"Tave iyutrekyr iv Zia"

[Caffeline]

An old-style flimsi book wrapped in leather and secured with an old but serviceable genetic lock. Kaasian make, but the writing inside seems nonsensical; at least until a key is discovered on the inside cover.

Rhûine summoned me to the estate a few days ago. Unfortunately shuttles to Korriban and Kaas do not need permission to take, so I felt obliged to obey. I couldn't think of a reason to refuse again; not without having to ask advice from an Overseer. An easy way to invite ridicule and investigation. I want to put that life as far behind me as possible but it still snares at my ankles to pull me back.

To think that I once hoped to serve that family in the same vein as my parents... My skin crawls in disgust at that thought now.

The patriarch saw fit to remind me that I owe everything I am as a potential Sith to him, because it was 'his' decision to release me to Korriban, thereby making all my success thereafter his rightful due.

As if I didn't know it is Imperial Law that forced his hand.

The insufferable hutt-swill.

He actually expects me to continue to serve him as his family's personal Sith. He intends the Rhûine Family to claw back notice in Kaas political circles by having me serve their interests. I laughed until I realised he was serious. It did not take much for him to hold my parents' service and lives hostage until I lied my agreement. His arrogance rivals that of a fully fledged Sith, yet has less foundation than a daydream.

I will not. I will break from the future Rhûine sees for me. They released me to Korriban on the assumption that I would continue to be an asset to their plans. I will break the teeth in their smug smiles. I will forge my own name and walk my own path, rather than be shackled to their nauseating bluster any longer.

Poor fool assumes he cannot be lied to by his servants. If one can lie for you, they can lie to you. He forgets this. He would not survive a week on Korriban himself.

However... it did drive home a point I have been avoiding. Trying to use my parents as leverage means he thinks he has perceived a weakness. If it happens once, it will happen again. Leverage is not a weakness I can afford. If he can use them, so will others, in time.

A weakness such as this cannot continue.

I met with them before I left. They did not know me. I have evolved into something they do not recognise. Their daughter's veneer is simply a chrysalis for something beyond their comprehension. They refuse to leave Rhûine's service despite my efforts: proud and content with their meagre lives serving a withered House. Seeing them again... I am disgusted by how Rhûine thinks I am so easily handled through their welfare.

Can I do it? Can I extinguish their lives to set my own free? 

I do not have the power yet. 

But I will.