Private To Thine Own Self Be True

[Madrona A’Mia]

Korriban
The Palace of Vardin

Curiosity was undoubtedly the thing which most commonly drove A'Mia Madrona to pursue almost any course of action she took. Duty was certainly something which could motivate her, but only if called upon by a very select few. It was the former which brought her to her Lord's obsidian palace in search of Revna sometime soon after the Kor'ethyr winter dance, but the latter did play a part as well. The Neti was one of a select few who had been granted the opportunity to spend long hours in the company of Darth Caedes . More unusual still, she'd had unprecedented access to his mind a few times and therefore insights into the complex weave which made up the King of Korriban. Though she'd been a playful accomplice at the Kor'ethyr Dance where many weeks of careful circling between Revna and Caedes crescendoed into a happy union for the two, A'Mia thought it wise to follow up.

She drifted up stairs, through grand halls, 'neath otherworldly architecture and sought the new Lady of the castle. To the best of her knowledge nothing had been formalized yet but if instinct was correct and Elmindra Xitaar 's teachings were paying off, A'Mia suspected that might soon change. Not only did she pursue a meeting with the fiery young woman in order to sate her curiosity but in truth she was already unusually fond of her after the conversation and dance they shared. Upon asking an attendant about the woman's whereabouts, A'Mia made a direct course to the King's own reading room.

A gentle rap of knuckles on the door-frame, large blue-green eyes and placid smile upon her face, A'Mia announced her entry to the space quietly. She peered around and soon found what she sought. The room was modest perhaps when measured against other grand libraries or collections of data, but this place was resplendent with knowledge and furnished to be comfortable for long stretches of time. The Neti curtsied in her simple green and purple Kor'ethyr robes.

"Well met, Revna."

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[Revna]

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It had been a few days since the events of the Academy winter dance, and today Revna found herself lounged within the Sith King’s private library, her black Zeyd-cloth robes keeping her warm and cozy as she once again found herself seeking more knowledge to add to her expanding understanding. Libraries were a favored place for the Sith woman to spend her time when she wasn't training; there was always something more to learn and discover and reflect upon, and of course she didn’t hesitate to come to this place when it was offered to her to peruse at her leisure.

Revna had been in a handful of grand libraries in her time as a Sith acolyte and then apprentice: she’d been inside her Master’s library within the Formos Cathedral where she had spent much of her time learning and trying to understand new found powers and abilities, what it meant to be a Sith - who the Sith even were. She had also been granted special privilege, by way of station and birth, to the royal archives on Alvaria when it was discovered that she was a Marr. She had found herself within the libraries of two great Sith Academies - one on Jutrand and the one within Kor’ethyr.

She had even been granted access to one of the greatest libraries in the galaxy - that which belonged to Darth Carnifex, a privilege that was granted to very few - and though it was the library of her enemy, she had not passed up on such an opportunity. It had also become one of the few places where she could go to spend some time with a woman who meant a great deal to her - Lady Talon.

But this library, though perhaps not as grand as many of the others she’d visited, was far more precious and special than any of the others to her now. This place carried the presence of home, and reminded her of the library in the Cathedral she spent so much of her time in with her High Priest. And of course, the knowledge that was contained within was now hers to seek after whenever she wished.

But all that was held within the library was not entirely what drew her in these last few days - it was the solitude and silence that allowed her to think, to reflect, and to replay those sweet memories of the dance she shared with Darth Caedes over and over again; of the words spoken between them - the revelations made, secrets revealed between the two of them - their kiss they shared, her first one ever.

...Of the offer he had made to her, one that she had accepted - but one that had yet to be formally recognized. It was still their little secret.

All of these things, and more, filled her thoughts as she spent time in his library. Once again, she had been faced with a choice - to leap into the unknown and let the Force carry her forward, and she had chosen to do so. Now many new things loomed within her mind, things she had never imagined she would entertain or think about.

...Like the fact that she had another man in her life to look to for personal things; a man with whom she could share more hidden desires and secrets of her heart. A man with whom she could confide in, in a way she never could have with her High Priest. Someone who could help her navigate the complex emotions and feelings that she still didn’t quite understand herself.

She never thought or imagined herself willingly offering loyalty to someone else besides Darth Strosius - and yet here she was. But she recognized that the loyalty she had given to her Master, and the loyalty she now gave to Darth Caedes - were very different. With Strosius, it had been a loyalty that a servant might give to their Lord…but with Caedes it was a loyalty one gave to their chosen partner.

