Dooku dashed into the manor towards the medical facility as fast as he feet would carry. His holo-com beeped and he answered it.
"Yes?"
It was the head medical droid.
"Sir, the antidote we read about. It was a fake."
Dooku skidded to a shocked halt.
"What?!"
"There is no antidote. The Mistress will die. The posion took early effect. She doesn't have much time let. Only a few minutes."
Dooku's mad dash for the medical facility resumed.
"I'm almost there."
He flew into the medical facility, putting away his holo-com and sped to Shmi's room, servants and droids alike scrambling out their Master's way.
Dooku halted at Shmi's door and rushed in, gathering his wife up in his arms.
"Shmi."
She stirred weakly and managed to grip his shirt with one hand and his arm with the other.
"Tyln?"
"I'm here, darling."
She lay her head on his chest.
"I love you."
Tears stung the Count's eyes as he held his beloved close.
"I love you, too."
He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers one last time.
Shmi died in his arms.
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The Colicoids fled, screaming in fear, and were felled as they ran.
One by one they fell like prey brought down by a nexu.
The red blade caught them all, weilded by a man ravaged by grief and driven by hatred for those that caused the death of his precious wife.
He would have revenge for his lover.