Planet: Mandalore
System: Mandalore system
Sector: Mandalore sector
Region: Outer Rim Territories
~Peace Park~
Nighttime finally came upon the planet as everyone prepared for funerals at the decorative garden. Some Mandalorians and their families held candles, symbolizing those who fell during the battle for Mandalore.
Satine sighed as she placed the candle before the Memorial Shrine. "Today, we lost many men and women fighting for Mandalore, but in the end, their deaths brought us together. We won't let their deaths go in vain because, as of today, we will keep Mandalore safe as our new selves. Now, let us pray for these souls."
As the people were getting ready to pray when-
"Kenobi!"
Everyone looked up to see the other Zabrak Savage here! However, he wasn't alone; behind was Maul's Crimson Dawn blasters ready to fire.
Obi-Wan stood his ground as the angry Zabrak tried to stand up to him. The Mandalorians were ready for their blasters to protect their Duchess and Mand'alor from this threat.
"This is a place for mourning, Savage. Take your brother's body, his group, and leave this planet now."
As the Mandalorians prepared to attack, Satine intervened and gestured for them to stand down. Although the new warriors were confused, they obeyed their Duchess's command. Satine trusted Obi-Wan's judgment, as he hadn't yet reached for his Darksaber to defend himself. He attempted to reason with the enraged Zabrak.
Obi-Wan remained calm and didn't move or reach for his saber. "Perhaps. However, this is not the right time or place for revenge. Please leave our home and mourn your brother," he said.
A painful minute passed as Savage finally turned off his lightsaber. He groaned, "Perhaps you're correct, Kenobi." However, the Zabrak wasn't done. He stepped close to Obi-Wan's face and glared, "However, next time we meet, I will avenge my brother and take your life."
"And I would be waiting, Savage."
After Savage and his Crimson Dawn departed, the funeral proceeded peacefully.
~The Palace~
After the memorial ended, Obi-Wan was dragged toward Satine's, their new room, where the Mand'alor and Duchess of Mandalore were alone. Satine walked toward the balcony, staring at the people welcoming back clan members. It was a touching moment for all of them. Now, she hopes the same can be said for her and Obi-Wan.
Sensing something is wrong, Obi-Wan stands behind his Duchess and holds her in his arms. "Satine, my dear, are you alright?"
"No, I'm scary Obi-Wan. So scared of what is about to happen right now."
"And we would handle this together, my dear," Obi-Wan grabbed Satine's left hand and kissed. "As it should have been all this time ago."
"Yes, as it should have been. There something I should have told you a long time ago."
"And what is that?"
"Korkie isn't my nephew. He is my- no, he is our son."
"I've always known, Satine," Obi-Wan recalled with a heavy heart when the H.N.N. broadcasted the news of Korkie's birth, another survivor of the Kyrze Clan that Satine took in as her nephew. The boy was a handsome little guy. Obi-Wan was pretty sure his Master already suspected that something had happened between them but didn't say anything. "A part of me knows he was my son, but another part of me didn't want to ruin both of your lives." The weight of unspoken truths hung heavily in the air, casting a shadow over their shared past.
"I'm sorry," Satine always had in the back of her mind the image of Obi-Wan getting angry at her about Korkie's origin. "I didn't want to tell you because the Galaxy-" Satine stopped herself, then balled her fists and finally let the tears come down. "No, 'cause Anakin would have needed a master. I'm so sorry for not telling you, Ben! Please forgive me!"
Obi-Wan smiled softly, wiping away the tears, then kissed her forehead and rested against it. "There is no need to apologize, Satine. That was in the past. Let's focus on the here and now, alright?"
"Yes, let's focus on the here and now. Would you like to meet Korkie?"
Before Obi-Wan could answer, a knock sounded, causing the couple to stop what they were doing.
"Mother? Master Kenobi? Are you guys there?" Korkie asked.
"Yes, we are, my dear. I'm coming," Satine said as she walked toward the door to let her- well, their son in.
Once Korkie entered, Obi-Wan gazed at the young man with interest and amazement. He couldn't believe that this was his son! Korkie was a perfect mix of him and Satine. Obi-Wan felt a rush of pride and gratitude as he sensed Korkie's immense power. Despite Korkie's challenges in the past few days, Obi-Wan could feel nothing but pure Light in his Force presence. He felt a deep sense of relief knowing that his son, a Kenobi by blood, had escaped the clutches of Maul and Sidious. Obi-Wan was amazed at Korkie's strength, which reminded him of when his Master had found Anakin. He couldn't help but feel empathy and admiration for his son's resilience.
"I hope you didn't mind that I had your lightsaber, sir." Korkie offed the lightsaber back to its owner. "It is a pretty fine weapon you have there."
However, Obi-Wan didn't take it back. He could already feel the lightsaber finding his son as its new owner—something he had never seen before! "You find my lightsaber interesting?"
