(3rd person P.O.V)
"Mandalore you must go, protect Duchess you must" Yoda said as he walked beside his latest Padawan, now turned master Jedi, Ziva Vicari.
"Of course, Master Yoda, when do you wish me to depart?" Ziva asked looking down at her old master,
"noon you must, waste no time, important it is" (why is it so hard to write Yoda? T-T) Ziva looked up at the sun to estimate how much time they had left, maybe another solid fifteen minutes before she had to leave, it should be enough time for one final walked with her old Master.
"has there been word from Obi-Wan?" she asked, Ziva had met Obi-Wan a couple of times, and during those times, she had interrogated him enough to know that he and Duchess Satine Kryze of Mandalore had been close in their youth.
"In hiding he is still" Ziva nodded, sure his Padawan Anakin had turned to the dark side, but she still could not comprehend why Obi-Wan would go into hiding.
"Shall I inform the Duchess of this?" She asked fiddling with the lightsaber that was hanging on her belt.
"No, hurt her it will" Yoda said as they started walking onto the landing pad where a ship was waiting.
"Good luck, I wish you" Ziva nodded and boarded the ship.
(Ziva's P.O.V)
It had taken almost six hours before I had reached Mandalore, and when I did, I wasn't very shocked, it looked just like I pictured it, pacifist, not peaceful, but not violent either. Walking off of the ship, I was greeted by two guards,
"Greeting Master Jedi" one of the guards said as they bowed at the waist,
"Do not bow to me, the only person you should bow to is your Duchess" I said, I could see the surprise of my statement in their eyes, no doubt they had been brought up to bow to almost everyone with a higher rank in society then them.
"Now I do believe that I have a job to do, and to do that job, I need to start by meeting with said Duchess." The guards nodded and lead me to through the city, none of us said anything, so we just walked forwards, I never let my eyes drift to the whispering people that lined the streets, watching us, I tuned them out, and focused myself on fiddling with my light saber, a habit I had gotten into over the years of training.
We entered to greet a random servant who was sent to fetch the Duchess as quickly as possible, one of the guards stopped outside the door, and the other lead me towards a fancy throne against the back wall, elevated by a platform.
You stood there admiring the room for maybe a couple minutes before one of the side door opens,
"Not that I mind, but why have they not sent Master Kenobi to protect me this time?" The Duchess asked as she walked into the room, spitting out the word protect like it was poison, the woman was tall, and thin, with dazzling blue eyes, and short platinum blonde hair. She was dressed in a more complicated, yet beautiful, dress then one of the ones I had seen Padme in while she was queen, but this dress was long enough were the Duchess had to hold up the front of the dress to keep from tripping.
"Although Master Yoda had advised me against telling you, I feel as though I must" I said as Duchess Satine sat upon her throne,
"Go on" she said leaning forward slightly in anticipation, I looked around the room wearily, not knowing who of these people I can trust, the Duchess seeming to notice this took action,
"Leave us" she commanded her voice echoing through the room, some were more reluctant to leave then others, but eventually it was just the two of us in the room,
"Now, tell me what you feel you must tell me" she ordered, her voice was soft yet commanding.
"alright, although you may not like it" she only nodded and motioned for me to get on with it,
"Anakin Skywalker has turned to the dark side, he has slaughtered all of the younger force sensitive children in the, now destroyed, Jedi temple" I paused, the Duchess seemed deep in thought, "Padme Amidala has died in child birth, her twin children however survived, Luke and Leia, though they are now split up" the Duchess looked down with sadness in her eyes, you took a gulp, you knew this next one would more than likely hurt her the most, from how close Obi-Wan said they once were.
"And Master Obi-Wan Kenobi has gone into hiding" the Duchess looked at me like she was about to cry from all this information,
"How can all this sadness happen without me knowing? Why must it happen to good people who don't deserve it?" she asked silent tears started to trickle down her face, some of her make up smudged, she looked so helpless, and I may never know why, but I had pulled her up from her throne and let her sob into my shoulder, soaking my robe in her tears.
"hush now, it's alright, it's as they say, it's always the best of people that are hurt the most" I could feel the Duchess calm down, slowly sure, but at least she didn't have to go through this alone.
