The two entered the awaiting Fury and Xy'liah immediately headed straight to the bridge room. She needed to get back on course for the mission and this little outing had them behind Baras' schedule.
"Set course for Alderaan. Come get me when we are close."
"Yes, my lord." Quinn immediately set out to work as Xy'liah headed toward her chambers. The trip from Nar Shaddaa added a few more hours to their estimated arrival on Alderaan, a few hours Xy'liah was planning to take advantage of.
"Master," said a robotic voice.
Xy'liah opened her eyes to see the shiny blue droid standing by the side of her bed.
"Master Quinn sent me to inform you that we have landed on the Alderaanian Orbital Station. He has your line set up with Lord Baras."
"Ugh," Xy'liah said as she rolled over in her bed. She held her head as the bright lights of the chambers shone into her adjusting eyes. "I'll be there."
The droid bowed and headed out of the chambers.
Xy'liah frowned as she sat up in her bed, quickly putting her hair up in a bun before she set out to make contact with her master. An image of the cold, emotionless metallic mask popped into her head. How she dreaded seeing that face.
"Keep close to my instructions, apprentice," warned the Dark Lord as he watched his apprentice listened to him in her usual stance. "I don't want any slip ups. Any at all."
"I get it," she said, a hint of anger in her voice. "I'll find the girl's parents soon."
Darth Baras frowned and in the next instance disappeared.
Xy'liah turned her attention toward the approaching Quinn, "You know the drill."
"Actually, my lord, there is something I wished to speak with you about before we leave. It's quite urgent."
"What is it?"
"I was able to clear the channel and get to the bottom of Major Ovech's relays. He's in a state of emergency. Patching him through now." The Captain turned toward the holoterminal centered on the ship and pushed a few buttons on his datapad.
A rather large image of a man appeared before Xy'liah. His expression showed panic among others.
"My lord, your Captain is one in a million. I've given up hope anyone out there would hear my distress calls."
"He impressed me once or twice before," Xy'liah said back, wondering about the Major's fidgeting state.
"Wish I still had him in my detail. Probably would have avoided all of this. Moff Broysc dispatched me and my officers to a secret weapons warehouse Cato Neimoidia. Trouble is, it ain't a secret no more. We're holed up by Republic forces. Trying to get Broysc to send the rest of my unit but he's gone radio silent."
"It's worse than that, my lord," Quinn interjected as Xy'liah turned toward him. "The Major's ship has been commandeered by Broysc's personal commandos and ordered to stay put."
"That tears it! Seen it a hundred times with Broysc. Better out-bait and let good soldiers die than to admit a mistake."
"Sounds more like Broysc wants you dead, Major. Any idea why?" The Sith turned back toward the holographic image.
"Same reason he demoted and exiled your Captain, I'm guessing. I'm his only officer who's not shy of my opinion." There was a loud bang in the back ground as Ovech turned toward his left. "Enemy was pausing between breaths. Gearing up to charge again. Looks like the end of the line for me. But I'm not going out without a fight. Ovech out!"
"My lord, Major Ovech would be a terrible loss. I served on his ship, know it like the back of my hand. I can infiltrate and try to restore command to his men. Then they would be free to join the fight."
"You're going to take on an entire group of commandos alone?" Xy'liah raised her questioning eyebrow. She must admit the Captain is smart, but as a fighter she sometimes questioned his skills. To be able to take on an entire fleet alone was impossible, suicidal even for someone like him.
"A frontal assault would take too long and risk losing or damaging the ship. My plan is to infiltrate and liberate. I'll give you a full report when I return." He waited for her approval of his leave though she could see just how anxious he was to go.
"I guess Vette and I can handle Alderaan on our own."
"I won't be long." He bowed and headed toward the crews' quarters.
Vette came out as Quinn walked past her, "Leaving soon?"
"I have personal matters to attend to."
