Spintir - Baize Farmstead
The sun was just beginning to crawl above the horizon. Jon had already been up for a couple of hours. Life on the farm started early, but it was second nature for sure soldier turned farmer.
He had not wanted to return to Spintir, leaving Kali but it had been necessary. If he had waited, they wouldn't have been able to plant that year, which would have been a small price to pay to spend more time with his now wife. That had not fully hit him, they had made the decision quickly, not wanting to delay it any further in the face of the Hutt War. Few knew the costs of war more than Jon and Kali, no one was guaranteed their next day. Soon after, Kali was pulled away by the endless duties of the Lord Commander and he had returned here.
Had he made the wrong decision? Was he running from duty? Those thoughts kept him up at night.
Jon sighed as the horse slowly walked down the side of their first planted field. It was a sure feeling to see the first fruits of the home begin to arrive. There were still several stars visible through the early morning light, he looked up for a moment, his thoughts returning to Kali, he hadn't heard from her in several days, which was not uncommon these days. He let his thoughts linger for a moment before he gently prodded the horse forward. There had been a storm the night before and Jon needed to check and make sure everything had made it through alright.