In a galaxy far, far away....
Xzara Ardmore, warrior princess and seventh child to the King of Aquilae. Under the threat of a warring planet, her protection is placed in the trust of Jedi Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker and padawan trainer Ahsoka T...
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OBI-WAN LED XZARA DOWN the halls, talking excitedly about the force. Xzara listened intently, not wanting to miss a single word he was saying. He stopped at the library. "I assume you have books on Jedi history?"
Xzara nodded slowly. "Yes...I was taught about them as a child."
Obi-Wan smirked. "Great, just lead the way," He stepped aside for Xzara. She raised a brow at him. He laughed. "Well, I don't know how you organize your library."
Xzara paused, then laughed. She just felt this constant buzz of excitement that enveloped her when around Obi-Wan. "Right, of course. This way," She smiled shyly, slipping past Obi-Wan into the large and extravagant library. She briskly walked past the dimly lit rows of books, passing her brothers, the twins, Jeevan and Juro, laughing to themselves.
She hoped they wouldn't notice her and she nearly thought they didn't, until Jeevan called out. "Zar! Come join us!" She dropped her shoulders, groaned quietly. She turned to them with a fake smile.
"Jeevan, Juro! I didn't even notice you two," She chuckled, praying that they wouldn't stall for long. "I was just on my way to the family history section, I can't talk."
Juro laughed, jumping up from his seat. He reached Xzara in four long strides and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Seriously? You'd rather read up on boring history than play Friend or Foe with your brothers?"
Friend or Foe was a game the twins had come up with then they were little and still play it to this day. Xzara used to play when she was younger, but now she can't stand it. "What's friend or foe?" She heard Obi-Wan ask. She turned to him, eyes wide, shaking her head.
Juro smirked. "We're so glad you asked, Master Jedi," He moved away from Xzara and over to Obi-Wan. "Come see for yourself."
Xzara watched Obi-Wan as he followed her brother, arms crossed in frustration. He politely nodded as Juro and Jeevan explained their little game and soon came back over to her. "Are you finished?" She huffed.
Obi-Wan laughed. "Yes. That was quite entertaining," Xzara scoffed, beginning her walk to the back of the library once more. "You have a very interesting family." He hummed.
Xzara let out a loud laugh. "Interesting is just a way of saying strange, which I agree with," She stopped in front of a large green metal door. She placed her hand directly in its middle, speaking the password, "May the rein of Ardmore be evermore." With a click and a hiss, the door opened slowly.
"What was that language?" Obi-Wan asked curiously. "I've never heard it before."
"It's the ancient language of my people," She spoke, continuing to walk into the glowing room. She had grown fond of this section of the library, using it as a hiding spot over her youth. Obi-Wan, on the other hand, couldn't seem to contain his amazement. Xzara chuckled quietly. "No one speaks it anymore, that's why it's used as the password to the most precious books on the planet."