"Sure, I have always been interested in the Jedi Order," Korkie replied with a hint of shame and embarrassment. Unaware, he places the lightsaber back on his side. Since his Mother told him about the Jedi Knights who had protected her during the Civil War, he had found them fascinating. However, there was another reason for his interest as well.
"A Mandalorian attraction to a Jedi? You must be a Kyrze, then."
"Or maybe... I'm a Kenobi, too?"
Both Obi-wan and Satine were shocked by that statement. Did he know that Obi-Wan was his father?
A sad but hopeful smile removed Obi-wan's shock. "Yes, you are a Kenobi, too. It's nice to meet you, Korkie." He held his right hand out.
As Korkie approached Obi-Wan, he didn't take the handshake. Instead, he embraced the older man and let out a small sob. "It's truly an honor to finally meet you, father."
The new Mand'alor was surprised by the hug. Korkie, his son, welcomed him with joy and pride, and he finally connected with his father through the Force.
'Father. I am a father now.' Obi-Wan never thought he would be a husband, ruler, and now a father. He hugged his son back, "Indeed it is, my son." He let Korkie go and smiled, "Now I believe there is a lot I would like to know about you. I'm sure your Mother has a lot of stories to tell."
"The good ones, I hope, right, Mother? I didn't think Father needed to know about my crimes of trickery or trouble yet."
"My boy, you're a Kenobi. Trouble will be found even if you're not looking for it."
Satine was filled with joy and a few tears as she watched her husband and son bonding quickly. She felt that the Force was at work, making it easier for them to connect. Although she regretted keeping Korkie away from Obi-Wan, she was happy that they finally had the opportunity to get to know each other. She began sharing Korkie's life story with Obi-Wan, and the three of them spent the night bonding.
Two days later
~The Royal Garden~
It was the afternoon of the now-peaceful warrior races. The Mandalorians were getting accustomed to the new changes. Korkie was sparring with his father's, well, his new lightsaber. The saber felt right in his hands. His father explained that the lightsaber, more importantly, the kyber crystal, had chosen him as its new Master. It was fascinating for the new Kenobi to get the chance to learn more about the Force! But more importantly, about his father's side. Everything that he wanted to know about Obi-Wan 'Ben' Kenobi since he was a youngling hearing stories from his Mother.
Through meditation, Obi-Wan worked with the Darksaber, a weapon with a history of both good and evil. It was created as a symbol of leadership for the Mandalorians but had been used to control people instead of leading them. In Obi-Wan's hands, the ancient weapon has the potential to be restored to its original purpose and once again become a symbol of authentic leadership. 'Show me the way, Master Tarre Vizsla.'
The Darksaber emitted a soft hum, bringing a smile to Obi-Wan's face. According to legend, Kyber crystals are deeply connected to a Jedi, helping them achieve balance in the Force. This particular lightsaber was crafted by a master during the High Republic era and became bonded with him.
"Sir?" Captain Fenn Rau of the Royal Guard speaks.
"Yes?"
"A Republic Star Destroyer is requesting to enter."
'It has to be Anakin and Ahsoka.' Obi-Wan smiled and nodded, "Let them through and send them to the courtyard."
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later, the captain had led the two Jedi and the Clones to the Mand'alor.
"Oh, so this is where you've been, huh?!" Anakin shouted as he and Ahsoka walked toward Obi-Wan. Their loyal clones, Cody and Rex, were right behind them.
"Anakin, Ahsoka. I'm glad you came," Obi-wan greeted, his eyes still closed, focusing on the Darksaber. "Korkie, I am sure you remember Anakin and Ahsoka. Behind them is Commander Cody of my fleet, while the other one is Captain Rex of Anakin's."
"Hello there," Korkie waved and returned to lightsaber training.
Watching the former cadet and heir handle her Grand Master's lightsaber with unexpected proficiency, Ahsoka was both surprised and shocked. The cadet appeared to be in complete harmony with the weapon as if it were tailor-made for Korkie. Meanwhile, Anakin was about to complain about Obi-Wan's conduct.
"Did you know the risks I had to take to get here?!"
"No, but I am sure you are about to tell me."
"Yeah, you're right! I have to lie to the Jedi Order to get here! I have to involve Senator Amidala to get here!"
"Oh? Padme is here? I am sure Satine would appreciate her being here."
"You have gotten my ship destroyed!"
"The Twilight wasn't a strong ship, Anakin. Anywhere Satine and I are planning to give you a new ship."
"Thanks. And here you're without your beard?! Like what the hell, old man?!"
Ahsoka couldn't believe her Master's foolishness. He was only concerned about one thing, not why Obi-Wan, a Jedi Master, wore royal Mandalorian clothes. But there were so many other critical questions that needed answers. Why were the Mandalorians training with members of Death Watch? Why was Korkie, who was not a Jedi, training with Obi-Wan's lightsaber and showing signs of strength in the Force?! The most pressing question is, why did Obi-Wan have the Darksaber instead of his usual lightsaber? These were the questions plaguing them for the past two days on Mandalore.
