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𝕮𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗘𝗡 ━━ 𝙏𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙇𝙔
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━━ 𝘊𝘙𝘠𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝟸𝟹 𝙱𝙱𝚈
Selyn's lightsaber cuts through the air in a high arc, sending sparks flying as it crashes against Anakin's, golden against blue. Fire and water, sun and moon.
He shifts his stance, calculating eyes roaming over her body, trying to anticipate her next move. She strikes again and he parries with ease. He can see frustration building up within her, and he is delighted by the anger in her eyes as she looks at him.
They circle each other, staring into each other's eyes so intensely as if they are trying to catch a glimpse into their opponent's head. Anakin notices that the only time Selyn doesn't avert his gaze is during their training fights. Even more, the intensity with which she looks at him threatens to burn the first layers of his skin.
When they step unto the palace's roof each evening, she transforms into someone else. Someone who will do anything to win, entirely unleashed and not one bit the well-composed façade she presents to the council.
But tonight, Anakin doesn't grant her the satisfaction of winning. And so Selyn is still slightly disgruntled as they sit down on the low wall surrounding the wide roof afterwards, sharing a bottle of water between them.
