My Sweet Flame

Chapter 12. A Call Home

"Master Y/N, Do you think I am really ready to go on a mission by myself?"

"Yes, Demitre. You are more than ready," I placed my hands on his shoulders reassuringly, "You are a Jedi Knight, now. Have Faith in yourself, and you shall succeed. And Besides, you'll be with Senator Organa. He is a wise man, Demitre, as are you. I'm sure everything will work out fine."

"Thank you, Master." The young man hugged me and began down towards the speeder. He turned, "Will you have a new apprentice by the time I return?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. I might go on a few missions myself, put off Padawan training for a while. It's been a few months since I've been out in the field." I paused, "Now get going, or you'll be late for the briefing!"

He laughed, "Yes, Of course, Master." He jumped into the speeder and started it up.

"Demitre!" He looked over at me, "May the Force be With You, Old Friend."

"May the Force Be With You, "He paused, "Y/N."

I smiled at him, and he took to the busy skyline of Coruscant.

"Grown up, He is."

I turned to the Grandmaster of the Jedi Order.

"Indeed he has, Master Yoda."

"Apply for a new Padawan, You should. Good with them, you are. Well trained, they become."

I smiled at him, "Thankyou Master. I was actually thinking, perhaps I could-"

"On a mission, you could go, Hmm?" He chuckled, "Good in the field, you are. But approve of your methods, the Council does not."

"I know Master, but I get the job done! In record time, might I add, and without killing anyone unnecessarily."

"Do well, you do. Useful Information, You get. Right Information, You get. But stay here, you should. Train younglings, you should. Need them, we will."

Before I had time to think about his answer, a raven swooped down out of the sky and between the pillars. I walked forward a bit to meet it. The sleek, ebony bird dropped the epistle in my open palm, and briskly flew away.

The envelope had my name written on it. Just my name. No address, nothing. I turned the envelope over, and gently pulled it open. I unfolded the piece of paper inside. My eyes widened at the words before me, and I almost dropped the page.

"Y/N?" The Old Jedi Master asked, "Alright, are you?"

I nodded slowly and looked down at the words in disbelief.

Dear Y/N,

I know it has been some time since I last saw you. I am to be crowned King of Asgard in a week's time, and I was hoping you would wish to attend. I heard you had become a great Jedi Master, and I can only hope you receive this message in time to witness the coronation. There is to be a Grand Ball in my honor the night before the coronation.

Loki and Frigga send their best,

Thor Odinson Please come, we miss you.

"Master Yoda," I said, "I think I need to leave the Temple for a little while." I handed the small master my letter.

He read it and looked up at me sternly, "Go, you should. A break, you need."

I smiled at him, "Really? But what about the Order? I-I might not be able to come back, Master Yoda, I-I.....What if I stay there?" I tried not to sound hopeful that he would let me stay on Asgard, but I'm sure some of it slipped. He gave the letter back to me.