"I thought it was time to change it, Anakin," Obi-Wan stated, then playfully smirked. "Plus, it would stop Satine from grading it instead of my-"
"I'm going to stop you right there, old man, before you scare the younglings," Anakin cut him off.
"Hey!" Ahsoka and Korkie shouted.
"So what happened to you guys anyway?"
Obi-Wan shook his head, opened his eyes, and then stood up. "A lot, Anakin. And I mean a lot."
Once Obi-Wan tells them about himself, Satine, and the fate of Mandalore, the Master and Padawan are shocked. They are surprised not only that Obi-Wan has become the new Mand'alor and violated the Jedi Order orders but also that he used the Dark side to win and had a son with the Duchess!
"So Korkie is your and Satine's kid, huh?" Ankain asked to ensure he heard that part of Obi-Wan's story right.
"Yes, he is my son," Obi-Wan replied, smiling and grabbing Korkie's left shoulder.
Anakin turned toward Ahsoka with the biggest grin and pointed at her. "See! I told you he was Obi-Wan's kid! Pay up!"
Ahsoka pouted and handed her Master 500 credits, while Cody gave 500 credits to Rex.
Obi-Wan frowned, "You both bet if Korkie was my son."
Anakin smiled, rubbing his head, "It was just a bet, old man."
Obi-Wan told Korkie, "This chaos is what I endure from these two, my boy."
Korkie started to chuckle a little. His father was right. These two were funny and kept his father on his toes. He can't wait to get to know his new family members.
"So you have control of Death Watch now?" Anakin asked as he watched the Mandalorians work together. He remembers that not too long ago, these people were enemies of each other. Now, seeing them like this confuses the young Jedi Master. 'Is this the power of the Darksaber? Forcing the once enemies to coexist?'
"Well, not control Anakin. Most like leading the Mandalorians, my people now, to a new way."
"Um, Master Obi-Wan? What was it like for you?" Ahsoka had to ask that critical question. She remembers little from her time being infected by the Dark Side on Mortis, but to hear her grandmaster, the rule-following Jedi Master, using it would leave anyone with questions.
Obi-Wan sighed, "An experience that one must have complete balance over. If it weren't for Satine and Master, I would hate to see how far anger would take me."
Anakin looked down in shame. He remembers using the Dark side of the monsters that killed his Mother to control him! If it wasn't for the fact that there weren't Tusken Raiders and the long ride back to Padme helped calm him down too, who knows what else he would've done?!
Obi-Wan started to notice that his former student was looking down in shame. He stared at the young man but didn't say anything. Not yet. "Come. Let us head to the War Room." He turned toward a servant. "Inform Duchess Satine and Lady Bo-Katan that we need them there."
The servant nodded, "Yes, sir. And I will also lead Senator Amidala."
"Thank you."
As everyone began to make their way toward the War Room. Satine was alone, gazing at her armor intended for the royal wedding and the rest of her life. Her people would never regain their armor again, a reality that weighed heavily on her. She could hardly believe she would be wearing armor once more. Satine examined her new armor closely, as she hadn't donned any since the end of the Civil War.
"What are you doing?" Bo-Katan asked as she walked next to her sister.
"You know, I would've never thought I would be wearing this thing again," she said as she touched their family's signet- the Convor. A creature her grandfather helped believe in the Force.
"But would you be wearing it now, sister?"
Would she be wearing her armor? She hasn't donned it since the end of the Civil War, but now, will she put it on again? Will she return to the path of a warrior during a conflict that will affect Mandalore and the entire Galaxy?
"Meh gar copad naak, then ve'ganir tsikala par akaan bal akaanir par naak." Satine remembers her grandfather's dead words to her father and the rest of the Kyrze Clan. She didn't want to believe his words in the past: "If you want peace, prepare for war and fight for peace." Is she ready to go back to violence and war? Is she prepared to be herself again? However, before she could answer, the sound of the door opened.
"My ladies," the Kyrze sisters turned to see General of the Nite Owl Ursa Wren standing by the door.
"Yes? What is it?" Satine asked.
"The Mand'alor requests you and Lady Bo-Katan to meet in the war room."
"Yes. Have our guests been brought there?"
"The Senator, yes. The Mand'alor and the Prince lead the Jedis and the Clones to the war room."
"Very well, then," Satine said, turning towards her sister. Let's hurry before Obi-Wan starts a ruckus with Master Skywalker and his Padawan."
"Right," Bo-Katan nodded. She remembers seeing the chaos and destruction of those two and Kenobi from the Holo net.
~The War Room~
"Obi-Wan, is that you? Where is your beard?" Padme asked with the biggest smile and hug once she saw one of her friends.
