I'd Miss You Still
by obi's girl
Chapter 7, Post 1
Cherith braced herself before entering the 'Jedi' gym. Honestly, she didn't know what to expect. She knew a little about the Jedi, their powers and stuff but this was still a new world for her. But a big part of my world, she realized as the door swooshed opened...
The room was filled with Jedi either sparring with lightsabers, meditating, Jedi Masters giving lectures or Jedi levitating something.
"Wow," she managed, staring in awe, "This place is amazing!"
"Cherith Fel?" a voice asked.
She turned around and found herself smiling at a 16-year-old boy. He smiled timidly, "I heard about you. You're Master Skywalker's grandniece? My father's good friends with him,"
Cherith smiled, blushing a little, "Who's your father?"
"Corran Horn. I'm Valin,"
"You already know my name so there's no need for an introduction there," she mused and quickly searched the gym for Kyp through the Force, incase he was waiting somewhere else but she didn't sense him anywhere. "Are you here with your father or are you training alone?"
"My dad's busy with your Uncle," he said, "But if you're not busy, you can hang out with me and we can talk, unless you're waiting for someone,"
Cherith frowned and bit her lip, "I am for someone, I'm sorry Valin," she regretted, "I'm waiting for Kyp Durron, he's my Master,"
He shrugged, "I heard about that but I didn't believe it. Everyone assumed Master Skywalker would train you,"
"Why should it matter?" she snapped, "He's not evil. He hasn't done anything to hurt me,"
"Wait a minute, do you even know what he did?" Valin asked. Before Cherith could say anything, she looked down as Kyp's shadow fell over the boy and Valin turned around and smiled, "Oh, hello Master Durron,"
Kyp looked at Cherith and smiled, "Sorry, I'm late. I was preoccupied this morning,"
Cherith smiled, "That's all right, Master. I was early or later, rather," she turned to Valin, "We can get together later after my lessons. Is that all right, Valin?"
The boy smiled immediately, "I look forward to it, Cherith," he said and quickly left.
She giggled watching him leave as Kyp glanced at the boy and then at his apprentice and laughed, "Someone has a little crush," he teased.
"I don't have a crush on that boy," Cherith scolded, "He's cute, yes, but I was just being polite. He's a nice boy,"
"His father hates me," Kyp mused as he grabbed a spare mock lightsaber from the closet, "but I don't think that really matters,"
Cherith shrugged and took the mock lightsaber from him, "So, why does everybody hate you, with the exception of my mom?"
Kyp rolled his eyes, "It's nothing, just something that happened a long time ago no one is willing to forget. But don't worry about it Cherith, all right? You don't care what other people think so why should it matter?" She didn't say anything but she knew her answer. "C'mon, let's get started."
"We're going to start with lightsabers right away?" she questioned, "I thought we were going to float some stuff and then eventually work our way up?"
"Normally, that would be the first lesson but I want to see if you're good with it first," he shrugged and smiled, "Your mother's beaten me a couple times so I was curious if you'd picked up on a few things from her,"
Cherith frowned, "I'm not really used to fighting with a lightsaber...Why not start with levitation? I'm pretty good at that."
Kyp nodded and shut off his lightsaber, "All right, we'll start with a levitation exercise but tomorrow, lightsaber practice evaluation,"
"Yes, Master." she whispered.
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Chapter 7, Post 2
Jaina moaned, feeling a disturbance from the Force as she tried to sleep in her small space behind Jag's seat. Finally, overwhelmed by the disturbance and lack of comfortability, she woke up and looked at Jag's reflection. He was worried about something, panicked almost.
"Jag, what's wrong? Is everything all right?" she asked, sincerely worried something had gone wrong.
"We're almost to the rendezvous point," he mumbled and waited for a snide comment or something but nothing came. "Comfortable back there?"
She rolled her eyes, "Oh yes, very comfortable in this very small space even thought it's not to Goddess standards, if you're curious."
Jag laughed, "Sorry, m'lady," and flipped a top switch.
"Whatever...Where are we?"
"The planet Naboo," he mused, gesturing to the blue-white ball below them.
~~
Naboo. Jaina had traveled a lot in her early childhood with her brothers but Naboo wasn't a name she was familiar and somehow, she felt she should have been. She smiled, watching many of the Nubians pass her and Jag. They wore such beautiful clothes, she was almost envious of them and their buildings were amazing. She stood in awe of the palace for a moment before Jag touched her shoulder and nearly jumped.
