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"Serenity." Baze bowed low. "We are unworthy to beg a boon of your benevolence, yet we know your heart is great, and we hope you will attend to us."
"We will always attend to our valiant nohecharei," said Her Imperial Serenity, Organa IV. "What is it you seek?"
"We ask to be released from your service," Baze said.
Baze had been a soldier for four decades, and had been her first nohecharis since she ascended the throne. "Where will you go?"
"It is our desire to accompany Chirrut Maza into his retirement."
Something about the way he phrased that almost betrayed emotion in his rugged face. Almost, but not quite. "Chirrut Maza has not tendered his resignation."
"Serenity. Someone with such a disability would be entirely unsuitable as a nohecharis."
"As a soldier, perhaps. As a maza? Chirrut has always used all of his senses--and his meditation--to guard me. If he considers himself unable to serve, I would hear that from his own mouth."
"Thank you." Baze prostrated himself again. "I will--inform him."
Firsts spent all their time together, Leia supposed. There was so much she didn't know about her nohecharei. But she could not afford the luxury of stale traditions. They needed change, and if a blind maza and a girl empress were what it took to provide that, well, the rest of the Empire would just have to keep up.

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