Obi-Wan hugged her back, let go, and then smiled, "Another one that isn't a fan of my look, huh?"
"It honestly makes you look a lot like Korkie now."
"I can't help it that my boy inherited my handsome face."
Satine glared, "And he inherited your needs to find trouble, Ben."
Anakin approached Ahsoka's ear and joked, "See? Even Padme sees that Obi-Wan and Korkie are related."
Ahsoka pouted from annoyance but couldn't help but watch the family. She was still surprised at how Obi-Wan took the news and behaved with Satine and Korkie. But more importantly, seeing the rule-following Jedi Master act like a regular man was beyond the young Padawn's imagination.
"Didn't know you have a war room, Satine," Padme stated.
"Yes, since Bo-Katan and her Nite Owls are checking for bugs," Satine replied.
"Bugs? Isn't all of the Mandalorians back home?" Anakin asked in confusion.
Obi-Wan mentally sighed, knowing it was time. "Before I start this conversation, it must stay within this room and us. Understood?" Obi-Wan stated.
Anakin and Ahsoka felt the seriousness in Obi-wan's voice and nodded.
"Good. Before Maul passed, he told me the identity of Darth Sidious."
"He did?" Ahsoka asked. "What did he say, Master?"
"He told me that the Sith Lord was... Palpatine."
As everyone looked on, their eyes widened in shock and horror. It was revealed that the Sith Lord was none other than Sheev Palpatine!
Anakin laughed as if it were a big joke. However, he abruptly stopped, realizing that Obi-Wan was not joking. "Oh, wait, you're serious. That's impossible, Obi-Wan! Palpatine is our Chancellor and a dear friend of mine. It can't be true!"
"I agree with Anakin, Obi-Wan," Padme disagreed as well. "Yes, I and others believe he is corrupt now. But that's impossible."
Anakin mentally sighed at his wife's statement.
Obi-Wan let out a deep sigh, realizing that he had foreseen this situation. The Dark Lord had been a father figure to Anakin ever since Qui-Gon's passing. Anakin had relied on him in the past, but Obi-Wan had dismissed their bond as fake. Now, he deeply regrets his actions towards the young man and is unsure how to sever their bond.
As Satine tightly held his hand, she looked at him with an imploring gaze, "Please do it now, Ben. You mustn't lose him towards this evil."
He nodded, then turned his attention back to Anakin. "Dooku asked me, what if the Republic was now under the control of a dark lord of the Sith?"
Padme's eyes widened a little, and what Dooku said started to make sense! Palpatine does have the power to control the Republic! 'And I helped him get that power!' She balled her fists, then lowered her head in shame and failure. 'The Republic is in danger because of me!'
"That would be impossible! Master Yoda and the Council would've felt him!" Anakin replied in a frustrated tone.
"The same thing I say; however, I saw the unbelievable Anakin during this war. The Order—we had become arrogant and blind to the fact that a Sith Lord controls the Galaxy. We are failing."
"And it's not possible, Anakin. We Mandalorians used to hunt Jedi with the high-tech like Force suppressed," Satine added. "Korkie had to use them while he was a youngling. Perhaps that is how the Jedi Order isn't sensing him."
Korkie rubbed his wrists. Remembering his Mother put those Force suppressors on him cause of his inexperience with the Force. However, as a young man, he understands the why in fear of his father's enemies coming to them.
"Or is he that powerful?" Ahsoka asked, a look of fear in her eyes. She never liked the older man. He was too friendly around Anakin, always meddling in Jedi affairs, and looked rather creepy. The fact that he had stood in front of the Jedi Council for ten years only served to reinforce his power and influence.
Anakin couldn't believe what he was hearing. Even Ahsoka was against him! He needs to get out of here! "I don't want to hear it."
"Anakin-"
"I say I don't want to hear it!" He shouted, then left the war room.
"Anakin, wait!" Before Obi-Wan or Padme chases him, the young prince stops them.
"I'll talk to him," Korkie stated. "Master Skywalker would understand it better from someone who knows the pain."
Satine's eyes widen at Korkie's statement. Her son had also trusted Almec and been betrayed. Maybe his experience can help him connect with Anakin. She nods, "Very well, Korkie. Bring Anakin back to us."
"I will, Mother," Korkie chased away the young Jedi Master.
Obi-Wan observed his son chasing after his former Padawan, hoping Korkie would reason with Anakin. He doesn't know how but trusts Korkie to get through to Anakin.
"We, um, will keep this conversation to ourselves, General," Commander Cody said.
"Thank you, Cody."
"But, sir, what are we to do now?" Rex asked.
