Live Journal FeedWell folks, school starts again on Monday, so am posting the final chapter in this part now. I have yet to begin on part two, but hey, this saga was planned in four parts, so worry not, part two will come around soon
Epilogue – Our Paths Shall Cross Again
It was very early in the morning when Arwen stood in the central starport of Naboo, watching as Olié spoke with Panaka. Amidala stood beside her and was silent, as were the handmaidens which stood behind the pair.
Panaka came to the group of women, and his face was sad: "Lady Elana, Olié is ready. When you have said goodbye…" Arwen nodded and sent the dark-skinned captain a reassuring smile, before turning to her friends. All of them so young…yet all of them had experienced war and knew the perils that lay behind each and every battle.
Padmé stood on tiptoe as she embraced her Minister of War, who had become far more than just that. She furiously blinked some tears away.
"Promise me you will keep this on you at all times," she whispered and handed the elleth a comlink. "Hopefully nothing will transpire in which I shall need your assistance…but one never knows."
"I promise," whispered Arwen in return and tucked the comlink within a pocket of her robe safely. Then she said goodbye from each handmaiden in turn, as well as Panaka, before stepping away, to board the ship. Olié fired the engines. Amidala called out after her friend:
"You are always welcome here…keep a journal, I will want to know everything that went on while we were separated!"
Arwen turned around and smiled, before waving and quickly ascending into the ship. The rampway was lifted, and the vehicle turned its nose to the sky. Arwen strapped herself onto the seat beside Olié and sighed. Ric looked at her with a sad smile.
"You know, we may not see each other again…"
The Elf's eyes were focused on the three brown-clad forms of the Jedi as they crossed the path to enter a ship of their own. When she closed her eyes she thought she saw herself and Obi-Wan…but Obi-Wan was older, sporting a beard, and much wiser. Hen she opened her eyes again, the ship was lifting into orbit. She looked at Ric with a smile.
"Oh, I believe that our paths shall cross again…"
FIN
Thank you to all my readers and to those of you who shared your thoughts with me. I'll keep those in mind while writing part 2.
TBC in When Destinies Meet, part two: Hidden Liasons