"Sorry," she smiled, "Jag, this place, it's beautiful. You have good taste,"
He shrugged, "Thanks but I shouldn't take the credit for this," Jaina frowned and looked at him curiously. She was tempted to probe him through the Force but didn't. He gestured instead to an air taxi as he continued, "Kidnapping you was not my idea, Jaina. The only reason I went along with it because it seemed nothing else was working,"
Jaina's frown remained as he helped her into the taxi and then she turned to him, "So wait a minute, if this wasn't your idea then who's was it?"
"Can't tell you that," he said quickly, "I made a promise to my conspirators that I wouldn't divulge their names,"
She shrugged and sat back, "I'd like to know...I mean, if things work out, I'd like to thank them,"
"Work out?" Jag echoed, "Let's just focus on the here and now."
Jaina smiled at him again as the driver turned to him, "Where would you two lovers like to go?"
Jag shrugged, "I'm not particularly familiar with your planet but a romantic private getaway would be preferable,"
The man smiled and laughed, "I know just the place."
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Chapter 7, Post 3
Corran Horn huffed, stumbling through the apartment before he finally made his way to the kitchen and grabbed himself an ice pack from the fridge and rested it on his jaw. A moment later, he rolled his eyes as Valin entered the apartment and grabbed the extra stool at the counter and sat across from him, grining.
He raised an eyebrow and huffed again, "All right, what did you do?"
"I didn't do anything, but I met the nicest and sweetest girl today," Valin boosted, "And your friends with her grand uncle,"
Corran frowned and thought a minute, his mind still reeling from sparring and getting whacked in the jaw. "Okay, I think you're gonna have to tell me before I start to develop a headache or a migraine,"
"Cherith Fel, Master Skywalker's grandniece," he started, "She's beautiful, too. Dark black hair and deep green eyes, and the sweetest smile..."
Corran rolled his eyes and removed the ice pack from his jaw, "You just met her today, and already you have a crush on her?"
Valin smiled, "Yeah. Oh, I'm gonna meet up with her later to hang out. I was wandering if you could give me any advice,"
"Advice? Advice about what?"
He shrugged, "She's a girl, dad! What do I say to her? How am I supposed to act?"
"Like her friend, Valin," Corran said and placed the pack again on his jaw.
"What happened to you?" Valin asked, recognizing the bruise on his jaw for the first time.
Corran rolled his eyes, "Lightsaber match today and I lost, but don't tell your mother that,"
Valin shrugged and hopped off the stool, "Well, I better go and meet Cherith...Um, that's not considered as a date is it?"
"No, son," Corran moaned.
"Oh, well ya know, I was just curious if that qualified as a date or as a get together kinda thing," he mused and grinned again, "Gotta go," and left the apartment, the grin still on his face.
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Chapter 7, Post 3
Jag glanced at the lake retreat as he unboarded the gondola. He didn't really know what to expect when the driver said he knew just the right place, but he was right. It was the perfect place, their place. He smiled to himself and turned back to Jaina as he held his hand, helping out.
She smiled and glanced around the lake retreat and then looked at Jag, extending her arm to him, "Walk me to our secret hide away?" He took her arm and guided up the stairs to the retreat.
~~
"This place truly is very beautiful," Jaina started as she and Jag leaned against the balcony, overlooking the lake. "It's so easy to forget all our troubles here,"
He smiled, glancing at the horizon, "That's the whole point, Jaina. To forget all our troubles and get back to us, the way we used to be," Jag suddenly fell silent, breathing hard as he stared at Jaina. Her gaze drifted to his as he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. He expected Jaina to pull away at any minute but was shocked when she didn't and simply pulled him closer.
Finally, when she did pull away, it was to breathe. "I'm hungry," she mused.
Jag shrugged, feeling his own stomach growling and frowned, "Me too. Let's go inside," Jaina nodded, leaning off the balcony and walked inside as Jag followed behind her, a sly grin on his face.
~~
Jaina smiled at the handmaiden as she showed her, her room, which was conveniently not far from Jag's (about 4 doors down the hall). The handmaiden gestured to the dresser as Jaina sat on the large bed, tilting her head as her eyes roamed about the room. "What's your name, handmaiden?"
"Larissa, madam," she said quietly, looking through the dresser, "And yours?"
