Ebb and Flow

Robes | Lightsaber | Turmoil | Concealed Blaster | Nasty-Stabby | Dual Broken Core Daggers
Theed, Naboo - Commercial District
Zeriana was by her hip, seeming more at ease with the continued presence of

It slightly miffed her mother that he had more influence than she did. But it also meant that progress was more than possible and not simply a longshot. Interestingly however, was the murmurs of familiar faces becoming more common within High Republic space.


People she had not spoken to directly for some time now with all that had been surrounding the High Republic.
Feeling shame for not sending well wishes at the very least to their union. The two deserved each other in her eyes. A scoundrel showing the princess the wider galaxy, and the princess showing the scoundrel there was more to life.
A touch surprised the relationship hadn't been whispered into a certain authors ear for inspiration. Or maybe it had and she was simply behind on her reading of late.
Taking a spot at the shaved ice stand and waiting before distraction came in the form of Zeriana tugging at her robe to point at the stand.
"Starlight, we are waiting for a friend. We will get some." Lossa's words were gentle, calm, but firm as the two year old frowned and tugged against her robes again.
The woman behind the stand already preparing a cone with a knowing grin to Lossa.