Walking back to her room, Senya closed the door, and then she lay down on the bed and watched the storm outside her window. After a few minutes, the rain stopped, engulfing the bedchamber with a calming silence. Then the eerie silence was disturbed by Lana's moaning and screaming.

Pulling the pillow over her head, Senya tried to block out the noises coming from Lana's room but without success. Whatever Arcann was doing to her was definitely something she enjoyed. A small smile appeared on her face thinking that her son was having a good time. I have to remind them that I would need earplugs if they were going to do this every night, she thought as she sat up and placed the pillow down. Then her thoughts went to Vaylin. Getting up, she walked downstairs and went outside.

A cool midnight breeze greeted her as she stepped into the backyard. The freshly manicured lawn was still wet from the rain, but Senya didn't care. Barefoot, she walked toward the gazebo that stood in the middle of the garden, next to a large, lit up swimming pool. Pulling her pajama top tighter around her body, she walked past the pool and then stepped inside the gazebo.

After finding a dry spot, she sat down and gazed toward the back of the house. Then her eyes landed on the stone patio, with its chairs and tables neatly stack on top of each other. Then she looked at the pool. The water looked beautiful as it slowly lapped against the ceramic tiles. Its deep blue color felt mesmerizing and also inviting. Tearing her eyes away from the water, she turned around and looked toward the sky where the dark clouds slowly disappeared bringing forth millions of shiny stars. Amongst them somewhere up there was her planet. She missed Zakuul and wished to return one day, however first she needed to make amends with Vaylin, and Senya knew it wasn't going to be easy.

Vaylin was always different compared to the boys. Even as a child, it was much harder to control her than the boys. Although Senya did everything in her power to try to raise her the right way, she was just like Valkorion, hardheaded, and dangerously powerful. On top of everything else, Vaylin was also quickly angered and hard to please. When she reached her ninth birthday, Valkorion decided to lock her away to control her powers. He said it was for her own good. Oh how he lied, she thought, feeling despondent thinking about that terrible day. Helplessly, Senya watched as her precious little daughter was taken away from her. She wanted to rip the door to pieces and take her far away from that monstrous place, but she caved into Valkorion's wishes. This was something she was never able to forgive herself for.

Then the memory of her failed mission came into her mind. Quickly wiping her eyes, she sniffed a few times and then looked toward the dark trees that swayed slightly, like dancing under the stars, she thought, watching them.

Then she heard something.

"Senya."

The sound carried over the top of the trees and rushed through the wet ground, bringing a much cooler breeze with it.

Frowning, she pulled her top tighter and stared at the trees.

She wasn't sure if she had heard it right, but it almost sounded like someone was whispering her name.

"I'm not just old but I might be going insane as well." She murmured shaking her head.

Getting up, she started to walk back toward the house when another cool breeze came by. As it picked up her hair, she heard it again.

It was barely a whisper but she recognized the voice.

"Senya."

Frozen in her tracks, Senya felt every single hair on her body standing up, as she listened to the voice from the grave.

As the breeze gently caressed her face and neck, she took a few shaky breaths, and then she said.

"Valkorion?"

But there was no answer.

Quickly looking around, she rubbed her arms and then sped toward the house. As soon as she was inside, she locked the door. Through the large sliding glass door, she stared into the backyard.

There was no one out there that she could see, but deep in her heart, she knew the voice she heard was none other than her late husband's. Shutting the blinds, she stepped away from the door and went upstairs. Lying on the bed, she stared at the ceiling trying to comprehend what had just happened. Hours later she managed to fall asleep, dreaming about a better future.

"When did this happen?" Ven Zallow asked standing in front of Vaylin.

"A few days ago." She replied and then she added. "I knew my brother was alive and now we know where he is."

"He is in a Sith world." Zallow said with a frown.

"Sith, Jedi, doesn't matter." Vaylin replied throwing up her arms. "As you should have noticed, we tend not to make any differences between them."

"What are you going to do then?" He asked gazing into her eyes.

"I'm going to do exactly what he told me to do." She replied. Then she asked as she held out her hand.

"May I see it?"

Reaching into his pocket, he took out the medallion and placed it into her hand.

"Looks old." She said gazing at the medallion that was marked with a Rakatan emblem.

"I believe it belonged to the Rakatans." Zallow replied.

