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A small form stood draped in a decadent cloak, storm blue eyes looking out at the vastness of space as her cold hands trembled. Staring at her reflection in the window she could not shake the cold dread that had begun to worm its way in to her heart, filling her with doubt and fear. She looked over to the old man sitting across the room as their transport hurtled through the void of space to their destination. His wise eyes looked back with a masked concern that she could only recognize from a year in his service. The Republic Ambassador Kailil of Mirial was a credit to his people, honoring their ways and seeking to do all he could for others. The child knew this but still could not find the appeal of the life that he chose and that she hastily chose for herself.
With a wave of his hand she glided as she had been taught to the chair beside him, sitting with her head bowed. "Tell me, young one, what troubles you." Though he worded himself as if asking she knew that he demanded an answer. She took a moment to gather herself before speaking.
"I've had a feeling, Ambassador. Almost like a premonition, I would think. I feel that something horrible will happen during this mission." She did not dare to look up at him, knowing that her word would be dismissed as she was by no means Force sensitive enough to sense anything in the future or even the past.
"I see..." was all he spoke as he resumed looking out the window, ignoring her for the duration of their trip to Imperial space. The young Mirialan girl chewed nervously on the inside of her cheek, trying desperately to push aside her consuming uneasiness as they traveled in to the depths of Imperial space.
