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Dromund Kaas Palace, Throne Room, Late Afternoon
Music filled every corner of the throne room. Servants with trays walked along two long tables that spanned nearly half of the room. Because the long tables were filled with food, treats and drinks, chairs did not line them.
Dromund Kaas' throne room rivalled the largest in the galaxy and many smaller tables with chairs were provided throughout it for those who felt like sitting. Just outside the the palace there were other seating areas, if a Sith or imperial or two needed privacy for one reason or another.
The tables were filled with drinks, treats and food for the Imperial Ball, thrown despite the recent loss at the other side of the galaxy. The loss had nothing to do with Malicia herself, and there was always room to celebrate other progress, including the massive expansion in old Sith Space. And despite all her effort to protect the news of her marriage to Darth Raze and her pregnancy, both had already began to spread. There was no more delaying the news.
Imperial guards and cultists lined the stairs up to the throne itself. Malicia's small frame sat in middle of the large throne. Her black dress did not hide her belly that had grown to accommodate twins. The small Sith Queen leaned to one side, placing a hand on her belly as the golden crown on her head tipped slightly with the movement. Her expression was it's usual: stoic and distant, despite the restlessness of the Dark Side entity inside her mind and the discomfort of being so pregnant. Her yellow gaze levelled itself over the throne room, watching as guests began to arrive.
Here Sith could network, drink, eat and indulge themselves until the sun rose. The night was young and with so many Sith and imperials invited, Malicia expected an interesting evening.