Charlotte possessed little shame. That had been one constant in her life. She’d very loudly reunited with Aadya in a haybale shed during the harvest festival. So…when Celeste changed, she stared. She was only mortal, and Celeste was hot. You certainly could not blame a girl for appreciating the scenery. Charlotte appreciated all comers. She simply arched one well-manicured eyebrow.
“Take your time…” She smirked. “I’m hardly in a rush.” She could barely remember the last time she’d been in Sith space. It had been years. The lat time she had seen Andruil at the royal palace. She’d eaten lunch with the Empress. What a strange though that was now. “Where exactly are we going.” She didn’t care much but she did care a little. The mask would help, and she’d obscure her face with the Force. Charlotte was just rusty. It would be unfortunate to be recognized.
@LadyRen