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Indeed, though the Core Worlds did not realize it Sorenno was actually wealthier and more powerful financially then any two systems outside of the so-called Big Big Five were the most financially powerful single systems in the Republic, Coruscant, Corellia, Alderaan, Kuat and Fondor. Coruscant was of course the most important system in the entire galaxy. Corellia, Kuat and Fondor were ship-building giants. Alderaan and its colonies, all of whom still answered to their mother planet, were rich in mineral and agricultural wealth.
A few moments more discussion went by about whether or not they should create their own anti-pirate force, what their public stance on that would be. Two of the counts voiced concern over how the Senate would react to their following the Trade Fleet into becoming more militarized, only to be nearly shouted down by their fellows. The idea that they should worry about the Republic's or more likely the Senate's reaction to their creating anti-pirate fleets might have been enough to cause a fist fight if not for Dooku's presence.
Sorenno was almost militantly independent, and did not like even the fact they had to answer to the Sector capital let alone the Republic. This attitude harkened back to a time when the planet had been invaded by Sith during the Great Galactic War and again during the New Sith War. The locals valued their independence, and would fight for it at a drop of a hat.
"I believe that we need to bring in a far more neutral individual then you believe myself to be," Dooku said after that slightly more acrimonious then was polite exchange. "Luckily for us, we have such an individual on hand. Master Fay," he said, reaching out with the Force to open the doors, "would you join us please."
A second later it was all Dooku could do to stop his voice from stuttering to a halt as he forced his jaw not to unhinge at the sight of the Force Ghost apparently reading something over the young padawan's shoulder. Dooku noted absentmindedly that it was one of the local travel brochures, but that was about the last thing he had on his mind at the moment.
She was gorgeous, a beautiful young woman who looked a little younger than his former padawan was when she became a knight. At least when she had died anyway who knew how long she had been a ghost? She had bright red hair, not the orange normal people associated with the idea of red hair, flowing down her back in a cascade. She had the same emerald eyes as the teen, who had to be her son or other descendent with those eyes. Her face had a pale tone to it, and her body was lithe and desirable, and admittedly showed off to good effect with what she was wearing a moment.
There must be a tale about that, unless it's as simple as Force Ghosts not being able to change their clothing after they have died, he mused to himself, then turned his attention on the boy who was just as interesting in a way. He had stood up with Master Fay and was making his way forward, and the young teen met the older man's eyes for a moment until Dooku nodded his head and the padawan bowed formally. Interesting Dooku thought to himself, and those emerald eyes of his, a potent tool those.
That thought was caused by the gasps of two of the count's daughters, here as their heirs. One was a married woman, the other a girl of twenty, but both blushed as they saw the padawan's eyes and face.
Dooku however noticed the boy was well balanced, poised on his feet, his eyes tracking from side to side, almost automatically after breaking eye contact with Dooku. He had no lightsaber at his side however, nor did Fay. Leaning back Dooku mused, now I understand why she has come here I think. Though why Master Fay is willing to go against her own beliefs to get her padawan training with a lightsaber is beyond me a present. But his Force presence!
At this distance, Dooku's Force sense could get a glimpse of the boy's Force presence under his Force Stealth and, Dooku realized, the enveloping feeling of Fay's own aura. He blazed with the Force and the Light in a way that Dooku had only ever seen in Master Yoda. The youth was nowhere as controlled, but possibly even more powerful than his former master.
Yet Dooku let none of these observations show on his face or in his voice as the newcomers crossed the intervening space between the table where the counts were sitting and the large doors. "Gentleman, may I present Jedi Master Fay and her padawan…"
He trailed off and Master Fay smiled, putting her hands together in her Jedi robe as she tilted her head slightly to her padawan, who stood a respectful half pace behind and to the left of her. "This is padawan Harry Potter."
One of counts heirs standing behind the table, a young boy of about 10, muttered something about "Peepee?" And was quickly hushed by his neighbor.
Harry however simply rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Wow that's a new one, I haven't heard that before."
Dooku sighed, looking at the younger boy who looked rather abashed as his father turned a stern eye on him.
Next to Harry Master Fay chuckled quietly. "Do not worry young one," she said kindly, looking at the now embarrassed boy. "Our dignity is not so fragile as all that. I believe however you were having a discussion? That you apparently want my input on?"
Master Dooku gestured to Count Luther, whose holdings had been hit the most by the pirates. The younger man, he was at least fifteen years younger than Dooku, nodded his head respectfully to the Jedi, before filling in Master Fay on the incidents that occurred recently while he tried not to stare at her beauty.
Master Fay broke in occasionally to ask questions, and Dooku obligingly brought up a map of this system sector, highlighting the places where the Pirates had attacked.
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