Kiel Da, the Supreme Chancellor, got ready for bed. It had been an entire month since Jalaen had entered immortality. Rubble, apprenticed to her sister, Shaak Ti, had imparted the information that Jalaen had been assassinated by Zam Wessel. And not only that, but Wessel had been paid by the TechnoUnion.
Not surprising. Jalaen had learned that the TechnoUnion had been building huge factories to make an army. Jalaen had gone, laying waste to many of these factories. She had become a threat to most of the Separatist council.
A cold draft circulated through the room. Maybe Radame left his door open, Kiel thought. The Chagrian preferred his room to be a cool temperature.
Kiel walked over to Radame's room, but his door was shut. What could be causing this draft? Kiel pulled her silk robe closer around her. Sensing eyes watching her, she spun around to gaze into the reptilian eyes of a masked figure, cloaked and hooded.
Kiel pulled out a small blaster. "I am Supreme Chancellor Kiel Da of the Galactic Republic. I will kill any intruder. Reveal yourself now," Kiel growled at the intruder, gun level to the tall alien's head.
The figure looked amused, then pulled back the cloth that hid his face.
Kiel gasped. It was a face that was very familiar, one she had seen so many times. Looking at the alien's left hand, Kiel noted that it was wrapped in blue fabric. Beads of every color decorated the braids in the thick, black hair that cascaded from the intruder's head. Her cape was decorated with a lone, red stripe. A very noticeable scar was located underneath the figure's right eye. Proud, golden eyes locked with Kiel's.
"Jalaen!" Kiel exclaimed. "I thought you were dead!"