"My brother said the same thing. He believes they are planning something." Vaylin said rubbing it between her fingers. The small weathered stone had a strange texture to it. Placing the medallion into her pocket, she grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the medical bay.

"Where are you taking me?" Zallow asked puzzled.

"I have a gift for you." She said with a sly grin, as they stepped through the threshold. Then she signaled the doctor to come closer.

"Have a seat." The doctor said gesturing to Zallow to sit down. Then he stood behind him and said.

"Remove your top please."

"What is going on Vaylin?" Zallow asked confused.

"I decided to remove your device." She replied with a smile. Then she added as she leaned closer. "I am certain that you will never leave after you hear what I'm about to tell you."

For a few seconds, Zallow looked at her with confusion. Then he pulled his top over his head and dropped it to the floor.

"What is it that you want to tell me?" He inquired.

"Go ahead, doctor." Vaylin ordered.

"Don't move." The doctor said as he picked up a syringe from the metal table. "I'm going to numb the area now." Saying that he inserted the syringe inside Zallow's neck and administered the clear liquid.

While the doctor was occupied with the task, Zallow asked again.

"What is that you want to tell me?"

Placing his hand onto her stomach, with a smile, she said. "You and I are going to have a baby."

A momentary confusion was seen on his face. Then he quickly measured her up.

"Are you certain?"

"Yes." Vaylin replied. Searching his eyes, she asked. "Are you happy?"

Ven Zallow was speechless. This was an unexpected surprise that he wasn't prepared for. Within seconds, a sudden mixture of emotions from fear to astonishment swept through him like fire. His usual calm and composed nature instantly disappeared, replaced by fear and uncertainty. The thought of becoming a father made him anxious. But looking at her radiant expression, he suddenly felt guilty.

"I don't know what to say." He mumbled. "I think I need some time to process this great news."

Then he heard the doctor. "I just need to make a few stitches and you are ready to go and celebrate."

"You don't look too happy." Vaylin said with a sour expression. "Why?"

Pulling her closer, he looked up to her face, and then he said.

"It's not that I'm not happy, but it's just not the right time to have a child." Then he added. "We could be at war at any moment."

With a reassuring smile, Vaylin said.

"The Eternal fleet is undefeatable. If they attack us, they will learn quickly not to mess with us. If I were you, I wouldn't worry." Saying that she placed her hand over his.

"You're all done." The doctor said placing his tools on the table.

"I hope you are right." Zallow said planting a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

Tilting his face upward, she said in a hushed tone.

"Of course I'm right." With a wicked grin, she added. "Now let's go and celebrate."

On Dromund Kaas, Lana woke up with a sore body. Stretching her lean physique, she winced, as her tender bottom brushed against the sheets. Last night's fun with Arcann was taking on a new, thrilling experience that she embraced with joy. However, their lovemaking came with a prize, she thought, feeling her sore muscles and also the unpleasant tacky feeling all over on her skin. From her face to her backside her body felt sticky and she direly needed to take a shower.

Turning to her side, Lana looked at the sleeping Arcann. Arm folded beneath the pillow, his perfectly chiseled body was facing her, while the blanket that was pulled down to his hips, barely covered his nakedness. She was still amazed by his performance, and Lana wanted nothing more than to touch him again. Then her eyes landed on his left shoulder stump. I'm sure we'll find a way to put the new arm into use once he gets one, she thought with a wicked grin.

She was about to get up and head for the shower when she heard his voice.

"Where are you going?" He asked as he opened his eyes.

"To take a shower." She replied.

"Without me?" He asked with a grin.

From his face, her eyes landed on the bulging cover that barely concealed his excitement.

"Does anyone else have this effect on you or is it just me?" She asked with a mischievous smile.

"Only you Lana." He said with a wink. Quickly, he jumped up and tried to grab her, but she was faster and with a burst of laughter she rushed toward the refresher.

"You are fast." He said as he caught up to her. "But not fast enough." He added as he stepped inside the white-walled shower.

An hour later they were in the kitchen eating breakfast. While Senya and Arcann sat at the table, Lana was leaning against the counter eating from her plate. Senya quietly observed them. Her son seemed ravenous like he hadn't eaten in a week, while Lana was shuffling from one leg to another looking uncomfortable.

"Lana." Senya asked looking at her. "Are you not going to sit down?"

Shaking her head, she said.

