A long time ago in a magical galaxy far, far away...
When we last met our friends in the Skywalker-Jinn family, their family had gotten even bigger with the additions of the twins Luke and Leia and Boba's long-lost twin sister Omega. After battling a Doresho Gypsy by the name of Grayolanda Morphina, referred by most as Lady Morpha, who sought to take over Solaris and the rest of the galaxy by stealing all the most powerful magic from its holders and enslaving anyone who got in her way, the old Jedi Temple she destroyed was restored better than ever. Everyone thought that meant they were finally going to live happily ever after in peace, but they didn't know that a new evil was hiding somewhere deep within.
In a hidden castle, there sat a woman in a dark cloak with green gloves. She held a black moth in her hand. A magical moth created by the late Grayolanda Morphina.
Normal moths, they wouldn't last long, but this was a moth induced with dark magic, which didn't die so easily of natural causes.
"All that stolen magic, and she still couldn't defeat one child without magic of his own." said the woman. "Now that she is out of the picture, it's time to show the galaxy the true most powerful being in Enchantra."
In another part of her castle, the woman walked past a portrait of a family with three daughters, and she ended herwalk in another room filled with white butterflies.
"If one truly wants to take over Solaris, it will take the power of its royal family. But first, I must get the royal family at their weakest points, and collect some relics."
And the figure saw only one way to do that.
"Grayolanda made the mistake of coming out to do her crimes." said the figure. "Unlike her, no Enchanted knows I exist, and therefore, pinning my doings on another will be easy as pie. But who to victimize first?"
The figure looked into a magic mirror and asked it to show her where the royal family would be.
And the mirror showed her a headline of a royal wedding that was to occur very soon. A Mandalore royal wedding.
The invitation read,
To our family and friends of this peaceful world,
You are hereby cordially invited to witness the marriage of her Grace Duchess Satine Kryze of Mandalore to Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi
"Oh, so the royal family is going to a wedding, are they?" said the figure. "Well, let's just see who has the biggest motive to attend this wedding and make a little change."
The figure did a bit of research. It turned out the Duchess made quite a few enemies with Death Watch, so she decided to look amongst the highest ones in power and their motivations until she picked who she believed was just the right one for the job.
The figure held one of the white butterflies in her hand and turned it green and black.
"Fly away my little mariclava, and seize control of him." sneered the figure as she sent her green butterfly off into the wind to victimize someone.