The current situation is challenging, given that Darth Sidious has gained control over both factions at war. While informing Master Yoda and the Councils about the Sith Lord's whereabouts is a potential solution, it is essential to consider the possible risks and outcomes of such an action. Trying to remove Darth Sidious from office during a state of war is complex and could be dangerous, putting many individuals, including Padmé, in harm's way. Even if the Sith Lord were removed from office, he would likely flee with Dooku to the Specialists. It's clear that they are at a stalemate, and the only viable solution is to find a way forward that doesn't endanger anyone.
"We wait for his move."
Padme loathed, waiting for the enemy to act. It was as if they were playing a game of Dejarik while innocent lives hung in the balance. She was sure that it was unjust. Nevertheless, the new Mand'alor was right. With a determined tone, Padme stated, "Okay, Obi-Wan, we will wait for now."
"Why don't we just kill this Sith Lord?" Bo-Katan suggested.
"Are you forgetting what happened to Pre Vizsla, Bo?" Satine reminded him. In the past, the Mandalorians have allied with Sith Lords since the beginning of their history. There isn't much record of Mandalorians battling Sith; their conflicts are primarily with Jedi Masters and Knights. A Sith Lord managed to deceive Yoda, of all people! Look at Maul and Count Dooku—who played both sides of the war! "It would be nearly impossible to kill him outright."
"And we don't know the full extent of his true strength," Ahsoka added, crossing her arms. "For all we know, he might be so powerful that he could stop a blaster bolt."
Bo-Katan crossed her arms and looked away, "Speak for yourself."
"How about collecting evidence for his arrest?" Cody suggested.
"Even if we did, I don't think that son of a bitch would come easily," Rex stated. "All he can do is run to the Separatists like some war hero and coordinate attacks on the Republic. We would be caught with our pants down."
"True, but it's what we can do in the meantime while we are waiting," Padmé agreed.
Satine said, "In the meantime, it never hurts to share our knowledge with others and build alliances." Having survived two civil wars, she understands the importance of having allies, such as other clans, the Jedi, Qui-Gon, and Dooku, whom her grandfather befriended during his exile.
Padmé's unwavering trust in Mon Mothma and Bail Organa inspires her to seek their help against the Sith. She knows she can overcome any obstacle and emerge victorious with their support. Maybe she could find more alliances to stop the Sith Lord.
Besides Anakin and Ahsoka, there are a few people Obi-Wan can trust with this information. Of course, he depends on his friend Quinlan Vos, but he will need more people. Maybe from the Council, he can try Plo Koon and Shaak Ti. He believed that they would be a more significant help against Sith. Yet Obi-Wan was disappointed that he hadn't yet trusted Yoda or Mace with this news.
Rex and Cody know some of their brothers can be trusted with this knowledge. They are also loyal to the Republic and, most importantly, to their Jedi.
How will they turn the tide of battle against this Sith Lord?
~Meanwhile, with Anakin and Korkie~
The young prince rushed to catch up with the Jedi Knight, who was still walking away angrily toward the family garden. "Master Skywalker! Master Skywalker! Please wait!" Korkie shouted.
"What?!" Anakin turned around with a growl.
"I know how you feel-"
"No! You don't know how I feel, kid!"
"Yes, I do! You don't think how I understand the feeling of being betrayed by someone close to you- No, by someone you see as a mentor betraying you and almost killing your loved ones! So yes, I do know how it feels!"
Through the Force, Anakin senses Korkie's emotions about Almec's betrayal. He sees Satine almost killed through Korkie's eyes—not once but twice. Anakin sighed as he tried to calm down. He understands from Korkie's point of view and would be furious if it were true. If Palpatine were the Sith Lord they had been looking for for so long, he would be blamed for everything! The death of many Jedi, clones, and civilians. And worst, the attempted murder plots of Padmé, his wife!
"But he had been like a father to me!"
"I understand, Master Skywalker. But you do have real people that won't betray you. Why trust one man when you have the trust of many?"
Anakin sighed, "You are right, kid. You're right."
Korkie smiled a little, "I am glad you understand reasons, Master-"
"Anakin."
"Huh?"
"The name is Anakin, Your Highness."
Korkie holds his hand and smiles, "You can just call me Korkie. In Mandalore's law, I'm supposed to call you uncle since you and Father are brothers."
Uncle? He never thought he would become an uncle in his lifetime. He had always dreamt of becoming a father someday. But being an uncle to Obi-Wan Kenobi's child was beyond his wildest dreams. However, it gave him a new purpose: to keep fighting. Satine and Korkie were Obi-Wan's family, which made them a part of his family. And you always protect your own, like he does for Padme and Ahsoka.
Anakin smiled, "Yeah, you can call me your uncle. We should get back, kid. I'd hate to cause the old man gray hair."
"Right."
As the two walk back toward the War Room in silence. Anakin finally spoke, "Korkie?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you. For understanding my struggle with the news."
"It's no problem. We are family now."
"Right."
~The War Room~
Everyone looked towards the door to see Anakin and Korkie's back. Padme was the first one to hurry to her husband.