"So I take that as a yes? And I also take it that I'll be going with our Sith Lord to Alderaan?" Vette's eyes followed the Imperial as he continued without even the slightest notice of her.
Quinn frowned when he saw the twi'lek following him. She headed to her own bunk and made sure her blasters were all ready to go. She watched as Quinn examined his blaster and vibroknife. He didn't give her a second look before he headed out.
"Safe journey!" she called out after him. She smiled and shook her head as he pretended not to hear her.
"Ready?" asked Xy'liah meeting Vette at the Fury's exit tunnel.
"I've always wanted to visit Alderaan," said the twi'lek following the Sith Lord out of the ship.
"Eh, I don't think it's your kind of planet." The pair continued toward the awaiting transport vessel that was to carry them to the planet.
Once landed, Vette decided to proceed immediately toward their assigned contact, but something was wrong. She turned back to see the Sith Lord staring off into the wilderness of the planet. Vette looked toward where she was looking. The scenery was beautiful. She heard a lot about this planet from her travels. Supposedly its' people are one of the most educated and sophisticated in the entire galaxy. Judging by the vast wilderness that surrounded them, the Alderaanians were quite active in preserving their nature. Her eyes turned back toward the Sith. She seemed in deep thoughts as she stared distantly into the wilderness.
"It's beautiful," Vette said breaking the silence between them. "I wonder if they have a nice beach here too."
Xy'liah's lips formed into a smile, "Some of the nicest." She turned toward the twi'lek. "Let's go. We got a job waiting for us."
Confusion took over Vette's face as she watched the Sith walked past her and toward House Thul. Had she been here before?
The walk didn't take long to the palace. What amazed Vette was Xy'liah knowing exactly where to go without asking for directions as she did on the other planets. The Sith Lord took them straight to the office of Duke Kendoh without any stops or hesitation.
Vette peered into the office behind Xy'liah to see an older man with his back toward them. The Duke reminded Vette of one of those vain Senators she had encountered at Kaas City. They were deceitful and greedy. Every action they carried out, good or bad, almost always had some kind of ulterior motive behind it. She watched as he argued with two people on the holoterminal before him. She looked to Xy'liah, who stood there also watching as she leaned casually on the side of the door, arms crossed.
"You lack patience, Duke Kendoh," said one of the figures before him. "There are certain protocols that must be adhered to."
"Your disregard for our family rules is appalling! You are an abomination!" exclaimed the other one. "Goodbye, cousin!"
And with that, both the image disappeared from the holoterminal, leaving the Duke to sulkily shake his head.
"Fools…" Vette heard him say underneath his breath as she followed Xy'liah into the chambers. She looked around to see the various Sith's eyes all turning toward her. "They won't be feeling much of anything for long."
"Duke Kendoh," began Xy'liah.
The Duke turned around, startled at the young woman's presence.
"Darth Baras sent me."
"What?" he exclaimed, his face turning red. "You're not on my schedule! I don't appreciate being interrupted! Baras isn't even on my radar, Sith! I have a war to wage and personal ambitions to achieve here."
Xy'liah frowned at the Duke's tone of voice toward her, "I'm here to adjust your radar."
"A threat? You see these Sith I have attending me? Your corpse will be my message to your master!"
Vette quickly eyed the room to see the various Sith. One, two, three…five Siths surrounding them in their dark armor. There was one in particular that was standing right next to the Duke. The twi'lek watched the tall figure as his eyes rested on Xy'liah. He seemed too calm to be a bodyguard or Sith.
The Duke walked to a nearby couch and sat down as he readied himself to enjoy the upcoming fight, "FirmRess!" He turned to the Sith that stood next to him. "Make this intruder a distant memory, will you?"
Vette turned back, her hands to her blasters as she waited for the Sith to attack, but he did not move. He stood there for a minute, his eyes still watching Xy'liah, who returned the stare without backing down. His dark eyes seemed to smile at the young Sith as they continued their staring contest.
