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Chapter 10: Waiting

Slowly opening his eyes he looked round the room, the light streaming into his room and the smell of fresh linen filling his nose. Beside his bed there was a pair of crutches, the silver twinkling into the corner of his eye. He pulled himself up in his bed carefully and swung his leg over the side and picked up the crutches. A slight pain went through his leg and he let out a small whimper which cause a medical clone to walk in a gently push him back. Obi Wan pushed back on the clone and pointed towards the crutches.

"I have to move, my legs are aching" Obi Wan pleaded to the clone.

"Fine Master Jedi, only for a bit though" the clone said, giving in to the Jedi, who grinned and swung his legs back over his bed and reached for the crutches. The clone sighed and passed the crutches to Obi Wan, who slipped his hands through the hand holds and lifted himself of his bed, the circulation flowing back into his legs as he moved round the room, the sound of the crutches banging on the marble floor. Turning round to face the clone Obi Wan, moved out of the room and into the corridor, determined to get fresh air, the white walls flashed by him and the many pictures of the political leaders bore down on him. The door was ahead of him as he stepped outside and embraced the cool air, the wind blowing in his auburn hair, the smells of ivory and freshly cut grass. The simple sounds of the birds singing and the sound of the leaves blowing through the wind was the best thing you could hear. He moved more into the garden and the sky was black above him, slight rolls of thunder shuddered the sky as small raindrops began to fall.

"Obi Wan, is that you?" a small voice was heard from the door as Obi Wan turned round to see Satine walking over to him, in her hand a light blue umbrella.

"Satine what are you doing out here" he questioned, his face frowned.

"I came to find you. Obi what are you doing out here, you'll catch a cold"

Satine put her umbrella up and placed it over their heads as the rain began to fall harder, her hair fluttering round her and face going red from the cold.

"Satine, you will catch a cold. I just wanted some fresh air" Obi Wan turned round and headed towards the door but Satine's arm stopped him in his tracks.

"Obi, before you go do one thing for me?" Satine looked into his eyes, the icy blue circling round in his head.

"Kiss me" She slowly leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips, the strawberry flavour of her lip balm sending his senses haywire, the smoothness of it. They broke apart and carefully Satine placed her arms round his waist to steady him as he walked, the rain coming down more heavy than ever. A small disturbance in the force cause Obi Wan to stop and turn around, he looked round the garden expecting to see something but there was nothing. Just the rains falling round them, the sound of it hitting the ground and the rustic smell. Nothing.

Manizra watched from the shadows, the rain drenching her now once again waist length, blonde hair, making it stick to her face. Her light blue dress soaked in water, and her slender legs dripping with water as the rain showed no sign of stopping. She watched as the Duchess kissed Kenobi on his lips, his face of shock and yet happiness as she kissed him in the pouring rain. The leaves she was hiding in rustled in the wind as the storm became worse. She smiled to herself as she slowly let a small force signature come from her, the midichlorians in her blood going crazy, crazy for blood, and death. She watched as Kenobi turned round, his face in utter confusion as he looked round for the disturbance but found he couldn't track her.

Satine draped her hands over his shoulders and whispered something into his ear, where he nodded in acknowledgement and walked inside leaving the Duchess on her own, standing out in the pouring rain.

"Milady" Manizra said, coming out of the bush she was in and surprising the lone Duchess.

"Tallulah, where did you come from?" She asked, her face still in shock at her drastic appearance.

"Milady, I have been in the garden, watching the rain. It has always… interested me," She said smoothly.

Satine looked down Manizra, noticing her dripping wet hair that Manizra carefully tucked behind her left ear, the wet face and dress that stuck to her skin, her skin turning slightly blue from the cold and wet.

"Oh Tallulah, your going to catch a cold doing that. Come inside and get warm" Satine said, putting her warm cloak round Manizra's shoulders and placing her arm round her shoulders. Manizra fought back a gag; as she smelt the strong smell of Satine's perfume fill her nose, the powerful scent of roses invaded her lungs causing her to cough painfully and turned from the Duchess. They walked through the back door of the palace, the sound of the rain pattered against the roof and the echoing sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor as their wet shoes slapped across the marble floor. Manizra looked round the corridor, watching as the light seeped in through the windows making her flinch from the light and cowered towards Satine.

"Milady, I wish not to be rude but, do you like General Kenobi?" Manizra asked shyly, watching as Satine's face began to blush, the pink tinting her pale face.

"We had a relationship…a long time ago" Satine sighed and looked back on her memories. They were happy, just lying in the fields, Obi Wan's hand in her own, and his hair running through her fingers. So perfect.

"Oh well, can't dwell on the past can we" Satine said cheerfully as she came to her room, the door sliding open to reveal a very open aired room with specks of blue here and there, the grand bed sat by the wall, the windows letting in plenty of light.

"Milady, could you excuse me, I would like to rest" Manizra simpered, hoping she would say yes. She needed sleep, ready for her plan to happen. To carry it out and yet stay away knowing she actually did it.

"Of course Tallulah, go get some rest" Manizra turned to the door, watching as Satine let her hair fall down to her shoulders and brushed it thoroughly. 'your mine now' Manizra thought to herself slyly as she walked out the room, a grin etching upon her face.

Wonder what Manizra got planned for Satine. Find out in the next chapter: 2 Days later. (Crappy title name i know but it makes sense!)(i think!)