V’Lath was dressed in the comfortable robe and soft slippers he favored when off duty. It was a comfortably warm temperature in his quarters. He had enjoyed the fireplace in his office so much that he had one replicated and installed in his quarters and it was before it that he now sat and stared at two objects on the small table in front of him as he sipped a mug of strong Vulcan coffee. The small replica of the Kir’Shara obelisk sat to his left and before him was a small holograph of a young Vulcan woman with dark hair and fair features. He contemplated the image before him, remembering times past and emotions he had long ago put aside, or thought he had. “Pri’sai ” he intoned in barely a whisper. “I still have no definite proof, but in my heart of hearts I know that this girl is the one,” he sighed and took a sip of coffee, “And if I find definite proof, what then ? Do I tell her that the father she knew as a child and loved wasn’t actually her father, that her mother once loved another man and she is that man’s daughter ? What do I do, Pri’sai, what do I do ?” V’Lath stroked his beard and ran a hand across his brow, he knew it was completely illogical to speak to a hologram, but it helped him to focus and he felt at times that that the spirit of the woman he once loved spoke to him in his dreams or as he meditated. He hoped she would speak to him now as he had hard decisions to make. He stared into the flickering flames and found no answers.
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