"FirmRess!" Duke Kendoh shouted once more.
FirmRess turned toward the Duke, "I'm sorry, Duke Kendoh, we are assigned to protect you and support your interests in the struggle for Alderaan. But we serve the Emperor first. We will not cross Darth Baras or his apprentice."
"It's good to know some people have respect," Xy'liah said.
FirmRess turned toward the young Sith, "We consider you an ally, friend." He lowered his head to bow to Xy'liah.
Vette looked around to see the rest of the Sith following his example. She turned back to see her master quite pleased with the result.
Xy'liah turned back toward the Duke, awaiting his response.
Duke Kendoh stood up from his couch, quite uncomfortable by the turn of events, "Uh…okay. That was unexpected…" He walked over to the Sith, head hung low. "It seems I may have been hasty regarding your master's needs. How can I make amends?"
"Listen and follow my directions or else," she threatened.
"I will do my best to aid you. I pledge the same level of focus that had me so absorbed in my own work. I pledged myself to your directives, and as I aid you, perhaps you'll be moved to help me with mine?"
"We'll see," said Xy'liah, narrowing her amber eyes.
"I am focused and at your service. As I recall, Darth Baras wanted information on a young Alderaanian girl who was taken off-world to train with the Jedi Master Nomen Karr. I was to locate your family so that you could…well, send the girl a message."
"For your sake, I hope you were successful."
"The truth is, information about this girl is difficult to come by. I only have one lead. Nomen Karr's Padawan fits the description of the former handmaiden of a noblewoman in House Alde named Lady Renata. I have questioned her already, but Renata is being protected by House Alde's greatest champion. The man has never met his match in melee."
"There's nothing I can't handle."
"If I may, once you defeated her protector and gotten what you needed…I'll be very indebted if you'd arranged to have Lady Renata brought to us." There seemed to be a certain darkness falling over the Duke as he said this. His dark eyes twinkled with delight at the sound of the name and there was a small smile that formed underneath that mustache of his. "For questioning." He quickly added when he saw the Sith's questioning look.
"Don't tell me what to do," Xy'liah said, quite annoyed and quite disgusted.
"I apologized if that sounded like a declaration. It was simple a request. While House Alde is a small player on Alderaan, it is affiliated with House Organa. Therefore, Lady Renata's estate is in hostile territory and very well-defended. Be cautious."
"Be ready for my return," said Xy'liah.
"I should hope I see you again. Until then," said the Duke as he bowed to the Sith.
Xy'liah turned to leave, but before she could reach the door, the Duke stopped her.
"One more thing."
The Sith stopped, ears turned in his direction.
"I will have FirmRess accompany you there. With two Sith on the job, it will be more efficient and productive, will it not?"
Xy'liah smiled at the statement. She knew he was sending the Sith to keep an eye on her, hoping to sway her opinion about him and in turn help him with his personal goals, "Just don't get in my way."
"I'll do whatever I can to help," said FirmRess as he followed the Sith out.
The three walked out of House Thul's executive chambers and toward the main entrance/exit to the city.
Vette watched FirmRess from the corners of her eyes as he walked side by side with her, following Xy'liah to their destination. The Sith caught her eyes once and gave her a welcoming smile before turning back to follow Xy'liah. Vette also turned back toward her master, quite shocked at the display of affection. This Sith seemed quite gentle in his ways, which was quite odd on why he was Sith in the first place.
Before reaching the taxi port, a familiar beep came from Xy'liah's utility belt. She looked down at the buzzing holocommunicator and took it out. An image of Quinn appeared before her as Vette and FirmRess caught up with her.
"Back already?" Vette asked at the sight of the Captain.
