My mind ground to a halt as I carefully reread that, but it was definitely a fiancée, former since his Admiralship got himself exiled. The piano started to get on my nerves. But all the files I opened contained the same kind of music. It took me a while to get the idea of opening another folder in which I found what sounded to be traditional songs. They were difficult to understand, because if leaving syllables out to build sentences, it was even more legal to leave out bits that were supposed to be there to fit metre and rhythm. I was still trying to understand a word of it, when my pad chimed in. Time to move my sorry butt to his Admiralship. I sighed. He always pops up in the most opportune times Stepping into the dimly lit art museum did not feel as nice as before. It was setting things up for a more private meeting and didn't I want to avoid those? No, I told myself, I did not. Actually, I was desperate to get his Admiralship alone and - well. Bang my head against a bulkhead repeatedly? Bang his head against a bulkhead repeatedly! That sounded less painful for me. "And you expected translation?" Well of course "Of course I have nothing else to do in my ample spare time than to translate Chiss literature."Umm....yes you do. My mind immediately came up with the image of a bespectacled Thrawn bending over books with a look of concentration on his face and a pencil in one hand. Not giggling was difficult. Not showing amusement impossible. "I'm sorry, sir" I managed. I think someone had been watching Indiana Jones movies to much. Don't tell Thrawn that though he might take you seriously on finding relics and remake you into Lara Croft "Seven. It it nice to know you can find amusement in this." I couldn't believe he was actually still counting. "Which is the novel you will start with?" Nice, this reminds of the competition between Legolas and Gimli in LOTR "Since the more circumspect approach did not sit well with you, we will approach the subject of your pregnancy directly." Did not see that coming. What was the other approach?? Does this have to do with Fel questioning you about loving Thrawn? "Okay?" I tilted my head up to look at him, not sure what he was trying to accomplish. Not, until I felt his hands on my hips. Wow, he is definitely moving forward with the plan and throwing you off balance as well "Um." This was not what I had expected. I mean this was science fiction, artificial insemination was most certainly invented; I had been counting on that! There had never been a word, I mean, not explicitly... I had not been expecting to do this the old-fashioned way. Oh bother. I blushed violently.Dreams are definitely not the same "Don't tell me you still believe in the stork?" he asked sounding amused. I can not imagine him having a sense of humor And of course that is why you did not update and we have to wait for another week.