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"Rest assured, when darkness falls, the Dawn always comes."
--- Reine Corlis ---
Negotiator.
Industrialist.
Socialite.
Hidden Traitor to the Empire.
Sworn Ally of Crimson Dawn.
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// It's been a rough few weeks, so I will allow more than one word, if you like.
Ya know, for fun. ✨️
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Not to worry.
We installed a café at the Dawn Citadel for just such an occassion.
Caf. Caf is needed.
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¡ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑 !
⸻ he is 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒖'𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒓
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And then she acts on that thought. Her hand lowers, and barely, Barely grazes his, knuckle to knuckle.
She doesn't grasp. She only invites.
He has the control over acceptance, or retreat.
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"Can you trust the liar I have become?"
Her voice softens, and becomes another invitation to be just as vulnerable.
"... can you be the one being in the galaxy who understands what I'm trying to build for all of us... who stands with me, against all?"
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This confession comes with a softer tone in her voice, as if she must grapple with this truth.
"Out there, I Must lie... if only to remain alive long enough to see my designs enacted.
I must smile when I feel sick at the cruelty, and remain composed when in agony."
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"From afar, it will look like I am the perfect Imperial subject... but you must Never doubt my convictions. No matter who I'm seen with, what I say publicly, no matter who appears to command me...
Everything I do is for our shared goal."
A choice in her mind, debated.
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Her composure remaining, even as she lets her vulnerability show, she turns her gaze again to meet his firebright stare.
"... I need you to trust me."
A pause, to allow the depth of that request take shape and become real in this breath between them.
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Her eyes, catching that dim light, looks down, her hands folding together and turning one of her silver rings softly.
"What I ask of you is no small thing... but it is necessary."
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For a moment, Reine only stands in that silence when he finally lifts his palms from her, and considers her words.
"The war made us all into different beings..."
Finally... her gaze breaks, to the dust-tinted window of the shop.
"... it has made me a liar."
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That praise, and knowing that he can see where she's carving a path through the horrors, makes every suffering step worthwhile.
She doesn't break her gaze from him as he speaks, as if committing every word to memory, to learn from it, use it as a means to keep her nerve.
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There's a stillness in the air and a stillness between the two.
Something about her presence calmed him. Something he did not understand.
For so long, closeness had been a weapon.
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The gem has a strange allure, a sort of light that catches and disappears when one looks to closely, green that seems to beat in time with one's heart.
Reine will cherish this token, and keep it safe, as she keeps all their secrets.
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Today was an important day. On the outside, it was just a normal day for everyone that lived in this large Galaxy. However for Maul, this was something special.
He wasn't even sure the brunette even realised that he'd even dug this deep to discover this information given that -
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Leave it to Dryden to go the extra mile and travel the place she can't, find little tokens to offer her a gentle comfort in the present while she works to ensure the future.
Reine smiles.
"I hope you were helping Eve in the kitchens to do all this... thank you."
Dryden opens the door to the dining room, leading @ReineCorlis inside-covering her eyes with his hand.
“Just a bit further” he stopped a few feet from the table before moving his hand. “And open”
Splayed out was a nice setting of various Aldderidian cuisine.
“Happy birthday.”
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These moments of tenderness, away from all other eyes, are ones she dares not mark with words.
Between them, they need none. Only the understanding that this peace, while brief, means more than anything in this galaxy.
The war rages...
But Reine savors Maul's quiet grace.
@ReineCorlis
A single kiss was pressed to her hand. He held it with surprising care, as if it were something precious and fragile.
His lips lingered against her skin for a moment longer than necessary.
"Happy birthday, my dear. . ."
The words came low and warm.
His thumb brushed over her knuckles as he drew back just enough to look at her.
There was something softer in his eyes than he would ever admit aloud
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To say she is surprised is an understatement.
But in the quiet privacy of her quarters, she smiles and places the flowers somewhere they will last a long while.
The bowl, however... it gleams so brightly, it seems freshly carved and polished... hewn from a larger stone?
left on @ReineCorlis’ vanity is a shallow bowl of red agate. it’s intended for her to put jewelry in, but she’s welcome to alter its purpose.
next to it is a small bouquet, with a mixture of red snapdragons and black hollyhock.
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"I mean what I say, Lord Maul."
The response is steady, and certain. After all, she once trained to spend her life and service given to the Senate. She knows how to be as subtle or overt as necessary.
She knows the value of truth, and with him, never falters.
"Always."
For a moment, he said nothing. The words settled deep inside him, in a place he'd spent years trying to bury beneath anger, war, and purpose. His gaze remained on her.
Steady. . .Searching.
"You should be careful with words like that."
His voice was low.
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