Jaina thought a minute. It probably wasn't a good idea to tell Larissa her real name, especially since her family was well known and the purpose of her stay on Naboo with Jag was for them to reconnect. But Jaina felt she could trust her. "Jaina Fel, I'm here with my husband on our honeymoon,"
That wasn't far from the truth. Jagged Fel and Jaina Solo were engaged to be married but then she died and it seemed for awhile, their future was put on hold.
Larissa turned to her and smiled, a black dress in hand, "That's sweet, madam. You made the right choice. I hope you and your husband enjoy yourselves," she said and then laid the black corset dress out on the bed, "For lunch,"
Jaina looked at the corset dress and then at the handmaiden, "This is for lunch?"
She nodded, "Yes, and when you're finished, I'll have your dinner dress ready unless you want to explore the rest of the retreat or go out on a picnic,"
"Wait a minute," Jaina started, "Are you telling me every time I go somewhere, I have to change into a different dress?"
"Unless you want to wear the same clothes you're wearing right now,"
Jaina smiled, "No, I'm more than happy to change but..."
Before she could say anything else, Larissa sat on the bed and unbraided Jaina's hair, "This is your honeymoon, madam. I would think you would want to be beautiful for your lover. Besides, I think it would be waste if you never dressed up while you're here. Naboo is too beautiful."
She shrugged, "I guess but please, no high heels. Slippers will do."
"Yes, m'lady,"
~~
Jag had his arms crossed as he waited in the dining area, looking at the many tapestries and paintings. He'd already been shown to his room and fitted into new clothes for lunch. Now, he was waiting for Jaina.
As he turned again to glance at the hall, he was shocked to find a handmaiden waiting on him. "Everything to your liking, m'lord?" she asked.
He smiled, "Everything's fine. Um, how long until my lady joins me for lunch?"
"Not long, m'lord," she said and gestured to the fruit on the table, "If you're hungry, you can eat a piece of fruit." Jag didn't say anything as the handmaiden left his sight and returned to the hall, and to Jaina's room. Once she was gone, Jag hurriedly rushed to the table and grabbed the largest fruit he could find. "Food," he cried and as he was about to take a bite, he caught a glimpse of legs.
He raised his gaze some more until he was looking at Jaina's face. She laughed as he dropped the fruit and stared at her. Jaina rolled her eyes and bent down, picked up the fruit and handed it back to Jag, her fingers touching his.
"Jaina, you're beautiful," he whispered.
She blushed and stood up, sitting on the left hand side of the circle table as Jag took his seat and set the fruit aside. "The corset's a little tight," she mused, "but thank you for the compliment. Um, by the way, I told my handmaiden we're here on our honeymoon,"
Jag shrugged and smiled, "Honeymoon? I guess that means we shouldn't be in separate rooms tonight."
Jaina blushed again, "No, we're still in separate rooms Jag."
"But married people don't take separate rooms, Jaina." He pointed out, taking a bite of the fruit.
Jaina didn't say anything as her handmaiden and another handmaiden entered the dining room with two trays in hand. "For appetizers, we have prepared salad and for the main course, soup and roasted chicken. Is that to your liking, m'lady?"
"Yes fine, Larissa. Thank you,"
"Sounds delicious," Jag added as the two handmaidens left them alone again. He looked again at Jaina, "Still Jaina, if we are married, we should share the same room."
She laughed, removing the lid on her food, "Not a chance, Jag," she mused and tasted the salad, "Hmm. This is delicious."
He shrugged and tasted the salad himself, "Wow," he exclaimed, "Did she say there's soup and chicken coming?"
A moment later, Larissa returned again to the dining room with the roasted chicken and soup. She smiled at Jaina before quickly retreating to the kitchen again.
~~
"I'm sorry Jag," Jaina said as they rested on the balcony after lunch. "For the way I've been treating you lately," she admitted, "You were right. I said I was going to give you a second chance but instead, I was giving you the cold shoulder. I'm sorry,"
"Don't worry about it, Jaina," Jag whispered as he reached over and lightly touched her shoulder. "I was trying to hard,"
She smiled and looked at him, "No, you were wonderful...It was just, I was scared. I was scared of my heart breaking again." Jaina huffed and looked at the lake again, "And there was so much pressure on the both of us to get back together,"
He nodded, "I won't disagree with that,"
"And we probably will in the end," she reasoned and stared into his eyes again, "We're supposed to have a happy ending,"
"We certainly deserve one after all we've been through,"
Jaina laughed as Jaina leaned down again and kissed Jaina, and as she backed away, he heard her whisper, "I love you, Jagged Fel,"
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Chapter 7, Post 1
Cherith braced herself before entering the 'Jedi' gym. Honestly, she didn't know what to expect. She knew a little about the Jedi, their powers and stuff but this was still a new world for her. But a big part of my world, she realized as the door swooshed opened...
