* Truth be Told *
Mara had been feeding Ben in her private quarters. He was just about asleep and Luke was nearly finished with his shower.
Abrupt knocked shattered her hopes of spending time with her husband. "Come in."
"Mistress Jade, I… oh I'm so sorry I d-didn't mean t—"
"It's ok, Ben is only eating. What is Feng?" she asked calmly. After a week talking with the Yuuzhan Vong, he had been quite corporative with everyone, especially Cilghal who was the one who needed his assistance the most. Because of his help, he was aloud to freely roam the ship, though the same rules applied to him as any other passenger on broad, he simply decided to stay in and about the healing ward. Spending most of his time checking up on Jaina or talking with Kyp. A grim yet solemn look compiled on his face. "Feng? Is there something wrong?"
"I told Kyp about Anakin."
The Yuuzhan Vong brought up her nephew's name slowly, being most considerate of her feelings. Obviously he knew what it was like to loose a friend. She was speechless, and kind of confused on where to go with the new information. Kyp had not known about Anakin's death, nor did Jaina, his older sister. "Where is he now?"
"The last time I checked, he was in his quarters sleeping."
Nodding, she glanced at her own son letting the silence linger. "Who was it?"
"Who was what?" Frowning, Feng blinked back his hollow looking eyes.
"Who was taken from you to death?"
"It was said Jedi could not use their Force tricks to look into the souls of Yuuzhan Vong, and yet you have done so." He answered.
"No, trick. Just years of experience and first hand knowledge. You can trust me."
He took a deep breath, before speaking out the long hidden secret of his heart. "Her name was CaRày. She was my first line blood relative."
"Your sister," Mara breathed out the surprise.
"Yes, she was barely three years of age, and even then she got herself into trouble. I tried to silence her from the conferment of her caretakers because of her outspokenness, but I was unable to get to her in time before they took her away." He paused. "Two years ago I was ordered to guard the opening of the Embrace of Pain as they cleansed a Shamed One. Her screams still have etched themselves in my ears and dare I say, I hear them at night."
"I'm so sorry." The Jedi Master looked up with tears in her eyes. She could tell, even in his hollow sockets that a wetness also dampened his cheeks.
"She at least is free from their tortures."
"But it still hurts. I know. I was taken from my parents as a young child. I have no memory of them but of home all I remember is water and a cool breeze."
"It seems life's journey has lead us on similar paths yet both of us are not even far from related."
Smiling lightly, she added. "One doesn't have to be related to know heartbreak."
Mara had been feeding Ben in her private quarters. He was just about asleep and Luke was nearly finished with his shower.
Abrupt knocked shattered her hopes of spending time with her husband. "Come in."
"Mistress Jade, I… oh I'm so sorry I d-didn't mean t—"
"It's ok, Ben is only eating. What is Feng?" she asked calmly. After a week talking with the Yuuzhan Vong, he had been quite corporative with everyone, especially Cilghal who was the one who needed his assistance the most. Because of his help, he was aloud to freely roam the ship, though the same rules applied to him as any other passenger on broad, he simply decided to stay in and about the healing ward. Spending most of his time checking up on Jaina or talking with Kyp. A grim yet solemn look compiled on his face. "Feng? Is there something wrong?"
"I told Kyp about Anakin."
The Yuuzhan Vong brought up her nephew's name slowly, being most considerate of her feelings. Obviously he knew what it was like to loose a friend. She was speechless, and kind of confused on where to go with the new information. Kyp had not known about Anakin's death, nor did Jaina, his older sister. "Where is he now?"
"The last time I checked, he was in his quarters sleeping."
Nodding, she glanced at her own son letting the silence linger. "Who was it?"
"Who was what?" Frowning, Feng blinked back his hollow looking eyes.
"Who was taken from you to death?"
"It was said Jedi could not use their Force tricks to look into the souls of Yuuzhan Vong, and yet you have done so." He answered.
"No, trick. Just years of experience and first hand knowledge. You can trust me."
He took a deep breath, before speaking out the long hidden secret of his heart. "Her name was CaRày. She was my first line blood relative."
"Your sister," Mara breathed out the surprise.
"Yes, she was barely three years of age, and even then she got herself into trouble. I tried to silence her from the conferment of her caretakers because of her outspokenness, but I was unable to get to her in time before they took her away." He paused. "Two years ago I was ordered to guard the opening of the Embrace of Pain as they cleansed a Shamed One. Her screams still have etched themselves in my ears and dare I say, I hear them at night."
"I'm so sorry." The Jedi Master looked up with tears in her eyes. She could tell, even in his hollow sockets that a wetness also dampened his cheeks.
"She at least is free from their tortures."
"But it still hurts. I know. I was taken from my parents as a young child. I have no memory of them but of home all I remember is water and a cool breeze."
"It seems life's journey has lead us on similar paths yet both of us are not even far from related."
Smiling lightly, she added. "One doesn't have to be related to know heartbreak."