Bastion’s skies had been clear for the first time in weeks. Empress Roanne Fel stood in her throne hall, Treis Sinde stood nearby, arms folded, he had advised the Empress that it was time to put their differences with the Jedi to deal with the Sith Empire.

She remained silent, considering.

The doors parted with a mechanical hiss. A robed figure stepped in, calm and centered, it was the Jedi emissary.

Roanne lifted her gaze and spoke up.

"You are welcome Jedi. All those who deny the sith usurper and who acknowledges my right to the Imperial throne are welcome to negotiate."