That whole night, while in bed, the meeting went around and around my head. I was trying to make sense of it, it didn't seem to make any sense. Did he have feelings for me? Is that why he protected me? Why he insists on getting my lightsaber back for me? A lightsaber I have already replaced.

But he wouldn't tell me his name, so what did he want from me?

I couldn't sleep the whole night, I lay awake, tossing and turning, just agonising about the incident. I was glad there was no mission for the next day, we would just be travelling back to The Jedi Temple. A few groups had been chosen to stay back, to monitor the activity in the city throughout the day and the night, because we had not found the sith the day before. But Obi Wan and myself had been called back to the temple. I suppose they either wanted to further my training with classes at the temple or wanted us to go out on a separate mission.

I watched as the sun rose up in the sky, illuminating the beautiful view from the window, which was mostly of the palace grounds. Nobody in the room I was in had woken up yet, it was peaceful here, it seemed like such a nice place to live. It was a shame the city was now plagued by the separatists and the people carrying out their dirty work.

It was odd to think of him as that, as a separatist, even as a sith really. Darth Malice just did not seem like the type, he had the stereotypical 'sith eyes' yes, but he had never done anything particularly wrong to me. If anything he had been nothing but good to me. It just didn't make sense. How could someone so callous and dark, being a sith, save someone, offer to retrieve their weapon, AND give them his cloak just because it was cold outside, even when this person was their natural enemy.

It made no sense, like the two things were complete opposites, so how they could possibly coexist within one being? The thoughts swum around my head, until I felt like my brain physically hurt from all the thinking, reasoning and agonising. Slowly turning away from the sun in the window I tried to rid the thoughts from my mind.

At breakfast we all convened around the grand tables in one of the eating halls of the palace, each padawan was situated next to their master. The Queen and her consort were stationed at the top of the table.

The atmosphere seemed very tense, as most of the younger jedis had never had to entertain or have a conversation with a person of royalty, so most of us did not know how to behave or which manner to speak in. The jedi masters seemed to have no issue with this, I supposed they were used to making negotiations with monarchs and royalty of many different nations, it was just part of the job.

Many looks were passed between the padawans, myself included. Looks which conveyed exactly what I thought, the awkwardness and cluelessness of the whole situation. But it was okay, for the most part the youngers did not speak, we ate our food quietly. When spoken to we answered in the polite way we were always taught, which probably just came off as normal to the people of high status, whom we shared the table with.

The food displayed upon the table was delicious, I had never tasted anything like it. You could tell these people lived luxurious lives. It was very lavish and was displayed beautifully, it almost seemed like a work of art, it seemed such a shame to eat it.

The table was quickly cleared by servants, after we had all finished eating. The monarchs had retired from the table and it was our turn to make our leave. We were quickly ushered away by our masters, we remained quiet for the most part and only received instructions from them. Those of us who were leaving Alderaan today were instructed to collect our things and meet the masters in the foyer. We did exactly that. I made sure to take extra care when I picked up the cloak. I folded my cloak very precisely and neatly, I slipped my lightsaber between the folds of cloth.

When I joined Obi-Wan at the entrance of the great palace, I noticed that his eyes lay upon the cloak for a moment. I decided to think nothing of it. I believe that I had gotten away with where I had claimed to have got it from last night. I had no reason to think that he thought otherwise.

I dismissed the thought and followed him out of the grand palace doors and out to the aircraft, the same one which had brought us, it had been brought back to take us back to the jedi temple.

Inside everyone seemed to split off and go into their own directions. I went and stood over by a window. It was small but it allowed me to look out and see the floor disappear beneath us as we ascended into the sky.

My mind mulled over all the things that had happened on this trip. This was not a normal trip, none of the things should have happened if it were. I don't know if this was the force trying to tell me something or not? I had to see how it went.

I lay the cloak out on the ledge in front of me, below the window. I strapped my lightsaber back into my belt. I smoothed my hands over the soft material and felt a little bump. How had I not noticed that before?

I dug into the inside pocket of the cloak and found an envelope, with something solid inside. I felt the internal struggle between my curiosity to see what was inside, and my natural politeness telling me to leave it alone as it was not mine. My curiosity won.

Inside there was a small piece of paper, which I quickly unfolded and read.

'Remember, I will come and find you."

That was it. It must have been intended for me. He must have known what he was going to do and what he was going to say. I found that kind of sweet.

I dug into the envelope again and found a stone. A bright red stone. I couldn't tell what it was, I would have to look at it, surely it had to have a meaning. One I could not decipher at the moment. I put everything back into the envelope, and stowed it back into the pocket in which I had found it, with a smile.


Sorry it's a short one, I've been very busy recently. Thank you for reading!