Eternal Father
The night had softened to a quiet murmur after the tumult of the late evening, the house staff all retiring except for a few essential servants. Pale moonlight drifted across the master bedroom floor, partially illuminating the master bed where Sophia Naberrie slumbered covered only by a thin silken sheet. At the window Darth Carnifex looked over the Varykino grounds in quiet contemplation, His powerful form clad only in a drape of silk from shoulder to hip. Even bereft of His armor and robe, He cut an imposing and intimidating sihlouette.
A low chime at the door, followed by the silent whoosh as it opened. One of the estate maids entered and bowed reverently, but the Dark Lord of the Sith did not turn to face her. Nonetheless, He gestured for her to proceed.
"Supreme Excellency, the Princess Quinn Varanin has arrived and is awaiting your presence."
"See to her every need, I will join her shortly."
The maid bowed again and left, leaving the Dark Lord again only illuminated by the light of Naboo's distant moons. After another moment, He turned and began to dress Himself. Leaving the slumber Sophia with only a gently caress of her cheek, the Dark Lord left the bedchamber.
He joined Quinn in the stateroom, where she had been doted on by the estate's maids and offered whatever drink and snack she desired. At the approach of the Dark Lord, the maids bowed and retreated until they were called for. Amongst all the finery and trappings of Naboo aristocratic decor, the Dark Lord looked woefully out of place. Even still, He projected an aura of authority and confidence, one that overrode any dissonance that might exist between Himself and His surroundings.
"Quinn, it is good to see you again. It has been a long time since we last spoke alone."
