Voice of Naboo
MANDALORIAN FORTRESS, ROON
Sibylla inclined her head toward Warden Vizsla with a warm and respectful expression.
"Then I am honored to have you as my counterpart, Warden Vizsla," she said in a sincere tone. "My line will remain open to you for any matter or concern you wish to discuss. And when time permits, I hope you'll come to Naboo as my guest. We can speak more freely there and begin shaping how we move forward together."
Turning toward Aether, Sibylla's gaze softened as she offered a small, approving nod.
"And as always, Mand'alor, I'll keep you informed of my reports and any developments as they arise," she said in a calm, assured manner. "You have my word that our channel will remain clear."
The conversation shifted, and when Aurelian mentioned training, her brows rose slightly in surprise. It was rare for him to ask for help so plainly, and rarer still to admit what he needed to learn. The thought drew a faint, approving smile to her lips.
"I've intended to request the same for some time with you, Mand'alor... you or @Acier Moonblood," Sibylla admitted after a pause. "But between the campaign, Kalantha's kidnapping, and Atrisia, it fell aside. Recent events have made it painfully clear that I cannot always depend on my guards or my handmaidens to be near when danger finds me. I want to be able to defend myself and others if I must."
A more thoughtful, reflective tone bloomed as she glanced between Aurelian, Renn, and finally Aether.
"I've learned a few things from my father and brother, and some lessons from the elders during my travels, but I know it isn't enough. What you offer is discipline and perspective unlike any other. Every tool I gain is another chance to survive what comes next..."