions, torn between the knowledge that he possessed the truth and the worry that he might use it against her. The thought of blindly trusting him was a risk she couldn't afford to take, yet the desire for answers gnawed at her incessantly. Her mother trusted him, after all.

There was no denying that he was different now. He was consumed by an intense obsession, his previous facade discarded in favor of a raw and desperate need for her. She could see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice every time he pleaded for her to choose him.

The change in him intrigued her, awakening a curiosity she had not felt before. The once soft and gentle man was now a creature driven by desire, laying bare his longing.

Shaking her head, she tugged her Jedi robe and wrapped it around her shoulders before stepping outside the cave and scanning her surroundings. In the distance, she spotted a plume of smoke, curling up towards the sky. It seemed that Kaneis had sought a quiet refuge nearby, a place where he could be alone with his own tangled thoughts.

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