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 Lord Elatar was fidgeting noticeably.  His large arms were crossed over his chest and he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, over and over again.
âMy lord.â Â A strong, red hand, slightly age-worn and rough, rested on his forearm. Â âBe at peace. Â You will be fine.â
âItâs not me Iâm worried about,â the newly-christened Sith Lord said to Darth Oboa, his one-time master. Â Sukhera was still hairless and handsome, and the years had only put jovial lines of laughter on her red skin. Â Elatar smiled at the sheer faith in the womanâs gaze. Â Of course he would be fine. Â Sukhera had seen to that. Â Years of sparring in the backyard. Â Being knocked on his back again, and again, and again -- he had fought her incessantly until he beat her.
She had cried out for him to yield and had promoted him on the spot.
âThe twins.â Â Sukhera nodded solemnly. Â âYouâre worried about them?â
Elatar chuckled, thinking of his little brother Araehnâs tendency to just fight until he was knocked out -- and the way it was tempered by Shaeâlahâs uncanny ability to tweak health in the Force. Â âTheyâll be great,â he said, an easy smile on his face, âbut --â Â He came to a stop and lowered his arms. Â âWhat if I canât protect them? Â What if I canât do what I was born to do?â
âYou can,â Sukhera smiled and took Elatarâs large hand in both of hers, squeezing tightly. Â âThe three of you stay together and everything becomes possible.â Â Then her face grew serious and she looked into his eyes. Â âAnd you are your fatherâs son.â
âYeah.â Â He was going to say something further when he felt a distinct thump against his back.
âTell me something. Â Why is it, that on the day we get to leave, youâre sitting here being all glum?â Â Araehn was more his motherâs son than anything; brash and kind. Â He wore an easygoing grin marred only by the scars of old piercings that never took. Â And heâd been Elatarâs shadow from the day he was born.
Elatar laughed. Â âJust thinking about how terrible itâs going to be to haul your ass around the galaxy.â Â He grunted as Araehn elbowed him solidly in the ribs. Â He was just about to retaliate by tackling him to the ground when --
âThe two of you,â came a high, thin voice with a crisp Imperial accent, âcan never stop horsing around for one moment, can you?â Â Shaeâlah was tiny where the men were wide; thin where they were bulky. Â She looked rather fragile but she kept up alongside the two of them. Â âBesides, we all know itâs me whoâs going to do the arse-dragging.â
âItâs gonna be just like it always is, isnât it?â Â Elatar shook his head bemusedly. Â âThe three of us, and -- â
Shaeâlah smiled, getting up on tiptoes to ruffle at Elatarâs hair. Â âAnd weâll take the galaxy by storm.â
Araehn nudged Elatar in the ribs again, but then looped his arm around his brotherâs shoulders. Â âJust remember where we came from,â he said earnestly, lifting his other arm so that Shaeâlah could wedge herself in between them, âThe Force is on our side.â
It was.
They came from greatness and glory. Â From prophecy and tragedy. Â They had fought each other and their masters until they bled and blacked out; they had learned the mysteries of the Force until the air was thick with ozone and they could barely breathe. Â They had learned.
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Her child loved the garden. It was the brightest spot in the entire compound; a small grassy plot with fruit trees and a fish pond and a few lazy blurrgs that spent their time sunning themselves on the boulders spaced throughout.
Hanneke sat in the grass, her head tilted back to enjoy the unexpected sunlight on Dromund Kaas, when Elatarâs happy gurgle caught her attention. She cast her eyes back down to see him sitting up amongst the grass, blades of green poking out from between the fingers of his chubby brown-orange fist. He noticed her looking at him and smiled widely, an endearing gap-toothed grin as he held out his hand.
âMama,â he said, holding out his grass-filled hand, his yellow eyes wide with wonder. Hanneke laughed, scooting herself back a few paces.
âWhat do you have, honey?â She held out her hands, beckoning him to come toward her.
Elatar frowned slightly, looked down at his hand and back up at his mother, and reached again. âMama.â His tone was insistent and he stared at Hanneke, looking extremely put out at the fact that she wasnât coming to pick him up.
âCome here,â Hanneke said, a soft smile on her face, âand show me what youâve found.â
He did. Â Â She watched in awe, her heart swelling as Elatar took his very first steps. Â He didnât quite know what to do with his own legs, but he stood up and took a few stumbling steps straight into her arms, tripping at the end such that the handful of grass flew into her face.
âWell done,â she breathed, lifting him into her arms, the proudest sheâd ever felt. He giggled and nuzzled her neck. âYouâll have to show your father later.â