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AMBERLEY’S POV

I stared at Rupert Greeves. He seemed kind, but there was a shadow lurking in his eyes, a deep sadness over… something. The mark of a war-torn veteran. I should know; my older brother was in the Marines and when he came home on leave,* I saw that shadow much too often.

“Nice to meet you Rupert.” I said, shaking his hand. He smiled at me, then turned back to Ahsoka–maybe they had been having a conversation or something.

I scanned the room to see who all was there. Ron was in the corner by a painting of nine figures in two boats sailing toward two huge statues. (1) Janner and Kalmar were discussing something or other, and Leeli was chatting amiably with two clones. It was peaceful, but I got the feeling it was the calm before the storm.

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*That is what you call it, right?

(1) The Fellowship of the Ring sailing towards the Argonath.

Sorry it’s so short!