Personal Entry-Truth: A Bantha hoof to the head

I laid Scarlet down to rest. She may tell me she is fine, that, “She is Zabrak.” She is still with child, a frail being in her womb. Scarlet needs to take it easy. She has promised me she would but like any wild animal she is not easily caged *grin*. The only roof that makes her happy at times is one dotted with stars and moons. I hope that Deomo does not push her too much in her training. He seems to have assumed the role of her trainer. I just hope he realizes she is not an Imperial protie, that she is a woman, a Zabrak, and carries…the child to one of us.

Again, I found myself drawn to Fryshka’s shrine. Hopefully she will not speak in riddles. Without the spice my mind is much clearer. I can hear her much better. We spoke at length about many things. Some disturbing, some, well actually quite joyous. I do not know why, but I knew or felt much of what Fryshka said already. I asked her about the child.
“You know in your heart who’s it is”

I asked her about my role in the temple. Why I was called here, what good I could possibly provide.

*shock*

She told me. I already knew the truth.