Whether he heard her or not, Vette couldn't tell for Quinn proceeded to immediately debrief Xy'liah on his mission, "My lord, returning from action. Pleased to report Major Ovech and most of his officers have been saved. I was able to infiltrate Ovech's starship and seize control of the operating systems. I identified where his men were being held, freed them, and locked Moff Broysc's occupying forces on the bridge. Ovech's men promptly rescued him. "
"I'm impressed, Captain. You are quite the infiltrator. It's a good thing you're on our side," the Sith said.
"You're too kind, my lord. Luckily, Major Ovech's starship was not located far from Alderaan. I'm back at the Fury now, awaiting your orders. The Empire is stronger with Major Ovech. It would have been a shame if he was squandered. Thank you for the opportunity. Should I head out to meet you?"
"Actually, you can stay onboard for this one, Captain," said Xy'liah. "I already have enough help." She turned the holocommunicator toward the two behind her. "Say hello, guys."
"Captain! How I missed you!" Vette exclaimed sarcastically. She smiled as she saw the Captain's frown. How typical of him, but he wasn't looking at her this time. Instead, his eyes were set upon the man next to her.
"This is FirmRess," said Xy'liah. "He's a fellow Sith and will be helping me out on my errands out here."
Vette could hear the Captain swallowed uneasy as he bowed and greeted the Sith, "My Lord."
"Pleasure to meet you, Captain," FirmRess replied.
Xy'liah turned the holocommunicator toward her, "There you have it. So you see, you're free from this one. You have my permission to disembark. You should go explore the planet. Alderaan is quite beautiful and unique. Make sure to check out Aldera while you're at it."
"Thank you, my lord, but I must decline. My duty is not complete until you accomplish your objectives. I will be here on the ship to help oversee you."
Xy'liah frowned, "I do not need you watching over me, Quinn! I know where to go and what to do!"
"My intentions were to help you in any way I can and since I cannot be there with you physically, I figured I could help track your progress here onboard."
Xy'liah shrugged, "Suit yourself. Just don't go blowing up my comlink."
"I won't disrupt you unless there is an emergency." His image disappeared abruptly, leaving Vette to ponder. Quinn didn't seem too pleased to have FirmRess here helping them. Was he threatened by the Sith?
"Let's get moving. House Alde is over those mountains there. It'll take at least a few hours to reach it, assuming we go by taxi. There is a tour guide to the mountains also. Maybe we can sneak in some sightseeing on the way there?"
"How do you know so much about it?" Vette asked, her interest piqued. Next to her, she could see FirmRess as equally interested in her knowledge of this planet.
The young Sith turned toward both of them, "Because I grew up here."
Quinn stared at the holoterminal, frowning. His mind replayed the conversation he had with Xy'liah just moments earlier upon his return. Again and again, the image of the Sith, FirmRess, appeared in his mind. There was something about him that made Quinn quite uneasy. He was definitely caught off guard at the Sith's presence. Darth Baras had informed them their assigned contact was to be a Duke Kendoh, but he never mentioned anything about a Sith Lord. Was this Sith sent secretly by the Dark Lord to keep his an eye on his apprentice? And what perhaps was most disturbing to him was the fact that Xy'liah had taken him in so quickly. He knew the Sith hated being watched from his eavesdropping on her earlier conversations with the twi'lek. She had been quite upset with him in the beginning, thinking he was sent to watch her. If FirmRess had been sent to keep an eye on Xy'liah, why then was the Sith so cheerful and accepting?
"Master Quinn, your drink," said 2V-R8 carrying a tray with a tall glass centered on it.
Quinn took the glass and quickly gulped the alcoholic drink down before setting it down on the table before him. He wiped his mouth with the back of his gloved hand.
"More, Master Quinn?" said the robot, taking the glass from the table.
"Give me two more, R8," commanded Quinn in a displeased tone. Two more should be enough to relax him for this mission.
