The sky was dark. Remla stared out of her window; looking out at the stars, reflecting back on the time when she had seen Taffo fall off the platform, see her fall down through the clouds.
That had been weeks ago, and now she had finished the gruelling tasks of the trials. She had passed, she had completed them. And now she was a Jedi Knight.
She heard a knock at her door, and opened it, surprised to see her Master standing there.
"Hi Anakin." Remla smiled, pleased that he had visited her. Her Master was all she had, now that Taffo had gone.
"I'm sorry about Taffo." Anakin said quietly, looking at the ground.
"You don't need to be." Remla said. "I saved her, and I'm glad about that. I know I can't do anything else about it."
"I'm proud that you are a Jedi Knight." Anakin smiled. "Like me."
"Yeah." Remla smiled happily. "How did you end up with a Padawan, even though you aren't a Master?"
"It's a long story." Anakin laughed, then went serious. "I told Samoline of Taffo's passing."
Remla frowned. Anakin had spoken of this Samoline as though she should know it.
"Taffo's mother." Anakin clarified. Remla looked at the ground. She had forgotten that Taffo's mother was here, in the Temple, training her own Padawan.
She could remember how Taffo had mentioned about her mother, briefly. Remla wondered how Samoline would take the news of her daughter's death. But she was confused; would Samoline have known that Taffo hadn't died in Korriban? The Council would have told her. Or she, as Taffo's mother, would have known that Taffo had never died.
"Well, I must be going." Anakin smiled slightly. "I'm on a mission to protect Senator Amidala."
"Okay." Remla nodded; quite disappointed that she wouldn't be going on missions with Anakin anymore. She looked at her Master. There were no feelings like Taffo had had for Obi Wan.
And Remla was okay with that.
"May the Force be with you." Anakin nodded at his Padawan and left. Remla watched her former Master leave, and wondered what her future would hold. She would be able to go on her own missions, but occasionally she would need a Master. And she hoped that Anakin would go with her. And perhaps, she would get her own Padawan one day. And Remla promised that her Padawan would not fall.
Remla looked back out of the window, looking out at the stars. And for a moment, she could sense Taffo nearby; she could sense her in the Force.
And Taffo was happy where she was.
The end of my Star Wars stories! I'm considering another sequel, when Remla begins to train her Padawan, but not so sure. Thanks for taking time to read this story! Any comments would be appreciated!