An armored man approached her and she instinctively stepped away, her eyebrows furrowing together. "Excuse me. I don't remember asking for a personal guard." She spoke sharply, waving her hand for him to go away.
"I've had warmer welcomes from thugs." The man scoffed. His voice sounded familiar to her.
"Obi-Wan?" She lowered her voice, leaning in so their conversation couldn't be picked up. "What are you doing here? And what are you doing in that armor?"
Obi-Wan maintained a stiff stance, acting like he was guarding the Duchess. "I'm here to protect you, Satine. There's been rumors of assassins planning to attack and we weren't taking any chances." He explained.
Satine smiled a bit. "And they sent you to do the job." She folded her hands down. "You offered to do it just so you could see me again, didn't you?"
Obi-Wan shrugged, a smile of his own hidden behind the helmet he was wearing. "Perhaps. You are lots of fun to be around." He replied jokingly.
"Oh, stop." She chuckled, playfully nudging his shoulder. "I'm glad I'll have some company, then. This party isn't exactly exciting." She said with a sigh.
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RandomThe sequel to "We're Family" Basically a Star Wars shitpost book! I don't own anything unless it's my own words or me ranting about stuff. Other than that, I find everything on Pinterest.
