Who is this new replacement in Royal Protector (I’m hoping it’s Ahsoka because I love her)??? How long has Obi been training her? And why didn’t Qui know about her before? So many questions!!
Staring at the girl
for a few long moments, Qui-Gon finally looked to Obi-Wan with wide
eyes. “This is your replacement?” He questioned in surprise.
“To be fair, I
did not think I would need her for several years yet.” Obi-Wan
shrugged and moved gingerly to Ahsoka, standing behind her and
settling his hands on her shoulders as he smiled at Qui-Gon over her
head, though something told Qui-Gon she would be taller than Obi-Wan
eventually. “But I can backup her skills, I have trained her
myself. She can take my position though she will need court lessons.”
The redhead assured.
Sitting back in his
throne, Qui-Gon watched the young togruta as she tried not to shuffle
her feet and respectfully kept her eyes down. “Tell me, Ahsoka
Tano, how old are you?” Qui-Gon questioned carefully.
“Sixteen your
highness.” Ahsoka answered promptly in a quiet voice. “Lord
Kenobi has been training me for a year and a half.” She added.
Stroking his chin,
Qui-Gon considered that before smiling. “I’ve seen you before,
haven’t I? You trained with my son in the courtyard arena.” He
chuckled slowly. “You went toe to toe with Anakin and kept up with
him quite marvelously as I remember.”
There was a quirk
of her lips as she glanced shyly up at him and nodded.
Smirking slowly and
looking over her head to meet Obi-Wan’s preening eyes, Qui-Gon
chuckled even more. “Anakin spent the next few days in a sulk but
if your trainer is Obi-Wan then no wonder your skills are already so
great.”
At that Ahsoka
puffed her chest up a bit, raising her chin with a bit of pride but
not arrogance.
Oh Qui-Gon liked
her.
Proud enough to
recognize the skills she had gained but not arrogant enough to bloat
her head. She would fit into their court like a puzzle piece, he as
sure of that.
“I won’t be
taking you as the Royal Protector today.” Qui-Gon stood, smiling
gently when Ahsoka deflated. “But when you turn eighteen, I shall
accept you into the position as Obi-Wan admits you still have things
to learn.”
She perked up again
at that and looked back over her shoulder for permission to speak
before returning her cheerful blue eyes to Qui-Gon. “If I may
sire?” She licked her lips when Qui-Gon gestured for her to
continue. “While my lord is right I have much to learn, it is
mostly in the terms of court etiquette and politics. The Lord
protector has drilled me in battle from the day he took me on and I
will serve with my life until the day I become dust. If something
could be arranged for what skills I am lacking, I vow I will be ready
on my eighteen birthday.”
Well, with that
passionate vow and the glowing recommendation of Obi-Wan behind her,
how could Qui-Gon do any less than give her the tutors she would
need?
And a room in the
palace of course.
Oh Anakin’s face
was going to be hilarious when he realized the young togruta teen
who’d gone toe to toe with him was actually now living with them
and was trained by Obi-Wan!
Qui-Gon was
certainly looking forward to it!
“You have a
cunning look on your face my love.” He looked up at Obi-Wan’s
voice as the man moved to him and stopped in front of the Emperor who
gave his redhead a wicked smile before reaching out and pulling him
into his lap in the throne, uncaring who saw.
He settled his hand
on Obi-Wan’s stomach, knowing he’d feel nothing for several
months still even as he nuzzled at Obi-Wan’s flustering cheek and
ignored his hiss of Qui-Gon’s name. “I may be imagining Anakin’s
face.” He teased.
There was a moment
and then Obi-Wan joined him in his merriment, the redhead chuckling
as he finally relaxed and let the Emperor manhandle him with care.
His love close and
his future more certain, Qui-Gon couldn’t help but feel more
assured and content than in years.
Their future was
more secured.