"Wow, can you believe all the animals here?" Vette exclaimed as the speeder winded its way up the mountainous path. "That's amazing!" She turned toward the two Sith sitting opposite of her to see them talking in hushed tones. FirmRess smiled awkwardly as he answered Xy'liah's earlier question to which the young Sith laughed. It was a different side of Xy'liah Vette had never seen. She was quite open with him, letting her guard down and barely criticizing him like how she did with Quinn and herself.
"So, you are Alderaanian?" FirmRess asked referring back to Xy'liah earlier statement before they took a taxi to the tour area.
"Secret's out," said Xy'liah. "I grew up here before I was shipped off to Korriban. I started my training quite late since my parents took the time to train me when I was younger."
"You act just like a noblewoman here," said FirmRess. "I could tell with the way you carry yourself that you are someone of high birth."
"Yes, well, my parents are well known Sith and thanks to my Uncle and Aunt, became interested in the Senate. It was always two main lessons for me: Sith training and politics."
"I'd like to meet them, perhaps when we have the time after this is all over."
Xy'liah shook her head, "They are probably not even on planet right now. They travel a lot due to their work. When they became fully invested in the Senate, it took over them and they couldn't spend time with me as much as they used to anymore. That's when I was shipped off to Korriban."
"You must miss them," said Vette, interrupting the conversation.
"Actually, I was quite glad when they did. Finally I could concentrate solely on my training as Sith."
FirmRess smiled, "I have heard one or two rumors about you while you were at the Sith Academy. Mainly your dealings with a certain Sith named Vemrin?"
Xy'liah laughed at the name, "That fool! He thought he could outsmart me. I showed him the day I cut him straight in half."
Vette winced as she imagined the scene. She watched as the two Sith conversed more with one another. There was an obvious chemistry between them and they seemed to enjoy one another's company, mostly ignoring hers altogether. She turned back to look at the scenery as the speeder continued its descent up the mountain.
"House Alde shouldn't be too far from here," Quinn listened as FirmRess talked over the line he had set up between him and Xy'liah. The Captain quickly punched in the coordinates Xy'liah had sent him and pulled up a calculated route from the outpost to the estate.
"Be cautious, my lord," he said through his headset as he continued to pull up more information. "House Alde is backed by House Organa and the Republics. There might be some powerful enemies waiting around the corner, mainly Jedi. But—" he added quickly. "It's nothing you can't handle. I have seen you take down a Jedi with ease before."
"No Jedi will be stupid enough to face two powerful Sith," cam Xy'liah's voice. "Right, FirmRess?"
"Of course."
Quinn frowned as the two chuckled a bit at their statements. They were getting too friendly for his taste. Xy'liah was being distracted from her mission once again and he was not there to make sure she was on track, "My lord, I advise you to travel on foot. A taxi might be a little too obvious. There is a direct path from the outpost to the estate, but you will have to travel all the way around for the entrance lies on the other side."
"Relax, Quinn," said Xy'liah. "Why are you so worried? Like I said, this time we have two Sith here."
"I worry that your carelessness might once again endanger your campaign," Quinn snapped. He stopped himself right afterwards, surprised at what came out from his mouth. It was unlike him to say such things. Even with Broysc, he had always voiced his opinion of the man behind closed doors. What exactly was it that made him snap? Perhaps it was the frustrating thought of the young Sith dillydallying on her way to her prime objective or the fact that he was stuck aboard the Fury without any solid knowledge of what was happening. Quinn held his breath as he listened for a response. There was silence on the headset which made the Captain more unnerved as he listened to the static play in and out of his ears.
"Watch your tone of voice with me, Captain," came Xy'liah's stern voice.
"My apologies, my lord. I was completely out of line."
"Just do what you have to do and don't bother me unless you need to." Xy'liah's line went silent on the screen.
"Vette," came the deep voice from Vette's headset.
"Something wrong, Quinn?" the twi'lek said as she followed the two Sith out of the outpost.
"Make sure that FirmRess doesn't get too close to our lord. I don't trust him nor is he good for her. She's getting distracted from our mission."
