Corden's Storyline: The Missing Mandalorian

Operative Nyx Reporting

It has been a month and no one knows where or what my husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), is up to. All I know is I can't eat, sleep, or function. I have been a shell of a person wandering the halls of his dreadnaught. It is a large ship, 10,000 in crew alone.  We have several friends that have joined our cause, Boss (@RC_Boss) is one of them.  I support my husband 100%, but now in the final trimester of my pregnancy, he was no where to be found. I felt so lost, scared, and ultimately alone. I have been keeping to myself, as I fear that my presence tends to bring down the other crew when they see me.  I ventured out of our quarters occasionally for food or tending to my secretarial duties, but nothing more. Corden meant the world to me, and although I know I am safe here on his ship, a part of me was taken away when he left. I don't know if he realized that. I don't know if he even cared.

What was he running from? Was it me? What was so important that he could not talk to me about it? Was he afraid I would not understand? Was he afraid I would not support his decisions? With a heavy heart, I am signing off.