As a battle waged between Darth Prazutis and WolfMortum , Kay was inside of her shop, having just finished her day. The shop was closed. Outside it was cool and crisp, yet there was warmth inside of the shop brought by the flames of the fireplace.
But instead of remaining indoors, Kay chose to stand out on the porch, with tea in hand and observe the night sky. The stars twinkled, their constellations easily seen, and the movements of multiple starships broke the darkness of space.
A flash occured in the area where she happened to look. One might assume that it was an explosion of some kind, but for Kay, time slowed to a crawl. Her tea cup left her fingers, slowly spinning as it fell and shattered on the wooden porch. The sound of it was quiet, for her consciousness was somewhere else.
Veiere and Prazutis. She saw them in their final moments. First came Veiere, the blade cutting into him. He was as accepting of death as her first husband was. But that didn't make it any easier. Their Force Bond was severed, the feeling itself as though a part of her spirit was ripped out of her and she was left exposed. A part of her reached out as if trying to grasp onto what was now leaving her forever, yet she couldn't.
And then there was Prazutis. As the blade exploded he was consumed by Light and the combined souls of those he had slain. And yet...his presence was not snuffed out. His lifeforce was faint, but it was still there....A warning?...
The vision faded....
Kay held onto the porch railing and didn't move. Tears fell freely down her cheeks while she spoke softly. "Goodbye Veiere...my love...Thank you for...everything." Whereas he had no regrets, she certainly did. And although he probably wasn't proud of her, their children were their legacy; one that she had hoped would do well for the Galaxy as they had tried.
Slowly she crouched down and picked up the shattered pieces of her tea cup. Where once her life was perfect as the cup; both were shattered, never to be the same again.
Now she was faced with a terrible task. She had to inform her children...