The crimson child -Male Sith Reader-

Embarking on Concordia

With the intelligence laid out before you, including the Death Watch's estimated location on Concordia, the gravity of the situation became clearer. The Death Watch posed a substantial threat, not only in terms of their numbers and weaponry but also in their ability to exploit Mandalore's internal divisions. Your mind began to churn through strategic possibilities, considering how best to dismantle this militant faction.

"I appreciate the information, Duchess. Now, let us discuss our plan of action," you stated, your voice devoid of emotion as you shifted from absorbing facts to devising a strategy. Satine nodded, acknowledging the need for a swift and decisive response. "We need to strike at the heart of the Death Watch, dismantle their leadership, and neutralize their ability to rally support," you continued, outlining the initial steps of your plan. "I have my own resources to bring into play. Rest assured, Duchess, we will handle this threat decisively."

As you finalized the details with the Duchess, you discreetly accessed your personal communication device. With a few swift commands, you initiated a secure channel to reach Commander Havok.

"Commander Havok. I require your immediate attention," your voice echoed through the encrypted communication.

"Lord (S/N), your orders are my utmost priority," Havok responded with unwavering loyalty.

"I need a Sabaoth-class star destroyer en route immediately. We are preparing to eradicate the Death Watch threat," you commanded, your tone leaving no room for questions.

"As you wish, my Lord. The Sabaoth-class star destroyer will be deployed at once," Havok replied, his commitment resonating through the communication.

With the military might of Nathema en route to Mandalore, your attention turned to another crucial aspect of the plan, Bo Katan. Initiating another secure communication channel, you contacted Bo Katan. The holographic projection of her Mandalorian helmet appeared before you, concealing any hints of emotion.

"Bo Katan, I require detailed information on the Death Watch's defences. Locations, strategic points, anything that can aid our assault," you commanded, keeping the conversation strictly business.

She responded with a series of encrypted data transmissions, detailing the Death Watch's stronghold on Concordia, their patrol patterns, and key defensive positions. Bo Katan's loyalty to the Death Watch conflicted with her growing affection for you, a fact that played to your advantage in obtaining critical information. As the holographic projections flickered, you couldn't help but notice a subtle change in Bo Katan's demeanour. Her voice, normally stern and composed, took on a more playful tone.

"Well, (Y/N), if you're going to ask me for favours, you could at least buy me a drink first," she quipped, a sly smile playing on her lips. You couldn't help but be amused by her audacity, appreciating the unexpected flirtation.

"Bo Katan, this is not the time for games," you replied, maintaining your stoic composure but unable to hide a faint smirk. "We have a serious threat to deal with."

"Oh, come on, (Y/N). You're always so serious," she teased, leaning in slightly as if to share a secret. "I've heard rumours about your legendary charm. Why not put it to good use?"

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her boldness. "Charm, you say? I prefer to call it strategic charisma. And I assure you, I save it for the right moments."

Bo Katan chuckled, her helmeted image giving the impression of a knowing grin. "Well, I must be a pretty important moment then, don't you think?"

You couldn't deny the magnetic pull of her confidence. "You're essential to the success of this mission, Bo Katan. I trust you understand the gravity of our situation."