Chapter 2
Flashback-
8 year old Satine Kryze sat on her throne, watching her council argue AGAIN. Can't they just get along? She thought. They're all so stupid. We're all just going in circles. Round and round, round and round. I don't know how mama dealt with it all the time…. Mama. She started to cry. It had been two long years, and she missed mama and daddy. Her uncle Talone ran in.
"Satine! Sweetheart, what happened? What did you idiots say to her?" he roared at the council. They all looked ashamed. She felt bad. It wasn't THEIR fault she missed mama and daddy. Then one of the council members spoke up.
"Talone, it's not OUR fault the kid can't handle a little yelling. Face it, the brat's been spoiled. You've spoiled her. The duchess and duke have spoiled her. She will NEVER be a value on the throne if she doesn't toughen up." He leered at her. "Not like THAT will ever happen."
Little, innocent Satine Kryze lost her temper. In an instant, the man was hanging from the wall by his robes, his face bruised and bloody.
"THAT TOUGH ENOUGH FOR YA?" she screamed. "I am sick and tired of all this conflict! If any of you actually care, something I doubt as you obviously only care for yourselves, not Mandalore, its people, or me, I was wondering how my parents dealt with you, and THAT'S what upset me. They died because they wanted to make this planet a better place for you! Not like you care!"
And she ran from the room.
*~End of flashback~*
Satiana POV
I am tired. Today, I watched my youngest daughter throw up, make out with a jedi, and throw up some more. I'm a blasted SITH for god sakes! A sith, and my youngest daughter married a JEDI! Ugh. I guess I can't blame Satine. After all, I married a jedi too. I just wish our children weren't all force sensitive. I can still remember the day we brought her to the night sisters for the first time. We decided when Satine was two months old, and her force powers had already come in, that she would have her midi-chlorians blocked until further notice to keep her safe from the jedi council.
Flashback-
"Galle Luna, you have to help us!"
"I don't see why I should."
My husband could sense my anxiety. He stepped forward and spoke the way only jedi did, when they wanted something.
"What my wife means is, we would be most grateful for your help, your excellency."
She deliberated for a moment, and then nodded.
"Give her to me."
I didn't want to. I didn't like this woman. But James trusted her, and Satine was obviously his favorite, so I would just have to deal with it. I reluctantly handed over my daughter, and she held her, crooning soft words in a language I didn't understand. The girl's eyes seemed to glow brighter for a moment, then…nothing. She handed Satine to me, and I sighed my contentment. We left immediately after.
End of flashback
I sighed and came out of my trance. I paced my tomb tiredly. I should sleep. I walked to my coffin, and stepped into it. Before I drifted off to sleep, I thought-
This family has many, many dark secrets. I hope my daughter doesn't get TOO immersed in them…
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