Qui-Gon paused, and looked at her expectantly.
"You and your Padawan are being given a mission."
He bowed slightly; the conversation he had planned would wait. "Of course, Master Traele." He began walking with her, towards the assembly room. "Where are we going?"
"To a planet called Naboo. You must negotiate an end to a trade blockade."
He nodded again. It sounded simple enough; the slight feeling of dread that had been building was, no doubt, due to his worry for his Padawan. Well, they would deal with that soon enough. Their duty came first; declarations of love would come later.
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