Vette smiled at the tone of his voice, "Do I detect a hint of jealousy?"
"My mind is on the mission. I'd hate for Baras to chew her out again when she fails to meet his requirements." Vette opened her mouth to reply, but the Captain had abruptly ended their conversation.
"What is that noise?" Renata demanded as she stormed through the hallways of her estate. Besides her, her handmaidens cringed at the booming sound coming from outside. They looked to Renata as she continued walking toward her entrance.
Renata looked left to right for her protector. He left to go investigate the disturbing sound half an hour ago, leaving the lady armless with her handmaidens inside her bedroom. Renata bit her lips as a scene of the worst case scenario entered her mind. She forced herself to remain calm as she continued her walk. She had to set an example for her handmaidens. There was chaos in her household since the sound started. Reports came in of Sith forcing their way to her. Kendoh. Renata clenched her teeth as an image of the short man came into her mind.
The Duke has been persistent with his advances toward her. He had approached her some time ago and asked for her hand in marriage, but when she refused, he decided to take things into his own hands. He had requested the help of Sith as Renata came to find out one unfortunate afternoon when she decided to stroll through her gardens and found one of those savages slaying three of her best gardeners. He would have captured her if not for her security.
Alde's security force was one of the finest out of the Castle Lands. The Sith was shot through the chest from behind when he lost his guard, trying to capture her. Renata smiled as she remembered the sight of the Sith as the life force came running out of him. He must not have been a very bright one to be slain so easily by mere security.
Since then, Renata had enlisted one of the best fighters in all of Alde to be her protector. He came to her soon after the incident and saved her soon after the incident for when Kendoh learned of his Sith's failure, he immediately dispatched another one in his place. Windredd took care of him easily and Renata found it easier to breathe and to return to her old life with him by her side.
"Go back to my bedroom and wait for me there," Renata instructed her handmaidens when she caught sight of the protector from the other end of the room. The handmaidens nodded and retreated quickly back down the hallway.
"My lady, we have intruders!" exclaimed Windredd meeting Renata in the middle. In the next second, three unknown figures rushed into the room: two humans and a twi'lek. Renata quickly eyed her intruders. So, he sent more than one this time. Her eyes shot to the lightsabers the two humans wielded and to the twi'lek, who wielded none, but two blasters.
"Lady Renata," said the young human woman. "I seek the family of your former handmaiden, Jaesa Willsaam."
Renata raised a brow at the unusual statement, "What's this nonsense you're spouting? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Lady, let me kill this Sith like the last one Duke Kendoh sent," Windredd said stepping in front of her protectively.
"Windredd, you don't need my permission to kill an enemy that comes barging through my doors. Make it fast!" Renata retreated from the protector and stood a safe distant away from them.
"Stand down, Windredd or you're dead," the young woman warned. Renata looked at her as she stood face to face with Windredd. There was something about this Sith that was different from all the rest of the mindless zombies Kendoh sent.
"Sith got it wrong. I make you dead!" Windredd took out his electrostaff and swung it at the three.
The young woman dodged it with ease as she dove to her left, tumbling to catch her fall. Behind her, the twi'lek began firing at Windredd, who surprisingly dodged it with ease for a man his size. Windredd barely paid any attention to her as he ran to engage in battle with the other Sith.
Renata frowned at the sight of the two Sith. They were certainly more skilled than the rest of the Sith Kendoh had sent. Doubt came over her that Windredd wouldn't be able to face them. But he continued to surprise her as he juggled the two Sith and twi'lek. Within the next few minutes, Renata's doubts and worries came back as Windredd was knocked off guard, his electrostaff flying across the room.
Her eyes widened as the young Sith woman wasted no time stabbing her lightsaber through him. They were horrible savages without a heart in the world.
Her amber reddish eyes turned toward Renata, glaring at the noblewoman. Renata stepped back as fear overcame her. These weren't the Sith Kendoh usually send. She doubt even if Kendoh could convince someone of her powers to work for him.