"Anakin, you are back," she said with gladness. She always hates how that man always tried to ruin them.
"Of course," Anakin smiled slightly. He couldn't believe he almost chose that Sith Lord over his wife! Over his real family! Honestly, what was he thinking? He now knows what he needs to do right.
"Anakin-" Obi-Wan tried to speak but got interpreted.
"Stop," Anakin said, holding his hands up to silence his friend. He sighed, "I want to thank you. You could have kept this to yourself, but you chose to share. So, um, thanks."
"Of course. Thank you for hearing me out with this information."
As both men stood before each other, Obi-Wan grabbed Anakin and hugged him. "We are going to get through this, Anakin. I promise! I'm not letting him take you from us again!"
That nearly broke the young Jedi Master again as he realized he had almost chosen a Sith Lord over his brother, who had trained and loved him! He accepted the hug, embraced him tightly, and sent waves of love and comfort through the Force. Finally, the two let go of each other, demonstrating to everyone—even their enemies—that nothing could break their brotherly bond.
Anakin sighed, "So what now, old man?"
"Well," Obi-Wan smiled, then wrapped his left arm around Satine's waist, "a wedding, of course."
Satine smiled, then hugged him back, "Tonight, of course."
Everyone except the Mandalorians stood in stunned, their jaws dropping in disbelief. A wedding?! As in a wedding between Obi-Wan and Satine?! This was beyond comprehension!
~Later on that night~
It was finally the wedding night of Duchess Satine Kryze of Mandalore and the new Mand'alor, Obi-Wan Kenobi of Stewjon. Everyone was rushing to the Temple. Although the couple had few family members present, they were surrounded by loved ones, friends, and allies.
Obi-Wan and Satine leave the shadows, wearing their new beskar'gam armor. Obi-Wan's armor is a striking combination of pure white and blue, with a gray shoulder cape on the left side. Satine's beskar'gam combines blue, white, and black. Her armor style is distinct from Bo-Katan's, featuring the black signet of the convor on her chest and a long white cape flowing from her back. The couple looked stunning together on their special day.
Anakin never thought he would be in this situation. He had always looked up to Obi-Wan as the perfect Jedi. However, watching Obi-Wan marry his old flame and the Mother of his child was still unimaginable. A feeling of jealousy started to stir inside him. He couldn't help but feel envious as loved ones surrounded Obi-Wan on his wedding day while Anakin and Padmé were alone, with only R2 and C-3PO as witnesses. Of course, it wasn't Obi-Wan's fault for not being there. But Anakin couldn't help but wonder if he could have invited him to his wedding. However, this was not about him; it was about Obi-Wan and Satine finally getting married.
'Congratulations, old friend,' Anakin said through their Force bond.
Even with his helmet on, Obi-Wan smiled at his brother, then nodded, 'Same to you too, Anakin.'
Anakin's eyes widen a little from the compilation. What does that mean? Does that mean Obi-Wan knows about him and Padme?!
As Padmé sensed her husband Anakin's nervousness, she grabbed his left hand. Her warm smile and touch helped to soothe his nerves, and Anakin couldn't help but smile back at her. However, he still felt a pang of guilt. When they married, no one was there to witness their special day. But as he looked into Padmé's eyes, he knew he wanted to make it up to her. So he squeezed her hand and promised her, 'Padmé, my love, I promise you that we will have a grand wedding with all our loved ones. You deserve nothing but the best.'
"I didn't know the Clan Kryze signet was the convor," said Ahsoka. She knew the convors were creatures connected to the Force, much like the Loth wolves. However, seeing it on a Mandalorian's signet was a little strange. She remembers seeing the Loth wolf signet on another Mandalorian's family- the House of Wren, she believes. "Why that?"
"Our grandfather believed in the Force," Bo-Katan replied as she watched Obi-Wan and Satine enter the aisle.
"Wasn't he a warlord?" Anakin asked.
"Yes, but still a loving grandfather, Skywalker," she reminisces. She knows little about her grandfather, only bits and pieces of stories. Korbyin Kryze was a unique Mandalorian warrior who once ruled the Mandalorian Empire. He and his Clan were forced to leave the planet. Fortunately, he wasn't alone; his best friend and right-hand man, George of the Wren Clan, was with him, and the two traveled the Galaxy to grow stronger and reclaim Mandalore from the Vizsla Clan to rule the Outer Rim. They learned a great deal from various encounters during their travels, including from Jedi Master Dooku, which also started Korbyin's belief in the Force and the Jedi's fighting skills, which caused him to fight against the Vizsla Clan and rule Mandalore.
Her father, Duke Adonai Kryze, envisioned transforming Mandalore into a peaceful society. His Mandalorian father, her grandfather, shared the same vision and supported Adonai's goal even after his death. Korbyin believed that wearing armor was unnecessary during times of peace and that it was only necessary to take up arms when someone foolishly disrupted that peace or fun. Adonai kept his promise and fought against Death Watch alongside their Mother, Anisa, and the remaining Kryze Clan to defend the peace of Mandalore.
