Serenno, Castle Wessex
2134 local time
Night had set a while ago over Castle Wessex, casting the forest around in darkness. Veles could not see a thing through the shadows, only the estate standing tall atop its mountain, illuminated both by torches and more modern lighting. Even from the window of the shuttle as it approached the landing pad, he could feel the hush that had fallen over the building, the thick veil of mourning heavy on the souls of those inside. Castle Wessex seemed to almost cry in the Force, sending waves upon waves of sadness like a blue aura around. This had been the home of one of the most powerful Sith in the Galaxy, and he could certainly feel it.
"Lord Veles, we have arrived at our destination. Please disembark when ready." The voice of the droid piloting the ship buzzed in his ear, and he didn't reply. It was much nicer than having a humanoid at the helm, one with emotions and expectations, one that could open their mouth and sink ships. A droid was a headache spared, with a memory that could be wiped as he saw fit and no capriciousness or arrogance as was common with the skilled pilots of the Imperial navy. Sure, it spoke in binary, but that was only because he'd gotten this one for the time being.
The Sith Lord rose and pulled his black hood over his head as the door slid open and he stepped outside into the chilly night, the bottom of his cloak dancing in the breeze. He stopped for a moment, looking around at the desolate castle, no attendant coming to meet him or security to question him. It was late at night and perhaps they were sleeping, or maybe they did not want to bother a Sith Lord, but regardless, he pressed forward, making his way to the main doors at a brisk pace.
Veles had not been particularly friendly with Caelestis, though the two had met. It was Caelestis that had been the first to help him on a mission, back when he was a Sith Lord and Veles just a Champion. They'd tamed the dark side nexus in the bowels of Fortress Vader, though the man had stormed off without a word shortly after. In the weeks since his death, Veles could not help but sit and think and wonder if maybe that was the beginning of the end for Caelestis. Perhaps it had been his fault for bringing the Sith Lord there, where he was subjected to dark visions that seemed to spur something within him. Later, he had almost attacked Andruil at the Hal'loween ball, which only made him wonder for how long the man had been descending into madness for him to take such drastic measures.
The Sith Lord stopped as he reached the main doors, standing still in one spot, his focus not on the world around him but the world within. He probed around, opening his senses and taking it all in until he zeroed in on her presence. So she is here. Veles had not come all this way to the late Councilor's castle to mourn him or light a candle in his memory. He'd come because it was the only place he could imagine Malou was, save for Exegol which he had no idea how to get to. Her presence on Serenno meant that there was nothing left for him to do but stand there and wait, because she certainly felt his presence.
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