An: So this is a spinoff of my Star Wars/Homestuck crossover A Light Among the Stars. It will follow Satine and Obi-Wan's daughter also off on her own adventure. It will be crossed with Game of Thrones. My writing is a hobby and therapy for me. I know it sucks already. As this is a spinoff, it will contain some mentions and interactions of/with Alternians and others from Homestuck.

Lyr Kryze-Kenobi was practicing battle meditations under the watchful eye of Master Dooku when the troll ran by, practically sprinting. Behind her she trailed this dreadfully disruptive aura of unease and a little fear too. Lyr looked after her, recognizing her childhood friend Amity Jinn. A frown came over her features and she turned her head, intending to ask Dooku if she could check up on Amity.

He was already speaking. "No, padawan. The Grandmaster himself or one of the other Masters will take care of young Amity."

Lyr wanted to huff but settled dutifully back into her battle meditations, even if she was disturbed now. Later, as she was walking the halls of the Tython Temple she bumped into Grandmaster Qui-Gon Jinn. "Grandmaster." She greeted him. "Are you looking for something?"

He furrowed his brow. "Amity. Have you seen her? Earlier she ran from Master Windu in the middle of a session."

Lyr got a sinking feeling in her chest at this. "Yes, I did. As I was doing battle meditations with Master Dooku." She hesitated. "Is Amity missing? She's run away, hasn't she?"

The Grandmaster gave her an appraising look before fondly ruffling her hair. "You're a joy, Lyr. Yes, I'm afraid she has. We've known for a while the Jedi path did not seem to be one she was interested in. Here you are, so close to your trials. She's got a year on you and I think my sweet child has attended her scheduled training sessions perhaps five times." He smiled a little sadly at her and kept walking. "Your mother is here. She says she'd like to take a lunch with you before leaving for Mandalore."

Lyr sighed, trying to brush off the nagging worry Amity Jinn was about to get in over her head. Emotions set aside for another time, she turned and walked to the galley that was nearly always bustling. The Alternians running it never seemed to rest. She sat and watched them dancing around each other behind the counter, noting their grace. "Tav, I'm gonna need you to turn it up a notch. We've got a duchess here for lunch." They moved faster, practically blurs as their gray skin brushed during the rush between cooking stations.

Lyr turned her head to look as her mother approached from behind. "They make a good couple." Her mother smiled a little fondly at the married men dancing their way through work.

"Like you and father." Lyr said just as fondly. Her parents marriage was beautiful, something forged in this age of the Reformed Republic. Grandmaster Qui-Gon and his dyad had done something amazing with their lives, and lived to reap the peace that came from it.

Satine hesitated, and Lyr witnessed the familiar fight on her face between mother and duchess mode. The duchess won out. "Darling, I'd like to ask you something and I need you not to freak out. Carefully consider. This isn't an order. Just a proposition."

The nerves writhing in Lyr's stomach deepened. "Okay. I'm listening."

"Although in the Reformed Republic you don't have to, you have taken your Jedi training very seriously and have not expressed any romantic attachments. I was beginning to wonder if perhaps you just don't work that way. That said...I have a potential ally with a son your age."

Lyr felt her stomach drop into her toes. "An arranged marriage?"

Her mother was nodding. "Perhaps. You wouldn't be expected to actually sleep with him or have children or anything. Basically just show solidarity. You'd move and protect this young man's territory as an agent of the Tython Temple. Of the Republic."

"Oh." It was all Lyr could manage at first. "You need this? For Mandalore?"

Satine Kryze considered for a moment. "It would be extremely helpful in reassuring that a conflict didn't break out and threaten this peace nearly two decades in the making now. That's about all I can tell you. As a leader it's my obligation to jump on such opportunities when they come. That said, I refuse to jump for you. Think on it, love." She took the lunch Tavros was handing her and stood.

Lyr felt her head spinning when she also numbly got to her feet. She found herself walking more by memory than by vision to a terrace that overlooked the Grandmaster's dyad's garden. She sat on the railing, legs dangling. She was trembling a little and trying to hold together from the onslaught of confused, conflicting emotions. This was a new thing for her since the training had begun. To feel this out of control. A sneeze to her left startled Lyr so badly she almost fell into the fruit trees below.

She looked to see a groggy Jade Harley stirring from what looked like an accidental nap. "Hello, Lyr." She said, looking confused. "This is definitely not where I went to sleep. I think."

Lyr sighed and stood off the railing, going to offer her some help up. "First Amity and now you. This day is just full of mishaps, isn't it?"

Perhaps the lingering panic showed in her eyes, or maybe Jade was just displaying an uncharacteristic amount of awareness; but when she replied Jade hit the nail on the head. "You want to leave Galaxy's Edge, the same as your young friend."

Lyr felt caught. Of course she did, because if she stayed she was definitely going to say yes to her mother. Lyr was a creature of duty-bound obligations. "Yes, I do. This whole arranged marriage thing has me panicked. I've never left Tython for any reason other than a mission. If I'm going to marry off...for my mother and our people, I want to live a little first."

Jade heaved a sigh, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a stone. "This will get you home when you're ready. Don't lose it." She pressed a warm brown rock into Lyr's fingers. It seemed to almost pulse. "Now. I think I know just the place. Let's do this quickly. I've already disappeared one young Jedi today." She held her fingers out like a picture frame and settled on a spot just by the balcony. "Bang." She whispered to herself and giggled like it was a joke.

A portal opened, emitting cold air. "In you go." The woman of space laughed at herself again and shoved Lyr. Then it was just Jade. She absently rooted in her pocket and pulled out the thing that was in it. "Whoops. I forgot her returning stone."

x

Lyr was falling, and then she was awake jolting up from a bed of furs. A crackling fire in the corner both lit and kept the room warm. Room? It was stone, with what looked like decent furnishings. She cast her gaze about blearily, well aware of how bad her head hurt right now and the fact her body felt leaden. A door opened and Lyr had to squint for a moment to make out anything in the low light. It was a young girl with long, red brown hair and a pretty blue dress. She gasped when they made eye contact and ran down the hall, shouting. "Mother, father, she's awake!"

There was the sound of lots of movement and then various people were pushing their way in. A man in robes and chain necklace was at the front. As such, he was the first to touch Lyr. She flinched and pulled back. "Um excuse me? What...who?"

"It'll be ok. Amazingly our treatments have worked on you. On what didn't close by itself anyway." He spoke softly, in a reassuring voice.

Lyr's confusion deepened until a child who was struggling through the back of the crowd in the door finally pushed out to the front. "Are you really her? Are you the Maiden? We all saw you come from the sky. And your wounds they-"

A gruff older man who stepped up behind the child was gently shushing her. "Arya, that's enough. Give her time to speak."

Feeling every eye in the room on her, Lyr reached out through the force. She got little except a vague feeling this was as it should be. Trusting in the Force as she had been raised, she answered. "Yes, I am a Maiden." She winced as she sat up. "And your kingdom is in danger."