Lost among her own thoughts, his voice startled her. Barely restraining a terse gasp, Larkin's eyes skipped between the man and the drink in his outstretched hand. A heartbeat longer and her nerves were back under control, delicately taking the glass. "Thank you." She said, adding a polite nod...
Quietly observing from the solitude of a corner booth, Larkin recorded her thoughts in a small leather bound journal. Here in this rustic bastion from the unforgiving heat, life thrived with a raw vitality the likes of which she had never quite seen before. Surrounded by people and creatures of...
The grand hall had been exquisitely appointed, the guest list a veritable who's who of the galaxy's upper crust. The dulcet sounds of the Coruscanti Philharmonic Orchestra put a cordial veneer on the evening's festivities, but if there was anything a lifetime of noble upbringing had taught her...