Just another face.
Imperial Palace, Bastion
Grand Admiral Davin, adorned in his usual pristine white uniform, made his way throughout the palace. His training was nearing his completion, a grey hilt of an Imperial saber hanging upon his hip. Granted, he was the Executor of the Combined Imperim fleets, but like every other Force sensitive, he had to go through intense training as well. However, he'd been summoned to the Imperator's personal quarters for something important. Davin never really knew what went on in the Imperator's head, but it was usually political and military affairs talks when he was summoned. Only time would tell if this was what he'd really been called for.
