Siranna-dei was stunning to behold. A slender frame, curvy in all the right places, full lips, lush hair and alluring eyes. Any Hutt on Nar Shaddar would sell his mother to get her to be a dancer in any of his...less morally sound establishments.
Unfortunately that would more than likely get himself and his entire entourage brutally and systematically slaughtered.
Siranna-dei was Sith, and an incredibly cold calculating one at that, even by Sith standards (and that's saying something).
There was only one thing she loved more that butchering innocents. Destroying the soul and belief system of a Jedi, watching his internal conflict, maybe his succumbing to the dark side.
Her fondest memory, which always makes her smile (a smile people normally only see just before Siranna-dei's lightsaber ends their life), was seeing a Jedi cut down his own padawan. Oh, how she loves that holocron.
But her new conquest was a little bit different, and quite a bit more time consuming and she hoped would bring her even more satisfaction.
The oh-so noble, honourable, self-sacrificing for the greater good, devoted father and husband (pretty much the embodiment of everything Siranna-dei despises), Jedi, Hu'thrane Lan.
She had watched him fight many times, even tried to kill him with a few traps...that never got executed properly, stupid Rattakai. Over a period of time she felt a new emotion, possibly a hint of admiration, no, respect, for his skill in the force. A skill she planned to exploit for her own sadistic purposes.
Oh yes, this will be fun. Her mind was racing now with plans and possibilities...and she smiled.
"I know that smile" X’aine mumbled. "What are you up to now?"
"You'll find out soon enough" was her nonchalant response.
Ah, Hu'thrane...handsome yes. Could he be turned? Hmm, maybe. But Siranna-dei had a better idea. Turn his son. Yes, that would be better.
You see, Hu'thrane Lan was from Corellia. He was known as a Green Jedi. A Jedi that puts great emphasis on taking care of their families and their core system. Now Siranna-dei knew where to start her plan.
Hu'thrane's beautiful wife and his young son.
On Corellia.
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