Jedi Healer
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Silver Rest, Office of the Grandmaster
Kashyyyk
Kashyyyk
This day, Valae chosen not to sit behind her desk, but rather in a small armchair by the window. The walls of her office seemed far away, she felt small. Standing, she pulled her woolen robes around her tightly and paced. The afternoon light of Kashyyyk spilled in through the curtains and onto the wooden floor where her anxious feet crossed back and forth.
There was quite a lot on the Grandmaster’s mind.
Her thoughts were a storm at the moment as she struggled to piece together words. There was no easy way to say it, this she had concluded long ago. A small glance towards the clock told her that it was nearly time. Valae’s shoulders dropped slightly, but she hoped that the weight upon them would soon be lifted. However, she was also prepared for that weight to be replaced by a small chip of guilt that she would likely carry for the rest of her days.
Drawing in a breath, she prepared a pot of spiced tea and her hands carefully set the cups and saucers onto the side table. Next, she narrowed her eyes as she concentrated enough to cut two perfect slices of cake. It was a special recipe, one that was near and dear.
Crème slice – a dessert she’d first enjoyed on Klatooine.
Sinking to the edge of a chair, she felt the inkling of a smile on her lips at the memory. It was a complicated mix of happiness and sadness, something she couldn’t find words to adequately describe. Arisa Yune – she had been the one to introduce Valae to this decadent cake, but it was much more than just a lovely baked good. It was a token of friendship.
It seemed fitting that she share it with [member="Jyoti Nooran"] today.