[Mandalore Sector, Mandalore System, Concordia]
(3rd Person: POV)
Sitting in his private office within his clan compound, Pre Vizsla had an irritated expression on his face.
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For right now he speaking with one of several spies he had embedded within the New Mandalorian government over the years, a member of the royal guard no less, on his personal terminal who was informing Pre of the arrival of Van and his group.
As well as the actions they took in saying they were attacked by a member of 'Death Watch'.
When the spy finished Pre's irritation turned to anger.
Clenching his fists he slammed them atop his desk.
"Dammit!" Pre shouted. "Damn, those Jetiise."
All of his years of careful planning and preparation were now in danger of being exposed because of them.
So Pre Vizsla raged for a few moments.
He then took a few minutes and calmed down. Returning his attention to his subordinate after doing so.
"Lord Vizsla, what shall you have me do?" The spy asked. "For if the duchess and the New Mandalorians become aware of us truly-"
"-Then we will simply enact our plan ahead of schedule." Pre interrupted his subordinate. "For even if Satine and her government know of us, what could they do to stop us? Nothing. For they are weak and spit on the ideals of our peoples very culture. The New Mandalorians are nothing. They are simply a nuisance. We of 'Death Watch' are the future." He proclaimed.
The spy looking at Pre with stars in his eyes.
"But putting the duchess and her people aside for a moment, we must deal with these Jedi as quickly as possible." Pre spoke.
"Yes, lord Vizsla. What do you wish for me and the others to do?" The spy spoke.
"Nothing, but what you've been doing." Pre spoke. "Keep monitoring the group of Jedi. As for dealing with them, us of Concordia will handle that." He explained.
Pre Vizsla putting a savage grin on his face.
"Understood lord Vizsla." The spy replied.
He then ended the communication.
When he did so Pre leaned back in his chair.
Thinking how satisfying it would be to kill three Jedi at once.
Little did Pre know he was the one walking into the trap, and not the other way around.
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[Mandalore Sector, Mandalore System, Mandalore]
(3rd Person: POV)
Walking through a private garden on the grounds of the Sundari Royal Palace, Satine was out of her formal dress and wearing something easier to move in.
Obi-Wan walking right beside her.
Two days had passed since he and his group had arrived on Mandalore, and informed Satine and her government they had been "attacked" by a Mandalorian who claimed to be a member of the group 'Death Watch'.
Now having finished discussing the matter with her governmental council Satine had called Obi-Wan to the palace to inform him of the results of their discussions.
As well as for more, personal reasons.
"Beautiful, aren't they?" Satine asked, gently touching the flowers.
"They are." Obi-Wan agreed. "But they don't quite hold up to your beauty, Satine." He spoke.
Making Satines' heart skip a beat.
'No, get a hold of yourself Satine.' She thought. 'You aren't a teenage girl any longer, but a grown woman and ruler of your people. You can't simply let a few sweet words throw you off.' The duchess told herself.
"Why thank you, Obi-Wan." Satine replied.
"It was my pleasure." He replied. Giving her a charming smile.
Once again, making Satines' heart skip a beat.
For despite what she told herself, she couldn't help acting like a teenage girl in front of the man who had stolen her heart many years ago.
"Yes, well, let us get down to the heart of the matter." Satine said. Deciding to change the subject. "'Death Watch'. In truth they did not die out during our people's civil war years ago." She began. "They have been a movement for a long time. Though their numbers are miniscule."
"I see." Obi-Wan mused. Putting on a good act, despite knowing the truth. "So, do you have any leads on where 'Death Watch' is based or their motives for their actions?"
"I'm afraid my governments investigation into the group hasn't turned up much. Only that 'Death Watch' is rumored to be based on our moon, Concordia. Where the warrior clans who refused to stop fighting after the civil war came to an end were exiled. Though these are only rumors." Satine explained.
"Have you ever conducted any investigations on Concordia to prove if these rumors are true or false one way or another?" Obi-Wan asked.
"Yes, we have." Satine replied. "We've even received assistance from the governor of Concordia, Pre Vizsla himself. The governor has even conducted several investigation into 'Death Watch' on his own and turned up nothing." She spoke.
"I see." Obi-Wan mused. "Still, with your permission my friends would like to have a look around Concordia themselves. For the person who attacked us managed to escape and said they would be back." The Jedaii knight spoke.
Spewing bullshit that would make Van cry tears of joy.
"Our lives are in real danger here Satine, and I would much rather be safe than sorry."
"I understand." Satine replied. "And if you and your friends wish, you can have a look around Concordia. If only to put this entire ordeal to bed."
"Thank you Satine." Obi-Wan replied.
He then flashed her another smile.
"You know, what my companion Van said before is the truth. About members of the Jedaii Order and attachment."
"Yes, I heard him." Satine replied.
Looking into Obi-Wan's eyes as she did. Obi-Wan staring right back into Satine's.
The two of them stood there, staring at each other for several seconds. A comfortable mood settling over them.
*Beep Beep Beep*
Which was then immediately interrupted when Obi-Wan's commlink started going off.
Grumbling he answered it. "Hello?"
"Yo, Obi-Wan." Van replied from the other end of the line. "So, what's the verdict?" He asked.
"The duchess just told me we have permission to head to Concordia to investigate our attacker." Obi-Wan explained.
Wanting to strangle Van at this very moment.
"Yes, and I'm sure the current governor Pre Viszla would be more than happy to assist you." Satine added.
"Great, that's excellent." Van replied. "Well then I'll let you two get back to doing whatever a husband and wife do when they're alone." He said.
Van then cut the communication before either Obi-Wan or Satine could comment on his words.
Leaving the two of them, standing there completely and utterly stunned.
Over a minute passed before their brains rebooted.
Turning to face Satine Obi-Wan sighed. "Satine, please forgive my friend. He takes his jokes to far somet-"
Obi-Wan didn't get to finish his words.
For before he could Satine pulled him into a passionate kiss.
Expressing all the feelings she had been bottling up for years.
Obi-Wan soon doing the exact same thing.
Thus the Obi-Wan and Satine ship started sailing.