'And I have the nerve to join the people that murdered him, mother, and the rest of my Clan,' Bo-Katan balled her fist, then continued to watch her sister finally marrying her Jedi lover. 'Father, motherMotherdfather, forgave me. I promise I will make it right with this clan. I promise!'
Stepping out of the curtains was the Armorer, ministers in pure golden besker armor. One of the only Mandalorians allowed to wear armor on special events.
"Sat, and let's begin," she said, finally causing the guests to sit down. She turned to the Jedi Master and asked, "Does the Mand'alor know Mando'a?"
"Elek, Ni vaabir," Obi-Wan replied.
"Good, now repeat after me: Vi cuyir united sa solus. Vi remain solus even tion'tuur apart. Vi me'dinuir everything, bal vi Kelir raise cuun younglings sa honorable verda."
"We are united as one. We remain one even when apart. We share everything, and we will raise our younglings as honorable warriors," Bo-Katan translated.
As the couple held hands, their voices intertwined in a soft, melodic harmony, repeating the heartfelt sentence. A warm glow enveloped them, and every onlooker could sense the deep, unwavering love radiating from the Mand'alor and Duchess. It was a love transcending boundaries, weaving a tapestry of connection that drew everyone into its embrace. Their joy was palpable, a beautiful reminder of their bond, lighting the moment with undeniable affection.
"If anyone present has a reason this couple shouldn't be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."
The loyal clones turned toward the crowd and showed them their blasters, daring anyone to objection their Jedi General's wedding. Some of the Mandalorians were nervous, a reminder that their new Mand'alor was still one of the most powerful Jedi in the Republic. In comparison, some started to laugh and cheer. Again, this is a reminder that their new Mand'alor is a mighty warrior on their side now.
"Very well, now the rods," a servant handed over the red hot rods, which were then displayed to the guests as the Armorer held them up. "These rods will symbolize their union as husband and wife." She placed it on his armor and removed the hot metal rods against it, revealing the Jedi Order signet on his right shoulder and the Kyrze Clan's convor signet on his chest. He was now a member of the Kyrze Clan, the husband of Satine Kyrze, and the father of Korbyin 'Korkie' Kyrze-Kenobi II. He was also now the Mand'alor of Mandalore and its people. "You are now part of the Kyrze Clan, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You may remove your helmet and kiss your life mate, Mand'alor and Duchess."
The newlyweds didn't need any prompting. They eagerly took off their helmets and embraced each other in a tender kiss, symbolizing their deep love and commitment. The onlookers erupted in cheers and applause, celebrating the union of their new monarchs.
The palace was the busiest place in Mandalore, bustling with celebration. The people joyfully honored their rulers as children played games while adults danced and drank to the music, laughing and engaging in lively conversations. Korkie and his friends listened attentively to stories told by Ahsoka. Cody, Rex, and the clones felt welcomed by the Mandalorians. Even Anakin and Padmé managed to share a moment on the dance floor. While Obi-Wan and Satine, with their helmets on, sit at the head of the table as the guests bring gifts or converse with them. It was indeed a happy occasion, not just for the newlyweds but for the entire population.
Now, it was the dance of the Duchess and Mand'alor. Everyone started to quiet down and move away from the dance floor. The lights dim only to leave one spot on the couple.
Anakin smiled, holding a mic and a drink in the other. "May Mr. and Mrs. Kenobi come to the dance floor and dance the night away?"
Obi-Wan stood up and reached out his hand toward his wife. "Are you ready for our dance, my Duchess?"
She took his hand and stood up, "And I hope many more, right, my dear?"
As the newlyweds stepped onto the dance floor, a warm, ethereal glow enveloped them, casting a gentle light on their joyful faces. Obi-Wan wrapped his right arm tenderly around her waist, pulling her close, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. He leaned in, his voice a soft and melodious whisper that floated above the enchanting music, "Of course," he murmured, his eyes sparkling with the warmth of their love.
In that magical embrace, the world around them faded into a blur, leaving only the two of them, completely immersed in a blissful dance of joy and love. As Peyton of the Parrish Clan began to sing, his clan members strummed their instruments, filling the air with sweet melodies that danced along with them, creating a moment that felt like a beautiful dream woven just for them.
"I still can't believe this happened, Ben," Satine stated with her voice modulator full of love.
"Same, my dear," Obi-Wan whispered, his voice filled with warmth. He never imagined he would be here, sharing this moment. All those years as a Jedi Master felt distant compared to the joy of being with the woman he loved and being a father to their son. He leaned his helmet against Satine's, feeling a sense of peace. "I love you, Satine," he said softly. "Thank you for being my light in this darkness." Everything else faded away in that moment, leaving only their unbreakable bond.
