**Chapter 679: Threads of Destiny**
**Scene 1**
**Jedi Temple, Council Chamber**
**Shin POV**
The Council Chamber felt smaller than usual, filled with a mix of familiar and concerned faces. Dagon stood at the center, arms crossed, outlining his plan to slip into the Banking Clan's affairs and deal with Rush Clovis personally.
"Absolutely not," Aayla said angrily, her blue lekku twitching with frustration.
"What? Why?" Dagon replied, genuinely surprised. "It's the easiest way. I slip in and slip out, and no one is the wiser."
"Dagon, you are Grand Master of the Jedi Order and Supreme Commander of the Republic," Aayla shot back. "You can't just act like a lone warrior anymore. And don't say 'Jedi of old led frontal attacks destroying entire armies' because you are no longer just a Jedi Grand Master."
"Avoiding the obvious moral implications of your new Wrath modes or Shield modes — whatever you call it — we obviously can't just send you. We don't even know what we are looking for," Zhou Wren added, his voice calm but firm.
"Perhaps Senator Amidala can handle it," Shin suggested. "Records show she and Clovis used to have history when he was just a senator for Scipio."
"He did what? When?" Anakin's hologram suddenly blurted out, looking flustered. Internally, he was clearly wondering why Padmé had never told him.
"Fine. I will talk to Senator Amidala," Dagon said with a sigh. "She owes me the favor of saving her world from poison."
**Scene 2**
**Jedi Temple, Council Chamber**
**Force Bond Conversation**
**Dagon POV**
*Just try not to seduce her,* Shin sent through the bond, her mental voice laced with playful warning. *He doesn't look like a good fit for a harem.*
*I thought the harem was completed,* Dagon replied mentally, trying to keep a straight face while the others continued discussing logistics.
*Well, I just read up on some Jedi Lords who had rather large harems,* Shin continued, her tone turning sultry. *And while it seems either intentional or not, the Force does seem to want you to have a lot of girls. So we should at least get who we want.*
*What are you insane? How is that supposed to work? True, you can handle all of us in bed and still have leftover, but…* Aayla interjected, her mental voice a mix of amusement and disbelief.
*Relax. Who exactly will I run into to make a bond?* Dagon sent back, shaking his head as he walked out of the chamber.
The Force, apparently, had other ideas.
As Dagon turned a corner in the hallway, he collided directly with Jedi Tiplar and Tiplee. The twins had been walking side by side, deep in conversation, when the impact sent them tumbling.
Tiplar landed crotch-first on Dagon's face, her robes riding up in the chaos. Tiplee landed directly on Dagon's lap, her hips pressing firmly against his crotch.
For a split second, everything froze.
"Oh!" Tiplar gasped, her face turning a deep shade of blue as she scrambled to get off him.
"I'm so sorry!" Tiplee exclaimed, her own cheeks flushing as she pushed herself up, only to realize her position was equally compromising.
Dagon lay on the floor for a moment, blinking up at the ceiling. "Well… that happened."
**Scene 3**
**Jedi Temple Hallway**
**Shin POV (via Force Bond)**
Shin watched the entire scene unfold through the bond, her eyes widening in disbelief. She quickly turned to Aayla, who was standing nearby with a stunned expression.
"Still think the Force isn't doing this on purpose?" Shin whispered, barely able to contain her laughter.
Aayla's lekku twitched. "I… I don't even know what to say anymore."
Through the bond, they could feel Dagon's mix of embarrassment and reluctant amusement, along with the sudden flustered emotions radiating from both Tiplar and Tiplee.
Dagon helped the twins to their feet, all three of them blushing shades of red and blue. "I apologize. I wasn't watching where I was going."
"No, it was our fault," Tiplar said quickly, adjusting her robes. "We were distracted."
Tiplee nodded, still clearly flustered. "Yes. Very distracted."
Shin couldn't help but send a teasing thought to Dagon. *Three Zeltrons weren't enough? Now the Force is throwing Mikkian twins at you?*
Dagon's mental groan echoed back. *I swear, if this keeps up, I'm going to need a bigger bed.*
The girls in the chamber burst into quiet laughter, the tension of the earlier meeting momentarily forgotten.