The room was filled with Jedi either sparring with lightsabers, meditating, Jedi Masters giving lectures or Jedi levitating something.
"Wow," she managed, staring in awe, "This place is amazing!"
"Cherith Fel?" a voice asked.
She turned around and found herself smiling at a 16-year-old boy. He smiled timidly, "I heard about you. You're Master Skywalker's grandniece? My father's good friends with him,"
Cherith smiled, blushing a little, "Who's your father?"
"Corran Horn. I'm Valin,"
"You already know my name so there's no need for an introduction there," she mused and quickly searched the gym for Kyp through the Force, incase he was waiting somewhere else but she didn't sense him anywhere. "Are you here with your father or are you training alone?"
"My dad's busy with your Uncle," he said, "But if you're not busy, you can hang out with me and we can talk, unless you're waiting for someone,"
Cherith frowned and bit her lip, "I am for someone, I'm sorry Valin," she regretted, "I'm waiting for Kyp Durron, he's my Master,"
He shrugged, "I heard about that but I didn't believe it. Everyone assumed Master Skywalker would train you,"
"Why should it matter?" she snapped, "He's not evil. He hasn't done anything to hurt me,"
"Wait a minute, do you even know what he did?" Valin asked. Before Cherith could say anything, she looked down as Kyp's shadow fell over the boy and Valin turned around and smiled, "Oh, hello Master Durron,"
Kyp looked at Cherith and smiled, "Sorry, I'm late. I was preoccupied this morning,"
Cherith smiled, "That's all right, Master. I was early or later, rather," she turned to Valin, "We can get together later after my lessons. Is that all right, Valin?"
The boy smiled immediately, "I look forward to it, Cherith," he said and quickly left.
She giggled watching him leave as Kyp glanced at the boy and then at his apprentice and laughed, "Someone has a little crush," he teased.
"I don't have a crush on that boy," Cherith scolded, "He's cute, yes, but I was just being polite. He's a nice boy,"
"His father hates me," Kyp mused as he grabbed a spare mock lightsaber from the closet, "but I don't think that really matters,"
Cherith shrugged and took the mock lightsaber from him, "So, why does everybody hate you, with the exception of my mom?"
Kyp rolled his eyes, "It's nothing, just something that happened a long time ago no one is willing to forget. But don't worry about it Cherith, all right? You don't care what other people think so why should it matter?" She didn't say anything but she knew her answer. "C'mon, let's get started."
"We're going to start with lightsabers right away?" she questioned, "I thought we were going to float some stuff and then eventually work our way up?"
"Normally, that would be the first lesson but I want to see if you're good with it first," he shrugged and smiled, "Your mother's beaten me a couple times so I was curious if you'd picked up on a few things from her,"
Cherith frowned, "I'm not really used to fighting with a lightsaber...Why not start with levitation? I'm pretty good at that."
Kyp nodded and shut off his lightsaber, "All right, we'll start with a levitation exercise but tomorrow, lightsaber practice evaluation,"
"Yes, Master." she whispered.
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Chapter 7, Post 2
Jaina moaned, feeling a disturbance from the Force as she tried to sleep in her small space behind Jag's seat. Finally, overwhelmed by the disturbance and lack of comfortability, she woke up and looked at Jag's reflection. He was worried about something, panicked almost.
"Jag, what's wrong? Is everything all right?" she asked, sincerely worried something had gone wrong.
"We're almost to the rendezvous point," he mumbled and waited for a snide comment or something but nothing came. "Comfortable back there?"
She rolled her eyes, "Oh yes, very comfortable in this very small space even thought it's not to Goddess standards, if you're curious."
Jag laughed, "Sorry, m'lady," and flipped a top switch.
"Whatever...Where are we?"
"The planet Naboo," he mused, gesturing to the blue-white ball below them.
~~
Naboo. Jaina had traveled a lot in her early childhood with her brothers but Naboo wasn't a name she was familiar and somehow, she felt she should have been. She smiled, watching many of the Nubians pass her and Jag. They wore such beautiful clothes, she was almost envious of them and their buildings were amazing. She stood in awe of the palace for a moment before Jag touched her shoulder and nearly jumped.
