The Fett Dynasty, Episode One of a Trilogy | By : WLTDNFADED Category: Star Wars (All) > General Views: 3625 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Epilogue
“I’m FINE!” I’Lai snapped as the medi-droid pushed her once again into the pillows of her massive fur-strewn bed. She huffed and folded her arms over her breast. “My word, everyone is making a horrible fuss over a little dizzy spell.”
The medi-droid’s gears whirred quietly as it turned its head toward I’Lai. “Your Ladyship, it was a bit more than a dizzy spell. You lost consciousness atop your mount and fell off in the middle of the camp square. Three miners had to catch you.” The droid turned toward the small table next to the bed and grasped a glass of water with its gripping appendage. It handed the water to I’Lai, who, pouting, hastily took it and drank it down. “Maybe this will teach you to slow down a bit, madam. You take on too much, running the manor and mining operation in the Grand Moff’s absence AND overseeing the construction of the new hospital. You have associates to do this type of work. I suggest you use them. And I’ve heard around the manor that you haven’t been sleeping and seem distracted.”
I’Lai smiled a tight sarcastic smile and retorted, “You’re right, Ten-C-Four. I am a little tired, and hence I became a little dizzy. And now that I have had some rest here, I feel quite well and ready to prepare the household for Master Denivrian’s homecoming this evening…” She tried to bolt up from the bed only to have Ten-C-Four’s appendage push her down again and hold her there.
“Doctor’s orders, Madam. You must rest until the doctor comes back with his test results.” The droid noticed the fuming green slits I’Lai’s eyes had become and added, “And angry looks do not work on me, Madam.”
At that moment, Dr. Him’bron entered the bedchamber, carrying a small medi-console in his hand. I’Lai breathed a sign of relief. “Oh good, Doctor, you’re back. Will you kindly inform my mechanical nursemaid here that I am absolutely fine and ready to assume my duties?”
The doctor sat on the edge of the bed, waving the medi-droid away. A warm, fatherly smile spread across his face as he stated, “Oh, Lady I’Lai, I would say that you are more than fine. In fact, His Excellency may call for a month’s celebration when he sees the results of your tests.”
I’Lai furrowed her brow. “And why would he do that, Dr. Him’bron? I do not understand.”
Him’bron reached over and took her hand, beaming like a child about to open a long-awaited gift.
“You are pregnant, Lady I’Lai. With a son.”
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