It is the fifth year since the turn-of-the-tenth-century. In this time a renaissance has taken place in the Outer Rim Territories as one Sith Master wrought a conspiracy upon the Imperial remnants surrounding the Tion Hegemony. Now another traverses the shores of Parrlay enamoured with her predecessors accumulation of knowledge, wealth and a plan that now adapts to a new architect's design. What started in the advent years between the One Sith and the Second Great Hyperspace Wars gave rise to a series of incidents and crises out there in the darkest reaches of this known galaxy; and now on these crystalline, clean shores of a minor yet politically important city found on Naboo those certain paradigms are set to take a new shape surrounding an affair with one of House Veruna's most affluent aristocrats who may know a thing or two about a man who is a son, brother and above all else a ruling king . . .
. . . It always starts with a letter.
TO THESSALY VERUNA, For the last three years my hedge-fund has been in a quiet relationship with your brother. I am more than willing to tell you about this if we were to ever meet in the city of Parrlay should you decide to extend an invitation to me. I am told that it is colder at this time of year compared to the other seasons but I somehow doubt that is colder than Mahporeem. It would be worth the trip I think. I should tell you who I am now shouldn't I? My name was Elisa Santhe. I am former industrialist from the Santhe Corporation. As of late I have found myself working for a discreet investment hedge-fund that was previously based in Lianna City before the bombs fell. Vūm has retained an interest in the aristocracy found on Naboo ever since we begun following your brother's (Aurelian Veruna) political career back in 902. I confess that my predecessor did not have a good grasp or handle in the aristocratic scene at the time. I endeavour not to repeat her mistake whence I am writing to you tonight with a request to be taught your ways. I think you would be a great teacher for me. I am eager to learn from you. As of late my firm has been working with the Mahporeem Imperial Remnant. They are a survivor state left-over from the Imperial Confederation whom your brother was quietly approached to organise a quiet relationship before they collapsed after the Thandon Incursions against the Sith Order. I would love to tell you more about this. Could we have dinner together? I would love to learn more about yourself if we were to meet in a few weeks time. The journey from the Outer Rim Territories and into the Mid-systems are long and fraught. But we have our ways in and out. I can show you if you like? I would like to end this letter with a confession. Although we have not met each other yet I am quietly happy to learn of your husband's passing. I hope that when we meet this admission does not offend you. Where I come from (Lianna) we Liann know what we like and what we don't. So I am glad there is nobody to get in our way. I am looking forward to the day I can learn a thing or two from you. These are exciting times, Thessaly. There are so many things to do. My organisation knows how to find and churn an opportunity. Will you be mine? From your quiet observer, RUE x |
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