Revna had no real example, except maybe the Imperial couple, to look upon to help her understand or navigate this new pathway laid out before her. She felt things swirling in her heart, her mind and soul that she didn’t understand but that ignited a fire that drew her to him, to Caedes.

It was a mystery for her - but she loved mysteries. She loved the journey that came with unraveling such things and she was very much excited, and a little nervous, about the journey ahead of her. At least, she wouldn’t have to traverse that journey alone.

The little woman was pondering all of these things when a soft knock upon the doorway of the library announced the presence of another person there with her. At first, Revna thought it might be Caedes, come to see her perhaps - but that was quickly proven not to be the case when ember eyes lifted and locked onto the blue-green gaze of Korriban’s Lord Seer, A’Mia - who had slipped quietly into the chamber as if in search of something. Or perhaps someone.

A serene smile greeted Revna as the Sith Shadow offered a curtsy that made Revna tilt her head to one side. No one had ever done that around her before, and she wasn’t sure how to react to it.

"Well met, Revna." A’Mia said, and after a brief moment of hesitation, Revna set the datapad that had been sitting in her lap aside as she straightened herself a bit more to give the Shadow her attention as curiosity began to gnaw away at her. Briefly, memories of the dance she had shared with the Lord Seer passed through her mind, and a tremor of joy rippled through her; it had been the start of perhaps the best evening of her life. And, truth be told, the little Disciple had rather enjoyed the dance with the other woman.

“A’Mia - what a surprise!” the little woman exclaimed softly, a smile gracing her pale face, before a curious frown creased her brow. “What brings you here?”

 

[Madrona A’Mia]

Strange and powerful eyes alighted on Revna properly, curiosity met by curiosity. The neti remained standing out of respect or formality, perhaps even out of uncertainty about the other woman's boundaries. Regardless, she still appeared perfectly at ease towering slightly over her seated companion at nearly seven feet tall.

"I hoped to see how you were fairing, and to compliment that you have a knack for dancing. Have you been formally trained?"

It wasn't so much that the woman was guileless, but she certainly had to work at being politic. If left to her own devices, conversation could look more like interrogation but A'Mia was trying out all her best social skills that day.

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[Revna]

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Seeing A’Mia once again in such a close space reminded Revna of just how tall the Neti was. Of course, Revna was accustomed to being around taller beings than she was but something about the Shadow looming over her made her eye the other woman with a hint of wariness for a moment. Revna didn’t know A’Mia all too well, but she hoped to change that - especially now that it looked like she would be staying on Korriban more long term. There were others that surrounded the King that she would need to get to know in due time, but A’Mia was here so she figured now was a good chance to build a bridge to the Lord Seer.

And it appeared that A’Mia wanted to do the same, as she offered up why she had found her way into the King’s personal library. "I hoped to see how you were fairing, and to compliment that you have a knack for dancing. Have you been formally trained?"

Revna half-smiled as amusement shined in her eyes. “Oh! Well - please, have a seat if you’d like. I rather like it when others sit with me for conversations or chats…” the little, raven-haired woman said to A’Mia as she gathered her thoughts enough to provide answers and hold a conversation.

“I am fairing rather well, I think. Still a little bit...sore from all the exertion.” Revna replied after a moment. “But certainly better than I have been in a long time. As for the dancing, thank you for the compliment. No, I haven’t been formally trained - well, unless you consider being taught how to dance by the Sith Empress as ‘formal’ training.” There was a spark in the young woman’s eyes for a moment as she recalled that first dance a few years prior.

“I attended a Life Day Gala with Lord Strosius, not long after He brought me on as His acolyte. And no He didn't dance; He stood in a corner and brooded, sadly. The Emperor and Empress arrived, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. I was so fascinated by them, the…uniqueness of their relationship. He, a corpse…her, a near goddess. Well…they noticed me watching, and the Empress extended an invitation to me to dance with her…if I dared.”

Revna’s smile turned into a playful smirk. “Well, I dared to. I didn’t know how to dance, and I asked her to teach me how, then and there, and she did. My Master wasn't too thrilled about me dancing with 'the enemy'. I got an earful on the way back to Formos after we departed.” She said with a hearty chuckle as she recalled the memory. “I tried to remember what all she taught me when you and I danced together the other night. It had been a few years so I was a bit rusty. You are an excellent dancer yourself, A’Mia. You certainly seemed like you were trained - maybe I should have you teach me a bit more!” ​