Blood of the Forgotten/Prologue

Mandalore, 3 years into the Clone Wars

The dome around Sundari was all keeping her from escaping. She’d faked her death, using Kaminoan technology. The tech had been loaned to her by a Mandalorian - Republic officer who worked both sides of the table. The officer had snuck his way into the Sundari prison and given her the tech. She knew that if Obi-Wan came, this Maul would kill her on the spot. It may hurt her relationship with Obi-Wan more than if she really died - but she couldn't let Maul get to him.

Even if she didn’t admit it to herself or to Obi-Wan, she was in love with him since the day he was assigned to protect her, all those years ago. Satine’s opinion of him hadn’t changed. As the former Duchess of Mandalore sat on the ship ready to take off, she sighed. If only she could go to him and tell him herself: I’m alive! Don’t forget me!

She could never know how he'd respond, if he'd respond, or if he truly wanted her back.