"I'd rather stand."

Senya wanted to say something about last night, but she didn't want to embarrass them. Then she thought about telling them what happened in the backyard, but in the last second, she changed her mind. Her peculiar story might have sounded weird, maybe even laughable. She didn't want them to think that she had lost her mind.

Up in Vowrawn's penthouse, Sidonie was enjoying the wonderful view of the city, when Vowrawn walked onto the balcony and approached her.

Wrapping his arms around her stomach, he planted a kiss on her shoulder, and then he asked.

"Did you sleep well?"

"You know I did." She replied with a smile. Then she asked. "Did you?"

"Hmmm, never better." He replied as he lightly squeezed her body.

Taking a deep breath, she said.

"I wish we could just stay here forever."

"We can." He replied as he turned her around. Seeing her saddened expression, he asked.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been running for so many years that I cannot remember what it feels like to have a home."

Lifting her chin up, he looked into her eyes and said.

"You don't have to run anymore Sidonie."

"Do you promise?" She asked, searching his eyes.

"I promise you." He replied and then he embraced her. While he held her in his arms, he looked toward the darkening horizon that promised nothing but the coming storm.

"What is this made out of?" Marr asked looking at the doctor.

"After a thorough analysis, I came to the conclusion that this substance consists of three different kinds of ingredients." Doctor Vecron replied. Walking around the table, he approached the computer and as he stood in front of the glowing monitor he said.

"Two of the ingredients can be found in several planets within the galaxy." Pointing to the first one that looked like a flower, he said.

"This plant is called Llion and is a rare find."

"What does it do?" Malgus asked staring at the monitor.

"It a natural narcotic." The doctor replied. "It would put anyone to sleep immediately."

"What about the other one?" Malgus asked. "What is it?"

"This one." The doctor said pointing to the small worm looking animal. "It's a sea dweller. This animal's liver is quite poisonous. It can cause the senses to dull. You can lose your sense of taste, touch, and smell, or even in some cases, can cause temporary blindness. However, this alone would not cause a Force user to lose his or her abilities."

"Then what causes it?" Malgus asked with slight impatience.

Turning to face them, the doctor said.

"The third ingredient is some type of rock. I believe it's an asteroid of sorts."

"An asteroid?" Marr asked with disbelief.

"Indeed." Doctor Vecron replied. "I think a mixture of this rock and the other two makes this concoction.

Folding his arms in front of his chest Marr asked. "Where can we find this rock doctor?"

"That I cannot tell you." The doctor replied. "At least not at the moment. I need more time to analyze it."

"Do that doctor." Malgus said. "And report to us as soon as you find out."

"Of course, my Lords." Doctor Vecron replied bowing his head. Turning to Malgus, he asked. "How is your lovely wife doing?"

"She is doing fine." Malgus said.

"That's good to hear." The doctor replied with a friendly smile. Then he added. "If you don't mind I would like to get back to my work."

After leaving the hospital, Marr turned to Malgus and asked.

"Tell me Lord Malgus, did your lovely wife kick your ass as well when you showed up at home looking like this?"

With a sly grin, Malgus replied. "She wanted to."

Smiling behind his mask, Marr asked. "Have your powers returned yet?"

"This morning." Malgus replied.

"This drug is very dangerous, but also fascinating." Marr said as they reached his vehicle. "I wonder how the Revanites got their hands on it in the first place."

"You could ask them, but I believe that besides Lord Darkspanner and her pet Chagrian, no one knew about how it all started." Malgus replied looking at Marr.

"She is gone, but he is still here, right?" Marr asked with a wicked smile.

"What's on your mind?" Malgus inquired.

Opening the vehicle door, Marr replied. "Let's pay him a visit and see what he can tell us."

"Good idea." Malgus replied getting in beside Marr.

While Vowrawn and Arcann talked about Vaylin's upcoming visit and other things in the council's chamber, Lana slipped away and headed toward Malgus's father estate. She couldn't wait to tell Satele about last night. With a beaming smile, she knocked on the door and waited to be let in.

After one of the servants let her in, she found Satele in the kitchen with Malgus's father and also Gilina.

"Lana." Lord Kasdar exclaimed. "What a great surprise. What brought you here?"

With a sheepish smile, Lana looked at Satele, and then she said.

"I came to see Satele."

