"The Jedi Order is even deeper in its death throes than we thought, Master Sidious."

"What brings you to that conclusion, Tyrannus?"

"Between the appearance of your former student and the Witch, it is not institutional decay that prevents their actions now. It is indecision. They now know that they need to take action, but know not what. Is this Witch actually the second Sith or another acolyte to tear them apart from within. Or has she given them information that will save the Republic. And to them the Force remains silent on the issue."

"Do they know of me?"

"They know of a 'Darth Sidious', but do not know what to believe. If she knows who you are; she has either not told them, or they have actively tried to convince her otherwise."

"Did they tell you why she left the Temple in the company of a Healer?"

"To buy a variety of clothes for Healer Ky'sa and herself. To show the Council that the robes can do more harm then good on occasion. But that Healer is more than just 'a' Healer, my Master. Her master would have had a gold blade in times past. And Healer Ky'sa is no different."

"Evaluating Bladesinger as a threat to the Order?"

"That is the impression the Council and the Force left me with, Master Sidious."

"Very well then, head back to Serrano and continue your outreach to the Banking Guilds and the Trade Federation. Generate goodwill with the Trade Federation by helping them offload some of their more troubling assets before the audits finish finding them."

"And what of the Witch?"

AN-And another 24 arc comes to a close with a view from the shadows

"The moment she is returned to duty, the Chancellor will have an interesting task ready for her skill set."

The salvaged OteroaCorp transport silent in hyperspace, the repaired droids keeping them on course. A lone red-skinned Zabrak sitting in seething meditation with the last message of his Mother echoing in his mind

'The black blade brings the Jedi. The Jedi brings the singing blade.'