"You may fire when ready."
Tarkin's words echoed in Leia's ears. Her home, her beautiful Alderaan, had been destroyed. Blown to bits. Her poor mother and father—gone forever. As she sat in her cell, she bravely blinked back tears. She didn't want to appear vulnerable.
Leia closed her eyes and sighed. She knew no one was watching, and let the tears fall. Alderaan was a peaceful planet, they had no weapons there. The people did not deserve to die. The worst part was, it was at her hand. If only she had told Tarkin where the Rebel base was…but then that would make the Princess a traitor. It was best she stood by her morals.
Princess. The word sounded strange to her now. Alderaan was gone; what was she a princess of, now that it wasn't there? She wiped her eyes, trying to sleep and forget the horrible moments that had just occurred. She exhaled deeply, and suddenly the door opened.
Leia sat up, and cattily snapped, "Aren't you a little short for a Stormtrooper?"