"Of course." He replied and then he said. "I'll leave you girls alone." Saying that he got up and walked out of the kitchen.

Frowning, Satele looked at Lana with a suspicious look, and then she asked.

"What is going on?"

Turning to Gilina, Lana asked. "Can you keep a secret?"

Nodding her head, Gilina smiled and then gestured for Lana to sit with them.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to sit down, at least not for a while." Lana replied.

"What is going on, Lana?" Satele asked puzzled.

"I had sex with Arcann." Lana blurted out.

Satele's eyes grew wide in astonishment and then she asked. "When?"

"Last night….all night." Lana replied with a guilt-ridden face.

"All night?" Satele asked measuring up her friend. "I can just imagine what you two were doing." She added with a sly smile.

"Well...it was all fun until this morning." Lana replied fidgeting from one foot to the other.

"What do you mean?" Satele asked worriedly and then she stood up and approached Lana.

"Let say, I've got a new fetish if you know what I mean." Lana replied with a wink.

With a doubtful expression, Satele said. "I think I'd rather not want to know."

But when she turned around to look at Gilina, there was a huge grin on the Twi'lek's face causing Satele to laugh.

"For real?" She asked looking at Gilina. Then she added. "I guess I'm the only "normal" person here."

"We all know that." Lana replied gently elbowing Satele on the arm. Then she said. "I can't stay long, I have to pick him up soon."

"Where is he?" Satele inquired.

"With Vowrawn." Lana replied walking to the fridge. "Do you mind?" She asked as she opened the door.

"Make yourself at home." Satele replied taking a seat at the table. While Lana was searching inside the fridge, Gilina stood up and with an impish grin, she rushed behind her and smacked her across the backside, making Lana cry out with pain.

"You." She said turning around. "I'm going to get you for this."

Nonchalantly shrugging, and with a mischievous smile, Gilina backed away and rushed behind Satele.

"Don't worry." Lana said with a wicked grin. "I'll be nice enough." Saying that she slammed the fridge door and rushed toward Gilina, while she ran around the table silently laughing.

"You are going to make me dizzy." Satele said laughing, watching the two grown women chasing each other around the table. Their fun-filled mid-morning abruptly ended when one of the servants rushed inside with a terrified look on her face.

"My Lady." She said looking at Satele. "Lord Kasdar…" And then she broke down in tears.

Quickly, Satele stood up and approached the servant.

"Tell me what happened?" Satele anxiously asked. "Where is he?"

"He...is...dead." The servant replied choking back tears.

Grabbing her by the arms Satele asked. "Where?"

They found his body beneath the trees lying near one of the cages. Kneeling beside him, Satele placed her hand on his chest trying to find a heartbeat, but there was none. He was gone, she thought looking at his peaceful face. Satele knew he was not in the greatest shape having a few medical conditions, but she would never have thought that any one of them to be fatal. Then the tears started running down her face, thinking about their morning conversation about the baby and the future. He was looking forward to becoming a grandfather. Although the grandchild was not his flesh and blood, Satele knew how much this baby meant to him. Malgus is going to be crushed, she thought, wiping her face.

"Lana please help me." Satele asked as she stood up.

With great sadness, Lana and some of the servants picked up his body and took him inside the house.

On the day of Lord Kasdar's funeral, cold rain was mercilessly pouring down on everyone, as they stood around the burial site. While the Sith who held the ceremony spoke about the deceased, Malgus was focused on the coffin covered with a traditional Sith flag. His mind was somewhere else, somewhere deep within the past. This man who without question took him and his mother in and treated them fairly and respectfully was no more. Malgus knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to be this soon. He wished that his child could have had the chance to get to know his father. However, this was just wishful thinking now. He was gone, one with the Force and Malgus felt a terrible void within his heart, just like the day when his mother passed away.

In silence, Satele watched as the coffin was lowered into the muddy ground. Although their relationship didn't start out well, with time and after finding out about her pregnancy, Lord Kasdar's tone had changed and became a much nicer person. Then her eyes landed on Lana, Arcann, and his mother standing on the other side looking somber. Everyone who had known him came to pay their respects today. When the funeral was over, Vowrawn approached Malgus and shook hands with him. Then Marr did the same as well followed by others.

"I'm going to miss him." Malgus said that night while they cuddled in bed.

