*Obi-Wan's P.O.V.*
Satine finally convinced me that I could leave Sundari. She still worries me. It seems as if every time I turned my back, she would be ill again. Last month, she got so sick that we feared we might loose the baby. We didn't. I suppose it inherited something from its parents, because it sure is stubborn. Satine is two months from term and it seems that everyday she's able to do less and less. She insists that she's fine, but I don't entirely believe her.
Even though I shouldn't be, I'm still worried.
I stopped writing.
I set the holo-pad down on the table and stood up. The ship seemed to be deserted. Glancing back and forth, I grabbed the pad from the table and stowed it in a pack resting on the table leg. Pacing back and forth, my mind raced with fear. I think I understand why the Jedi were forbidden from attachment. If you really care, it makes you scared. It makes you worry. And most of all, it hurts. I can't imagine what it would be like if I stayed with the Order. It's frustrating when you aren't able to make your own decisions. Even now, there are some things that I can't fix, that I can't stop. The disapproval of the people over a non-Mandalorian heir. The constant problems caused by the baby.
It's hard to tell, but I think the stress is getting to Satine. She's frustrated. This whole experience has been altogether traumatic and after all this is through, if I mention it, Satine will probably kill me. Figuratively, of course.
On the bright side, I think the ship is landing.
After the ship settled on the platform, I stepped out into the sky-scraping city planet of Coruscant. I've finally returned. I guess I could call it "home".
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The Knight and The Duchess (Star Wars AU) (On Hold)
FanfictionObi-Wan left the Jedi Order and so, he returns to Mandalore. As the Duke and the Duchess, he and Satine lead the planet on a route of pacifism, prosperity and neutrality (much to the Republic's dismay). When the Clone Wars break out, all will change...