"I love you too."
After their dance ended, the couple removed their helmets and kissed each other. The party continued, and they were still aloud and alive. Obi-Wan approached the balcony an hour later to look at the fake night sky. Oh, how he remembers Mandalore's real sky during the Civil War while running and hiding with Satine. He even misses its beautiful forest, too. Hearing the door open and then close, the skillful Jedi Master didn't need to turn around to see who it was.
"Hey," Anakin greeted, then stood next to Obi-Wan.
"Hey," Obi-Wan greeted back.
"So now that you are married, what will you do now, Obi-Wan?"
"Working together with Satine, we will establish a new Mandalore that positively embraces the traditional Old Ways. Our vision is to restore Mandalore to its former glory, a lush and prosperous world. And, I am eager to guide Korkie in the ways of the Force, to help him unlock his full potential." Obi-Wan was also thinking of other things he wanted to do since he was pretty sure he would be removed from the Jedi Order now that he used the Dark side and married Satine.
"If you want, I can help you teach your kid. I am doing alright with Ahsoka. So far."
Obi-Wan chuckled, "I would like that, Anakin. Thank you. And maybe someday I can with yours, too."
"You're welcome? But, um, thank you for telling me about him."
"Again, thank you for hearing me out about this powerful information."
"But do you think it was truth?"
"Maul was never interested in playing mind games with me."
"Only for trying to kill you or scream your name very loudly."
Obi-Wan chuckled a little, then sighed, "Anakin, how come you never told me?"
"Tell you what?"
"I know that you and Padme are married. Don't try to deceive me. Why didn't you tell me?"
Anakin stood and shouted, "I didn't want to lose Padme. The Jedi Code forbids possession and attachments, but I love her and was afraid you'd tell the Council."
Obi-Wan gazed at his former Padawan with a sense of disappointment in himself. Anakin had kept a secret from him and didn't trust him, his brother. Obi-Wan wondered if he had failed as a teacher to Anakin and that he couldn't be trusted with such an important matter. If Qui-Gon were still alive, Anakin might have confided in him without hesitation. Obi-Wan couldn't help but ask himself, "Have I let you down, Anakin? Have I failed you?"
"What?! No, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Yet my teachings weren't enough to resist Palpation's manipulation. Or are you being honest with me about how you feel?"
Everything in his bones screamed for him to tell his Master, his brother, that his lightsaber had slashed innocent people while also using the Dark Side! However, before he could have the chance, the doors burst open.
"Masters!" The two men looked up to the young Padawan hurrying to them.
"Ahsoka? What is it?" Anakin asked, sensing his Padawan in distress.
"The Jedi Temple had been bombed!"
Both men looked shocked that their Temple was a target! Was this the work of Darth Sidious to kill what little Jedi there? Or something more?
Obi-Wan sighed intensely, hating that he must leave his wife, son, and their people so soon. However, he must warm the Jedi Order before it is too late. He turned toward his wife, "Satine, I need to -"
"No," Satine interrupted him. "We need to leave for Coruscant." She turned toward her sister, "Bo-Katan, you and your Nite Owls are in charge until Ben and I return."
Bo-Katan nodded, "Mandalore and our people would be safe under our wing."
"Good," she said, turning towards the staff. "I want the Coronet- no, we must get there faster. Have our things transported onto Jedi Knight Ankain's ship. I want to be ready for our deportation to Coruscant within an hour!"
"Yes, Duchess Satine," a servant bowed, then hurried to prepare the Royal family's things on the Resolute.
"Satine!" Obi-Wan grabbed his wife's hand to stop her. "You don't need to come with us-"
The Duchess clasped her husband's hands, her eyes shining with determination. "My Ben, I must stand by you because you need me. A storm is on the horizon, and I understand that this is a battle our people cannot escape anymore. In this time of chaos and suffering, I realize that if I want peace, I must fight for it! Let our people fight against this evil!"
Bo-Katan's eyes were wide, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The phrase reminded her of what her father and grandfather would say during times of war. She smiled, feeling a deep pride in her leader, her sister.
Obi-Wan smiled, grabbed his wife's hands, and kissed them. It must be her Mandalorian's fighting spirit talking. "Alright, my love. Let's head to Coruscant with a bang."
"I want to come too, Father," Korkie said.
Obi-Wan and Satine were hesitant to have their son near that monster. Korkie is a young man without proper training in the Force, and they feared that Darth Sidious might try to use him against them. However, they respected his wish. The parents trusted that their son, or a skilled Force user, would be safe against the Sith Lord. Obi-Wan nodded and said, "Very well, son. Stay by mine or Anakin's side."
"Thank you."
"Now, let's head off to Coruscant."
Everyone nodded in agreement, then embarked on their journey to Coruscant, filled with wonder by a captivating mystery.