Princess Scorned
After a cup of tea and a bout of meditation, Cora was feeling more like herself. Time helped, too. As did the debrief with Master Noble. The Padawan couldn't untangle everything in the space of a few hours, but at least the she was less frazzled.
"Huh?"
Cora paused before taking a fresh sip of her second tea, staring dumbly at Valery with an open mouth. Did The Sword of the Jedi just offer to take her on as a Padawan?
"I…" Her throat was suddenly parched. Master Noble's other words began to fill in, complements meant to uplift her after a struggling performance. She thinks that I have that sort of potential?
"Yes! Yes, of course!" Cora blurted out with the most exuberant serious face she'd ever worn. Both hands gripped the mug of tea tightly, and a bit of amber liquid splashed onto her sleeve when she'd lurched forward suddenly.
Frozen in place for a few moments while her head tried to wrap around Valery's offer, Cora struggle to contain her apprehension and joy. As pleased as she was that the Jedi Master had seen something in her and thought her worthy of guidance, she immediately wondered if she'd be able to live up to expectations. "Ah," She'd been standing on her tiptoes, and now Cora shifted back down.
"Excuse me." Clearing her throat, Cora continued with a much more refined manner. "It would truly be an honor to be your Padawan Learner, Master Noble. I will do my utmost to meet your expectations." Ever courtly, she bowed with a deep bend at the waist.
Still, Cora couldn't allow herself to smother the tingles of joy that danced in her chest and stomach. She genuinely liked Valery, and was estatic at the thought of being able to spend more time with her and learn from one of the galaxy's foremost Jedi.
Valery Noble
"Huh?"
Cora paused before taking a fresh sip of her second tea, staring dumbly at Valery with an open mouth. Did The Sword of the Jedi just offer to take her on as a Padawan?
"I…" Her throat was suddenly parched. Master Noble's other words began to fill in, complements meant to uplift her after a struggling performance. She thinks that I have that sort of potential?
"Yes! Yes, of course!" Cora blurted out with the most exuberant serious face she'd ever worn. Both hands gripped the mug of tea tightly, and a bit of amber liquid splashed onto her sleeve when she'd lurched forward suddenly.
Frozen in place for a few moments while her head tried to wrap around Valery's offer, Cora struggle to contain her apprehension and joy. As pleased as she was that the Jedi Master had seen something in her and thought her worthy of guidance, she immediately wondered if she'd be able to live up to expectations. "Ah," She'd been standing on her tiptoes, and now Cora shifted back down.
"Excuse me." Clearing her throat, Cora continued with a much more refined manner. "It would truly be an honor to be your Padawan Learner, Master Noble. I will do my utmost to meet your expectations." Ever courtly, she bowed with a deep bend at the waist.
Still, Cora couldn't allow herself to smother the tingles of joy that danced in her chest and stomach. She genuinely liked Valery, and was estatic at the thought of being able to spend more time with her and learn from one of the galaxy's foremost Jedi.
Valery Noble