After a minor commotion had died down and the misunderstanding had been cleared up, Master Yoda and Jedi Master Mace Windu, the head of the Jedi Council, took a little girl on a brief tour of the Jedi Temple. Then they gathered the other ten Jedi Masters who sat on the Jedi High Council and held a summit in the Council's hall at the top of the spire inside the Jedi Temple.
Of course, this meeting had only eleven participants and no record would be kept. Rather than a meeting, it was more like a reconciliation tea party held here by the twelve masters of the Jedi High Council in the company of their distinguished young guest.
After all, in the magnificent, quiet hall atop the Council Spire, east of the five towers of the Jedi Temple and guarding the sacred central spire, the twelve Council members were seated at their places around the golden circular emblem in the middle, chatting with a certain little girl about inconsequential matters.
To show their guest the respect she deserved, the Jedi had made an exception. In addition to the twelve seats, each reserved for one of the Council's masters—Mace Windu, the head of the Council; Yoda; Yarael Poof; Yaddle; Oppo Rancisis; Even Piell; Adi Gallia; Ki-Adi-Mundi; Plo Koon; Saesee Tiin; Depa Billaba; and Eeth Koth—they had temporarily added another seat outside the ring of golden patterns in the hall, so their distinguished and adorable young guest would have a place of her own.
After all,
even putting aside the fact that she was the head of state of a country, the mere fact that she could effortlessly defeat more than a dozen Jedi Knights and Jedi Masters with the Force was enough to earn their basic respect.
"..."
(￣~￣) Nom!
However, little