“What did you find?” A more “youthful” Darth Sidious speaks to the medical assistance droids.
“She is not far along enough to place in an incubator. Umbilical cord tethering could lose the fetus. I recommend leaving the fetus in her until birth.”
Darth Sidious looks over to him. “When I want your recommendation, I will ask. Until then, anything is possible.” Then his alert alarms and the comlink is activated. “Show the Mandalorian Death Watch Overlord in.”
His entire demeanor changes to the Emperor Palpatine and how he is referred by others who are not in his inner circle.
Bo eyes were out of focus when she opened them. She had a dull pain on her abdomen and when she tried to soothe it, she discovered manacles bound her hands and legs. She attempted to speak but did not know if this hooded figure in the hologram could hear or care. She felt scarred. She did not know if she was living or dead. If she died, she must be in perdition. If she was alive, that meant no change to her. This person was demonic by his moves. “Demogolka…kyramud a’jate.”
“I assure you, I am no Antos Wyrrick. I am much worse, child.” He turns with a sly grin. “Rest. You will be treated well by the droids until you have your child. You have quite a few months with us.” He turns to leave. “You are the one Maul speaks of… Impressive for a Female Mandalorian Death Watch warrior, indeed.”
Lorka walks into the room just far enough that he can see Bo-Katan, but lingers in the shadows. He waits for the Emperor to approach, he then bows his head to him, “You sent for me, my Lord?”
Ignores the last comment made by muffling her veiled threats before meeting with his Inquisitor. “Ah yes… You’ve made your way to become the Overlord of the Mandalorian Death Watch. Very good. I hope with you at the helm, we can reign the wayward Mandalorians to best serve the Empire.” A grin from his stained, jagged teeth. “But, I would have expected you sooner give that you are expecting a daughter of this caliber? Why would you hide this from me?”
He keeps his eyes to the floor, “I contacted you regarding who her potential mate may have been. I was not sure if she had inherited his gifts.”
“You did not sire this child?” He chides. “Too bad… Indeed…”
“Yes, my Lord,” lifts his eyes to see that the Emperor is not even looking at him, “Once she has this one, I will continue to work on providing you with more.” Looks to the holonet feed of Bo-Katan in the medical capsule, “How long do you plan on holding her?”
“Hmm?” The Emperor moves in holo around her and confers with the droids. “Then you are married, she is your wife?”
“No, Sire, why would she be?”
The Emperor stops in his hovering and spits. “Then it is of no concern how long I detain her.” He turns away not looking with an evil smirk.