"Sorry," she smiled, "Jag, this place, it's beautiful. You have good taste,"
He shrugged, "Thanks but I shouldn't take the credit for this," Jaina frowned and looked at him curiously. She was tempted to probe him through the Force but didn't. He gestured instead to an air taxi as he continued, "Kidnapping you was not my idea, Jaina. The only reason I went along with it because it seemed nothing else was working,"
Jaina's frown remained as he helped her into the taxi and then she turned to him, "So wait a minute, if this wasn't your idea then who's was it?"
"Can't tell you that," he said quickly, "I made a promise to my conspirators that I wouldn't divulge their names,"
She shrugged and sat back, "I'd like to know...I mean, if things work out, I'd like to thank them,"
"Work out?" Jag echoed, "Let's just focus on the here and now."
Jaina smiled at him again as the driver turned to him, "Where would you two lovers like to go?"
Jag shrugged, "I'm not particularly familiar with your planet but a romantic private getaway would be preferable,"
The man smiled and laughed, "I know just the place."
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Chapter 7, Post 3
Corran Horn huffed, stumbling through the apartment before he finally made his way to the kitchen and grabbed himself an ice pack from the fridge and rested it on his jaw. A moment later, he rolled his eyes as Valin entered the apartment and grabbed the extra stool at the counter and sat across from him, grining.
He raised an eyebrow and huffed again, "All right, what did you do?"
"I didn't do anything, but I met the nicest and sweetest girl today," Valin boosted, "And your friends with her grand uncle,"
Corran frowned and thought a minute, his mind still reeling from sparring and getting whacked in the jaw. "Okay, I think you're gonna have to tell me before I start to develop a headache or a migraine,"
"Cherith Fel, Master Skywalker's grandniece," he started, "She's beautiful, too. Dark black hair and deep green eyes, and the sweetest smile..."
Corran rolled his eyes and removed the ice pack from his jaw, "You just met her today, and already you have a crush on her?"
Valin smiled, "Yeah. Oh, I'm gonna meet up with her later to hang out. I was wandering if you could give me any advice,"
"Advice? Advice about what?"
He shrugged, "She's a girl, dad! What do I say to her? How am I supposed to act?"
"Like her friend, Valin," Corran said and placed the pack again on his jaw.
"What happened to you?" Valin asked, recognizing the bruise on his jaw for the first time.
Corran rolled his eyes, "Lightsaber match today and I lost, but don't tell your mother that,"
Valin shrugged and hopped off the stool, "Well, I better go and meet Cherith...Um, that's not considered as a date is it?"
"No, son," Corran moaned.
"Oh, well ya know, I was just curious if that qualified as a date or as a get together kinda thing," he mused and grinned again, "Gotta go," and left the apartment, the grin still on his face.
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Chapter 7, Post 3
Jag glanced at the lake retreat as he unboarded the gondola. He didn't really know what to expect when the driver said he knew just the right place, but he was right. It was the perfect place, their place. He smiled to himself and turned back to Jaina as he held his hand, helping out.
She smiled and glanced around the lake retreat and then looked at Jag, extending her arm to him, "Walk me to our secret hide away?" He took her arm and guided up the stairs to the retreat.
~~
"This place truly is very beautiful," Jaina started as she and Jag leaned against the balcony, overlooking the lake. "It's so easy to forget all our troubles here,"
He smiled, glancing at the horizon, "That's the whole point, Jaina. To forget all our troubles and get back to us, the way we used to be," Jag suddenly fell silent, breathing hard as he stared at Jaina. Her gaze drifted to his as he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. He expected Jaina to pull away at any minute but was shocked when she didn't and simply pulled him closer.
Finally, when she did pull away, it was to breathe. "I'm hungry," she mused.
Jag shrugged, feeling his own stomach growling and frowned, "Me too. Let's go inside," Jaina nodded, leaning off the balcony and walked inside as Jag followed behind her, a sly grin on his face.
~~
Jaina smiled at the handmaiden as she showed her, her room, which was conveniently not far from Jag's (about 4 doors down the hall). The handmaiden gestured to the dresser as Jaina sat on the large bed, tilting her head as her eyes roamed about the room. "What's your name, handmaiden?"
"Larissa, madam," she said quietly, looking through the dresser, "And yours?"