Cupping his face into her hands, Satele looked at him and said. "We are all going to miss him."

"Do you think he went peacefully?" He asked.

"I believe so." She replied with a tired smile.

Holding her tight, in a hushed tone, he said.

"You mean the world to me. I would be lost without you."

"Stop it before you make me cry." She said gazing into his eyes.

"It's the truth, Satele." He said in a hushed tone. "You are the only family I have left."

Two weeks later, Vaylin's personal shuttle accompanied by dozens of Zakuulan ships arrived at Dromund Kaas. Arcann, Marr, with soldiers of Kaas city greeted them at the spaceport.

"Welcome my dear sister." Arcann said embracing Vaylin.

"I see you got your arm back." Vaylin said measuring up her brother.

"Yes, I did." Arcann replied. Then a sudden look of confusion showed on his face when he saw the Jedi walking out of the ship.

"I'll explain it to you later." Vaylin said sensing her brother's uneasiness. Then she whispered to him. "Tell me brother, do you want me to kill them all?"

In a firm tone, Arcann replied. "No."

Then he respectfully nodded his head toward Ven Zallow.

"Lord Marr." Arcann said introducing Vaylin to Marr. "Meet my sister, Vaylin.

"Pleasure to meet you in person." Marr said shaking hands with her. Then his attention traveled to Zallow and he asked. "Bodyguard?"

"My partner." She replied with a stern expression. She hated that these people thought she was some kind of damsel that needed to be saved. However, her brother told her to be polite and that is what she had to do, either she liked it or not.

Zallow was not looking forward to being on the planet that once belonged to the Sith Emperor. However, this was under unique circumstances and he had no choice but to accept it.

"Ven Zallow." Zallow said as he shook hands with Marr.

"The Jedi Master?" Marr asked with slight confusion.

"Yes." He replied with a solemn face. "I was once a Jedi Master, a long time ago."

Marr's face instantly lit up beneath the mask. He couldn't believe their luck. Another friend of Satele, he thought with enthusiasm, and the one Vowrawn was looking for. Then his good mood quickly turned sour thinking about Malgus. He hoped there wasn't going to be another fistfight or worse.

"Welcome to Dromund Kaas." Marr said gesturing them to follow him.

While they headed toward the city, Marr said.

"You must be tired. I think you should rest so you will be fresh for tomorrow's meeting in the Dark council's palace. Your crew can stay in sector eight, where we have plenty of space to spare."

"And where am I going to stay?" Vaylin asked looking at his brother and then Marr.

"The best place for you will be to stay at Lord Malgus's estate." Arcann replied. "You'll be comfortable there." He wished to stay close to his sister, but to invite her to Lana's place would have been a disaster. He trusted Malgus and was sure, Vaylin and Zallow will be in great hands.

"I prefer to stay with you, Arcann." Vaylin said with a frown.

"I'll come and see you tomorrow." He said gazing into her eyes. Gently squeezing her arms he added. "And then we can talk." He didn't want her to make a scene over where everyone was staying. Between the two of them, he was still in control and she had to obey him, whether she wanted to or not.

"As you wish Arcann." Vaylin said.

At Malgus's estate, Satele was helping with the final touches in the guest room. She had never met Arcann's sister before, but she had heard many things about her from Lana. Despite what she had heard about Vaylin, Satele was looking forward to meeting her.

"Looks perfect." She said to the servant as she flattened out the last wrinkle from the sheets.

"She is going to love it here." The servant said with a smile looking at Satele.

"Let's hope so." Satele replied.

Then the sound of the doorbell echoed through the mansion. Closing the bedchamber's door, Satele and the servant headed downstairs to greet everyone.

As she walked down the stairs, she noticed Malgus was already at the door talking to Marr and Arcann. Then her eyes landed on a slender woman with long dark hair braided at the back of her head, who wore a similar style outfit like Arcann, except hers was black instead of white. And then she abruptly stopped and clutched the railing with great force. The man standing behind Arcann was none other than Master Ven Zallow. First, she thought she was mistaken, but as he looked up and as his eyes met hers, in that second she knew it was him. To her surprise, he hadn't aged at all. She wondered what had happened to him.

He didn't say anything, but the look on his face betrayed his feelings. There was a mixture of confusion and amazement written on his face. The last time they had seen each other was the day before Satele decided to join forces with Lana to rescue Malgus.

