Star Wars: The High Republic: Path of Deceit by Tessa Gratton & Justina Ireland

Author:Tessa Gratton & Justina Ireland
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Lucasfilm Press
Published: 2022-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

“So, are you ready?”

Yana looked up from where she sat in a patch of grass, programming a new string of lights for the caves, since most of them had been washed away in the flood. It had taken nearly three days for the water to recede. Three days of everyone piled on top of one another in the storage barn, babies crying, Littles arguing, and the Elders tsk-tsking everything they disliked. It was too much. Yana was willing to do anything to get a measure of normalcy back, and that meant repairing the caves so they were once more livable.

She couldn’t move boulders like the Jedi, but she could program lights. So that was what she was doing when Kor walked up, her face paint freshly applied and her head tresses tied back with a thick band of blue cloth.

Yana blinked and removed the goggles she wore. “Ready for what?”

“The thanking feast! You said you’d sit with me and my family.”

Yana lowered her goggles over her eyes once more and went back to work. “I can’t. These lights have to be installed before everyone can return to their chambers in the cave. And I refuse to spend another night listening to Old Waiden snore. I want my sleeping cell to myself again.”

“No one else is going to be working, though, Yana,” Kor said, frowning. Yana tried to avoid her girlfriend’s dark-eyed gaze, but even so, she could sense Kor’s distress.

“Kor, I don’t want to go,” Yana finally said, tearing off the goggles. “It’s silly to celebrate, what, not drowning?”

Kor frowned, and Yana regretted the words as soon as they came out. Kor said sadly, “You promised.”

“Kor,” Yana began, trying to find a way to extricate herself from the promise she’d unwittingly made to attend the feast with Kor’s family. But she couldn’t find any way around it. She swallowed a bone-weary sigh. “Let me clean myself up and change my robes,” she finally said.

“No more than half an hour,” Kor said, her expression firm. “I mean it, Yana.”

Yana nodded in resignation before giving Kor a peck on the cheek. She wasn’t sure why this mattered so much. Perhaps Kor was responding to a bit of gossip about Yana’s continued absences? Yana didn’t care what the rest of the Path thought of her, but she definitely cared about making Kor happy. She needed Kor to go with her after the next liberation trip. So Yana gathered up the work mat and the tools and took them back to Cincey’s work hut, Kor watching with crossed arms.

“No more than half an hour!” Kor repeated. “My father is saving us a space.”

Yana waved off Kor’s demand and made her way to Cincey’s hut, where the lights would be stored until they were ready to be installed. After a quick knock and a yell, Yana opened the door to find Cincey and Treze laughing over something, the Mikkian perched on the edge of a worktable, looking over Cincey’s shoulder.

“What’s going on?” Yana asked, placing the work mat and lights on the other worktable for later.

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