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“I thought it would teach her something about human nature,” Han replied. “I didn’t expect her to actually sit down and play it with three little—”

“They’re not using actual credits,” Leia reminded him.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“And she’s winning.”

Han brightened slightly as they slowed and emerged from hyperspace, the stars slowing and finally becoming stationary. The yellow-brown orb of Coruscant, glittering with lights that never went out, appeared before them.

“Home, and none too soon,” Han said.

Leia leaned over to touch the communications array, using her proximity to her husband to steal a quick kiss. “Not quite yet,” she said. “There are a few people we need to talk to first.”

Han sighed. From behind them he heard, “No, no, Mistress Amelia, you don’t want to put that card down!” in a distinctively fussy voice, and Han grimaced.

“Threepio, what have I told you about commenting on someone’s hand?” Han called. R2-D2 tweedled something that sounded like I told you so.

“Well, Captain Solo, I know you don’t wish my advice or calculations when you indulge in games of chance,” came 3PO’s voice. “But as one of my duties is assisting with Mistress Amelia’s education, I thought it incumbent upon me to—”

“Well, it’s not, so don’t.”

“Oh. As you wish, Captain. Mistress Amelia, you may indeed play the Star if you wish.”

Han winced at the comment. Leia grinned. Much as Han feigned annoyance with the golden droid—okay, sometimes it was genuine annoyance—she knew he was as fond of C-3PO as anyone. And when 3PO was fussing, all was right with the world.

Jag’s voice crackled over the comm system. “Jagged Fel.”

“Jag,” Leia said warmly, “it’s Leia and Han.”

“Oh, hey, Mom and Dad,” came their daughter’s voice.

Han and Leia exchanged surprised smiles. “Hi, honey,” Leia said. “When did you all arrive?”

“Just a couple of hours ago. Uncle Luke’s talking with the Masters, and Ben and Vestara are wandering around the Temple. Seems she wants to become a Jedi.”

“A Sith wants to become a Jedi?” Han echoed. “What’s Luke think about this?”

“Both he and I think she’s sincere,” Jaina said. “You should talk to him yourself, though.” Translation: Keep it short. I’m enjoying time alone with my fiancé.

“I will, just as soon as I’m done with your future husband. Jag, Han and I have just returned from a rather informative expedition. We’ve got some news to share with you as soon as possible.”

“I’ll be in my office first thing tomorrow morning,” Jag said. Translation: Don’t interrupt right now.

Leia couldn’t help but smile. She knew how they both felt. It was one reason she and Han, in recent years, had tried to avoid getting embroiled in adventures without each other as much as possible. “I’ll contact you then and we’ll set something up. Jaina, welcome home.”

“Thanks, Mom.” From anyone else at any other time, the sudden click would have been rude. Hearing it now from Jaina only made Leia happy.

“Home now?” asked Han.

“Luke now,” Leia said. Because Jaina had said he was in a meeting, she expected simply to leave a message, and so was surprised and pleased to hear her brother’s voice. “Luke! Jaina said you’d returned.”

“It’s good to hear from you!” Luke said. “I thought you and Han would be here when I arrived.”

“We left before you sent word and, well, we’ve been a bit busy. We’re getting ready to land shortly. When can we meet and catch up?”

“The sooner the better, and it’s all work unfortunately,” Luke said. Han scowled. “I’ve just finished up with a meeting of the Masters, and I’d like to share some of the decisions we reached. One is that the Jedi will be withdrawing from any official involvement in the government, and I’d like you to be present when Saba and I inform Treen and Dorvan. The Jedi would like Dorvan to officially become the new Chief of State of the Galactic Alliance.”

“Poor Wynn,” Leia said at once. “He’s not going to like that.”

“He won’t have to like it, he just has to accept it,” Luke said.

“He will,” Han said. “Underneath that perfectly groomed and boring exterior beats the heart of a good man.”

“I think we all