"This can't be," Renata quickly said. "Um, I'm sorry I ordered him to kill you Sith. I hope you don't hold it against me. You see I've been fending off Duke Kendoh's advances for some time, I just assumed that you were here for him. If you're not working for the duke, I-I'll gladly cooperate. Y-you mentioned a-a g-girl, yes? Jaesa someone?"
"Glad to see I have your undivided attention," the young Sith said as she returned her two lightsabers to her belt. Next to her, the man and the twi'lek did the same with their weapons.
"You have a very persuasive manner. I was aware of the young handmaiden who left Alderaan with a Jedi Master. And I did hear the name Jaesa Willsaam. But you've mistaken—I didn't know her. The girl never served me."
"Do you know anything about her?"
"Duke Kendoh can include that in his interrogations," interrupted the man. He turned to face the young woman. "The duke congratulates you in your venture into House Alde. My orders now are to take her to him."
"No!" Renata cried out. She ran toward the Sith, kneeling at her feet. Fear came over her as she forced her next words out. "Don't let him take me that-that pig! I do know who the girl worked for. I'll tell you all I can if only you keep me from Duke Kendoh."
"You'd say anything to save your neck." The Sith glared down upon the noblewoman. There was a hint of smile that formed as she watched Renata trembling and shaking with fear.
"I promise you. Judge after you heard. Before she left with the Jedi, Jaesa Willsaam was the handmaiden of Gesselle Organa of House Organa. They were inseparable. Before the war, Gesselle was an aristocrat like myself. Now she leads the Organan troops against House Ulgo."
"That's not a lot to go on."
"That's—that's as close as I can get you to Jaesa. Gesselle can tell you the rest."
"The duke will know where to find Gesselle Organa and how to reach her. If you let me deliver Lady Renata to him, I'm sure Kendoh will happily shed light on the situation for you," the man said once more.
There was silence within the room as everyone waited for the young Sith woman to decide Renata's future. Renata looked up at her pleadingly, but the Sith showed no sign of emotions as she continued to glare down at her. Renata felt her heart sank as she waited. Sith were not known to be merciful. She knew her future before the Sith could say a word. Renata lowered her head, tears falling down her face. She would be presented to Duke Kendoh, who will take her as his wife in an instant. Renata shuddered. Was this really to be her future? To spend the rest of her life with that pig?
"The lady isn't going anywhere."
"My lord, it'll be in our favor to do what the Duke wants," said a voice coming out a small comlink that was hooked to the Sith's belt. "He has information that we need."
"Don't question me!" The Sith woman furrowed her brows at the voice. "I don't work for that slime, he works for me. He will give me what I want or else."
The comlink went silent.
Renata looked up, dumbfounded by what she heard. A sense of relief overcame the noblewoman as she stood up to face the Sith, "Thank you, it's good to know that some Sith have a sense of honor."
"Fine, as I said, I will not oppose you nor will I defy your decision here. I meant what I said. I'm sure Kendoh can help you find and confront Gesselle. You should consult with him on it," said the man.
"Be sure he's prepared when I get there."
"Of course, Xy'liah. I will see you at House Thul." The man turned to leave, leaving Renata to the Sith and twi'lek.
"Despite the destruction you've caused, I hold you in high esteem Sith. I only hope you make that worm Kendoh pay for misleading you. Take nothing he says at face value," she advised. He was indeed one of the most disgusting men she has ever dealt with. He was too persistent for his own good, stopping at nothing to get what he wanted no matter the consequences. Last time, he went over a few noble's heads, which made him a few more enemies to the already gigantic list that he had. Renata thought that time to be his last, but apparently he was able to wiggle his way out of trouble.
"Don't worry about that. I see through him."
"I'm sure you'll be fine. Goodbye," Renata bowed before the Sith, but she took no notice and turned to leave as her twi'lek friend followed.