Never Hide Your Heart
Red roses and temptation
Location: Naboo
Objective: Visit Hospital
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In the months following her twin's rescue, Katarine had come to realize just how much time she used to spend with Connel. She hadn't noticed it before, the quiet routines, the banter, the way his presence seemed to anchor her, but now, in his absence, the silence felt heavier.
After the mission, they had taken Daxium to Naboo General Hospital—the same place that had helped Katarine recover from the centuries-long stasis that had left her with severe hibernation sickness. She'd thanked Connel repeatedly for helping her save her brother, though Dax hadn't managed a single word of gratitude. That, of course, was something she intended to fix today.
Katarine had rented a modest room in Theed so she could stay close, helping Dax learn to walk again and making sure the nurses survived his foul temper. Connel, meanwhile, had returned to the Hidden Path. The distance between them was... noticeable. Whatever existed between them wasn't like her fleeting infatuations of the past. It wasn't a fire that burned, it was a steady warmth, a quiet presence she missed when it was gone. She wasn't sure what to make of that, but she hardly had time to ponder it. Daxium, even half-dead and half-blind, was still a full-time job.
The hospital room door hissed open as she stepped inside. Daxium was sitting upright, looking as irritable as ever. His yellow-tinged eyes found her immediately. The doctors said his vision was nearly restored, and his muscle strength was coming back faster than expected.
She smiled. He didn't return it. Instead, his gaze flicked past her, scanning the doorway.
"What, your boyfriend's not going to visit my sickbed?"
Katarine rolled her eyes and took the guest chair. "Why should he? It's not like you've been grateful to him."
He growled, more at her refusal to deny the "boyfriend" part than the accusation itself, but she ignored it.
"As a matter of fact," she continued, "Connel is supposed to visit Naboo when he gets the chance. And when he does, it wouldn't kill you to at least pretend to say thank you. Without him, we might not have made it out of there."