#therefcrmer

jaster mareel was a man that she knew by legend more than anything else. “had one of us been born in a different time, i certainly could have told you such a thing.” satine, too, without a doubt, but she did not bring up duchess kryze just yet. she had been a dear friend, still a sore spot in her own heart. “i lost count of the attempts on my life for trying to do the same. war brings money and there are too many people willing to kill for that.”

the compliment is unexpected, though not unwelcome. padmé was not a woman who needed much flattery, had more than enough confidence in herself, but the last few months had left her more shaken than she would have liked to admit. especially given how much of it had been publicized. “thank you, i appreciate your kindness,” she stated sincerely, some warmth blossoming from her voice. “unfortunately too often, it seems, we’re all forced to face the opposite. it’s nice to meet someone with a different perspective.”