Ask One Prince, Two Prince...

[Brenna Ylva Eir]

One Prince, Two Prince...
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Brenna Ylva's boots crunched fragrant stalks of grass underfoot as she stepped off the transport ship that had taken them to the plains planet of Rutan. It was a little known, relatively unimportant planet that she had never studied in detail before this mission. Having done her research when she received orders here, she now knew that the people of the planet and the people of the moon had generations worth of strife between them. The Senali people of the moon had nearly been wiped completely out by a third party decades ago, but enough had survived to repopulate their small island villages. Many of the Rutanians of the planet had been enslaved at the same time, but they had also bounced back from their previous misfortunes.

A long standing tradition between the two peoples was to swap heirs in order to keep the peace between the kingdoms. Each prince or princess would spend a decade of their formative years living among the opposing royal family. Prince swapping. Brenna thought it intriguing that the smaller population of island dwelling people from the moon had almost been the victors of the conflict before the swapping tradition took root. She looked forward to visiting the moon people soon - but first she must steal their prince from the Rutanians.

She squinted at the horizon and saw that the sun was soon to dip behind the trees. Dusk was approaching quickly. Perfect time for hunting. Brenna Ylva knew that the group of hud mounted hunters would be on the move - they were after the planet's famous kudana, prized for their exceptional leather and tasty meat. The prince of Senali would be among the hunters - it was his name day after all, and he was a man now. It was likely that more of the royal family of Senali would also be in attendance. Thirteen seemed young to her for declaring a boy a man, but then she had been sent away from her home to begin training as a Sith at an even younger age. The hunting party would bring back their kills for the feast tonight. Unfortunately, they would be missing their honored guest for the festivities.

Brenna's eyes glanced up once as her companion stepped off the transport, but she quickly lowered her gaze and stepped deferentially to the side. The quick glance showed her dark hair billowing black as night in the pleasant evening breeze. Strength emanated from the woman in an aura of power. Darth Tempest was now the leader of the Sith Order - Brenna did not know the woman personally, but owed her loyalty to her all the same. Unless, of course, her mother commanded her otherwise.

@Altaris