Jaina thought a minute. It probably wasn't a good idea to tell Larissa her real name, especially since her family was well known and the purpose of her stay on Naboo with Jag was for them to reconnect. But Jaina felt she could trust her. "Jaina Fel, I'm here with my husband on our honeymoon,"
That wasn't far from the truth. Jagged Fel and Jaina Solo were engaged to be married but then she died and it seemed for awhile, their future was put on hold.
Larissa turned to her and smiled, a black dress in hand, "That's sweet, madam. You made the right choice. I hope you and your husband enjoy yourselves," she said and then laid the black corset dress out on the bed, "For lunch,"
Jaina looked at the corset dress and then at the handmaiden, "This is for lunch?"
She nodded, "Yes, and when you're finished, I'll have your dinner dress ready unless you want to explore the rest of the retreat or go out on a picnic,"
"Wait a minute," Jaina started, "Are you telling me every time I go somewhere, I have to change into a different dress?"
"Unless you want to wear the same clothes you're wearing right now,"
Jaina smiled, "No, I'm more than happy to change but..."
Before she could say anything else, Larissa sat on the bed and unbraided Jaina's hair, "This is your honeymoon, madam. I would think you would want to be beautiful for your lover. Besides, I think it would be waste if you never dressed up while you're here. Naboo is too beautiful."
She shrugged, "I guess but please, no high heels. Slippers will do."
"Yes, m'lady,"
~~
Jag had his arms crossed as he waited in the dining area, looking at the many tapestries and paintings. He'd already been shown to his room and fitted into new clothes for lunch. Now, he was waiting for Jaina.
As he turned again to glance at the hall, he was shocked to find a handmaiden waiting on him. "Everything to your liking, m'lord?" she asked.
He smiled, "Everything's fine. Um, how long until my lady joins me for lunch?"
"Not long, m'lord," she said and gestured to the fruit on the table, "If you're hungry, you can eat a piece of fruit." Jag didn't say anything as the handmaiden left his sight and returned to the hall, and to Jaina's room. Once she was gone, Jag hurriedly rushed to the table and grabbed the largest fruit he could find. "Food," he cried and as he was about to take a bite, he caught a glimpse of legs.
He raised his gaze some more until he was looking at Jaina's face. She laughed as he dropped the fruit and stared at her. Jaina rolled her eyes and bent down, picked up the fruit and handed it back to Jag, her fingers touching his.
"Jaina, you're beautiful," he whispered.
She blushed and stood up, sitting on the left hand side of the circle table as Jag took his seat and set the fruit aside. "The corset's a little tight," she mused, "but thank you for the compliment. Um, by the way, I told my handmaiden we're here on our honeymoon,"
Jag shrugged and smiled, "Honeymoon? I guess that means we shouldn't be in separate rooms tonight."
Jaina blushed again, "No, we're still in separate rooms Jag."
"But married people don't take separate rooms, Jaina." He pointed out, taking a bite of the fruit.
Jaina didn't say anything as her handmaiden and another handmaiden entered the dining room with two trays in hand. "For appetizers, we have prepared salad and for the main course, soup and roasted chicken. Is that to your liking, m'lady?"
"Yes fine, Larissa. Thank you,"
"Sounds delicious," Jag added as the two handmaidens left them alone again. He looked again at Jaina, "Still Jaina, if we are married, we should share the same room."
She laughed, removing the lid on her food, "Not a chance, Jag," she mused and tasted the salad, "Hmm. This is delicious."
He shrugged and tasted the salad himself, "Wow," he exclaimed, "Did she say there's soup and chicken coming?"
A moment later, Larissa returned again to the dining room with the roasted chicken and soup. She smiled at Jaina before quickly retreating to the kitchen again.
~~
"I'm sorry Jag," Jaina said as they rested on the balcony after lunch. "For the way I've been treating you lately," she admitted, "You were right. I said I was going to give you a second chance but instead, I was giving you the cold shoulder. I'm sorry,"
"Don't worry about it, Jaina," Jag whispered as he reached over and lightly touched her shoulder. "I was trying to hard,"
She smiled and looked at him, "No, you were wonderful...It was just, I was scared. I was scared of my heart breaking again." Jaina huffed and looked at the lake again, "And there was so much pressure on the both of us to get back together,"
He nodded, "I won't disagree with that,"
"And we probably will in the end," she reasoned and stared into his eyes again, "We're supposed to have a happy ending,"
"We certainly deserve one after all we've been through,"
Jaina laughed as Jaina leaned down again and kissed Jaina, and as she backed away, he heard her whisper, "I love you, Jagged Fel,"
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