L O S T
She could sense his discomfort at the thought of returning to the Republic, but he understood the need to do as she had bid, to find a way into the Republic without rousing suspicion. He was a politician; they changed their minds frequently depending on what was best for their policies, for the planet they represented. He would deal with this, or he would pay the price for failing her. “A good call” she said when he spoke of switching over the workforce now that they had an empty mine. “See to the changeover, Apprentice, we are not done here.” There was much and more she had to teach this one, but she supposed that he had in truth learnt the most important lesson already – or so he made it seem: to follow her word, her will, without question, that was his place until she permitted him the strength to do otherwise. He needed her, not the other way around. His status as a senator was merely a convenience to her.
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