An instant shame, anger, and frustration enveloped Satele. This was the last place she thought she would see him again. She had no idea what would happen when Malgus finds out who Zallow was. He wasn't a simple soldier like Jace, who Malgus had a quick brawl over, who is the better man. This was a Jedi Master who captured and tortured Malgus. This was not a game and could have turned ugly very quickly. Thankfully she never told Malgus who tortured him. As much as Satele hated keeping secrets from her husband, this time she had no choice but to do that.

Then she heard Ven Zallow.

"It's nice to see you again...Satele Shan."

"Master Zallow." Satele said stepping closer. "How fortunate that we meet again."

"I agree." He replied measuring her up. Despite the very obvious fact that she was pregnant, she looked exactly the way he remembered her, so did the Sith he had tortured so long ago. This was an unexpected surprise, but Zallow was no fool. He planned to stay quiet and hoped to catch a moment to talk with Satele in private. Then he added. "Fortunate indeed."

"You two know each other?" Malgus asked looking from Zallow to Satele.

"Of course." She said gazing into Malgus's eyes. "He was a well respected Jedi Master on Coruscant."

"I see." Malgus said with a sour expression. He wasn't expecting to put up two people, but he didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone about his displeasure.

"Are you with child?" Vaylin asked with excitement gazing at Satele's small, rounded belly.

"Yes." Satele replied. And then she added. "Four months."

"How wonderful." Vaylin chimed. "May I touch it?" She asked.

"Oh...sure." Satele replied.

While the women talked, Marr turned to Malgus and said.

"Tomorrow morning, bring them to the council." Then he looked at Arcann and said. "We better go, it's getting late."

After Marr and Arcann left, and everyone had settled in for the night, in the privacy of their bedchamber Malgus turned to Satele and asked.

"You said you knew him from the Jedi council?"

"Yes." She replied.

"He had to be a padawan and not a Jedi Master." Malgus said thinking about how many years had passed since then.

"Not a padawan but a Master." Satele replied. Then she added. "He looks the same as I remember him. I believe he endured the same fate as we did."

"Do you think someone captured him and put him in cryostasis?" Malgus asked with disbelief.

"Most likely yes, but I'll find out once I have a chance to speak with him." Satele replied trying to hide her nervousness. She was certain Ven Zallow recognized Malgus, but she was also thankful that he was smart enough not to say anything. Satele was glad they were staying only for a short time. Then a small, evil smile appeared on her face thinking about Master Zallow being with a woman like Vaylin. She couldn't wait to find out everything about them.

On Zakuul in his cell, Adraas was smiling to himself. In a few hours, if he remembered correctly, he was going to be freed. He knew the Chancellor was not letting him rot in this prison cell. Vaylin was gone and this was his chance to get out of here. Just as he predicted, an hour later, his cell door opened and one of the guards walked in.

"Lord Adraas." He said standing in front of Adraas. "I have been instructed to move you to a different location."

With a tired smile, Adraas said.

"It's time then."

A few hours later, after a nice, relaxing shower, Adraas got dressed and waited in the room provided by the Chancellor. Besides some fresh clothes and plenty of credits, he also got his weapon back and a special glove that made his right hand whole again. A few minutes went by when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." He said as he flexed his hand in front of his face.

Stepping inside, the Chancellor closed the door behind him and said.

"I hope you like your accommodation."

"I'm pleased." Adraas replied.

"I'm glad to hear that." The Chancellor replied. Immediately, Adraas picked up pitiful anxious feelings coming from him. He hated weakness and this man was the perfect example of the weak-minded.

With a slight tremble in his voice, he said. "You can't stay here too long. They are already looking for you. I risked everything to get you out, so please do not let me down."

Standing up, Adraas approached the Chancellor and said.

"I'm forever in your debt."

"No need to thank me yet." The Chancellor replied looking at Adraas.

With a sudden move, Adraas grabbed hold of the surprised man, and as he started to squeeze the life out of him, he whispered into his ear.

"I have had enough of being grateful and serving others."

While his throat was slowly crushed, with terrified eyes the Chancellor listened to his words.

"Never trust a Sith. They will always betray you."

A few seconds later, he dropped the lifeless body to the floor. Stepping over the corpse, Adraas picked up the bag, and then he left the room and headed toward the ship that was already prepared for him.

To be continued...