“It’s good to know,” she retorted wily, “that you didn’t mean to hurt me, you just accidentally slept with someone else while I was waiting for you here. You just accidentally got her pregnant and you just accidentally made a fool out of me. Of course.”

She knew that she should remain calm and collected. She knew that she shouldn’t let anger blind her. She knew that she ought to remember the Jedi Code. But it was impossible to do now. She’d gone against the Masters’ teachings to love Revan, and where had it lead her? Years of longing and faithful waiting in vain. Betrayal. Public shame.

And a broken heart.

She knew she ought to forego emotions in favour of peace, passion in favour of serenity… but she couldn’t. Not yet. Not now.