"Obi-Wan, we need to get going."
The young Padawan looked up to his Master, Qui-Gon Jinn. "Of course, Master." He replied. However, Obi-Wan did not want to leave. He wanted to stay here on Mandalore. For here, he had someone to fight for. He had Satine, for he truly felt at home with her.
"Master, if you excuse me, I would like to say goodbye to the Duchess." He knew that it would cause him pain, but he was hoping that she would ask him to stay.
"You may go, but be quick, our ship will be departing, soon." Obi-Wan nodded at his Master and made his way back through the palace. He desperately wanted to see her. He wanted to stay. He just wanted her to ask. Obi-Wan weaved through the long halls until he made it to the throne room, where he knew the young lady would be found.
There she was, sitting on the large throne that was now her's. She was wearing a long purple dress with green and gold flowering accents. All was topped with a large golden headpiece. She looked stunning in the Padawan's eyes. It was still weird to see her wearing formal clothes after the long journey in which they wore rags. "Obi-Wan," Her voice was calm, but surprised, "what is it that you need? I thought you were already on your way back to Coruscant." She stood up out of her throne and made her way to him.
"M'Lady, I would like to bid you farewell." Obi-Wan bowed.
"Oh, well, I hope to see you soon, Padawan Kenobi." Satine let out a small smile.
"You too, Duchess." He took her hand and placed a small kiss on the top of it. She blushed a bit.
"Thank you again, for protecting me for so long, Obi-Wan." She placed her other hand around his.
"It was my pleasure, Duchess." Now, please let me stay. Just say the word. Thoughts flooded Obi-Wan's head. The two paused, thoughts flooding both of their heads.
"I-I need to get back to my business, I have a lot to do. I'm sorry we couldn't talk longer." The boy's heart shattered, but he should have known. He had to understand how busy she was. He was quick to respond.
"No, I understand, my Master hasn't given me much time, either." Obi-Wan let out a small laugh to cover his sadness.
"Come back soon." Satine pleaded letting out a smile.
"I will, I promise." She nodded and placed her hands back by her side. She turned and made her way back to her seat. However she soon paused and looked back over her shoulder.
"Goodbye, Obi-Wan." Her blue eyes sparkled as the sun just managed to hit them perfectly.
"Goodbye, M'Lady." Obi-Wan said, turning to leave the room.
That was it. He had no clue when he would see his love next. She had not asked him to stay. But, as much as Obi-Wan tried to convince himself it would happen he was thinking unrealistically. The Duchess of Mandalore could not rob him of his role in the galaxy, for she would feel guilty. But Obi-Wan wished that she would see past that and be selfish just for once. He wanted to be selfish for once. He had given everything for the Jedi and never asked for anything for himself except this once. He wanted more.
Obi-Wan soon made it back to the entrance of the palace to find Qui-Gon waiting for him. "All done?" The older man asked.
"Yes, Master, I'm ready to go." Obi-Wan sighed.
"Good," Qui-Gon responded, "now, let's get home."