"How about we play twenty questions"
(Satine's P.O.V)
"How about we play twenty questions" I looked up at the Jedi who was holding me,
"What?" I had never heard of such a thing, but I was curious, but of course I was curious about this woman since I entered the room, she wasn't like the other Jedi I had met, she was calmer, she had more mirth, and something else I just don't know what.
"It's a game, where I ask a question then we both answer it, and then you ask a question, and we repeat twenty times," she whipped my tears away, and helped me sit back down on my throne before taking her own seat on the floor at my feet,
"So it's a game to get to know each other?" I asked looking down at her, her dark shiny brown hair was pulled back in a long braid that was slung over her right shoulder, her green eyes sparkled with life, and her lightly tanned skin was toned and muscular. But those old Jedi robes did not compliment her at all.
"Exactly, so fist question, what is your full title?" I smiled slightly, yes it did pain me to hear about what had become of my friends, but for some reason, being with this woman, I don't know why, but her aura is so bright and cheerful, that you can't stay sad even if you wanted to.
"Duchess Satine Kryze of Mandalore, and a proud pacifist, but call me Satine, now you" she giggled slightly at my pacifist remark, and I can see why, in a galaxy like this, it's hard for one to find any pacifists, let alone a whole planet, but that's what made Mandalore, well, Mandalore. She cleared her throat before speaking,
"Jedi Knight Ziva Vicari, Ex-Padawan to Jedi Master Yoda, but please call me Ziva, I'm not a big fan of fancy titles" I nodded at this information,
"what was your home planet, surely you were not born in the Jedi temple?" I asked,
"no of course not, I was born on Rishi" Ziva paused for a moment at the mention of her home planet, she shook her head and continued, "now, how about you, have you always lived on Mandalore?" she asked, I shook my head slightly, as to not let my head dress fall off,
"No, I was born on Kalevala, I came to Mandalore later in life" she tilted her head in confusion,
"Never heard of it" she said bobbing her head with her lips pulled into a straight line,
"and I have never heard of Rishi, so were even" I said and we laughed together, when we had calmed down, Ziva continued the game.
"Okay, um, who is your favorite family member?" she asked, and I didn't hesitate,
"My nephew Korkie" she nodded, "What about you?" I asked observing how her body tensed, it wasn't completely noticeable, but with a trained eye, it was easy to spot.
"Well I technically don't have any family, at least that I remember, but Master Windu was kind of like a father figure I guess" I knew that force sensitive children were sent away at young ages before they could form close attachments to their parents, and I know I shouldn't feel bad for her because this is something that happened on a regular basis, but I did I felt bad, and I don't know why.
We went on like that for the next half an hour, laughing, and sometimes just silence out of respect, but it was weird, this woman, I was ready to put my life in her hands, and I had just met her less than thirty minutes ago. We both stood up and walked out of the room, I showed her around and made sure she knew that my room was just next door, for security reasons of course, I also re assured her that I would have a list for her every morning with what I'm doing during the day, when, and where.
"Well I bid you goodnight"
(Ziva's P.O.V)
"Well I bid you goodnight," I said as we stopped in front of my door,
"Do you not want something to eat? I know you missed dinner, but-" I held up my hand to cut her off,
"No, I ate on the ship" that was a lie, but I wasn't hungry, if anything I was more tired than anything else.
"alright, I shall see you in the morning" Satine replied as she entered her room, her two maids that had been following us the whole time during the tour followed her in. Once the door was closed I waited for any disturbance, when there was none I walked into my own room, it was big, but not to big, the floor was carpeted, with a double bed against the far wall, and a living room, set up, I probably won't ever use it but it was nice. I walked over and flopped onto the bed and almost instantly I fell asleep.
(Dream)
everything was blurry, colors where mixed together, and fuzzy like clouds clumped together. I looked around two figures were standing in front of me, one was smaller than the other, and while the taller figure was made up of fuzzy yellow, and pale blue, the smaller one was brown with purple.
"come here my love, I have something for you" the taller figure walked towards me, it was defiantly a she from her softer, higher pitched voice, and it was familiar I just can't put a finger on it. I stood still, it's not that I didn't want to move, I couldn't move, I tried as the taller figure got close enough to where our noses where touching, and the figure crashed her lips on mine,
"Ewww, mama stop it, that's gross" the smaller figure yelled, a young girl, that's what the voice belonged to. I tried to focused on what was happening, and tried to make the images more clear, but instead it all started to fade away.