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Title: I Shot the Queen
Summary: A shocking confession from a rogue Jedi reveals just how intricate Hapan politics can be.
Time: Between TPM and ROTS
Rating: PG-13
Author: SilSolo on TFN, Master Solo on
Jedi Masters of the Consortium,
Great Masters of the Consortium, I write this holo-letter to inform you that I am leaving the Hapan Jedi Order. I resign from the ranks of the Jedi Knights because the order would never approve of the actions I took to prevent further slaughter of our kind. When my name is erased from the ranks of the Jedi, I write my confessions to ensure that you delete my records with full knowledge of my actions.
First, you must know it was I who shot Chume Ta Ni'Korish. I hope the great Jedi Masters would understand that the death of one queen will ensure the survival of many persecuted innocents and that taking the blaster was my sole, logical choice.
Second, I would like for the Jedi of the Consortium to know that I had aided Ni'Korish's second daughter, Princess Galayra, in obtaining the crown. I also confess that in seating the seventeen-year-old on the throne, I have generated evidence that named the crown princess as her mother's murderer. I know the Jedi Order does not approve of my acts, but of the three daughters of Ni'Korish, only Galayra is wise enough to allow you to live. Had the eldest been given the crown, there would be no Force-sensitives in this cluster.
I also welcome the Hapan to a new era of freedom under the reign of Queen Mother Ta'a Chume. The girl we knew previously as Galayra took the powerful name when she seated herself on the throne. The Queen Mother's consort-to-be, who is none other than an old friend I had recommended to her, has convinced our new matriarch to lift the taboo on our kind on all but the capital planet.
I do not ask for pardon, but I hope the wise Jedi understand that I had committed what was unforgivable but absolutely necessary for the servants of the Force. Do as you wish with me, for I know I do not deserve life.
Sincerely,
Ta'kar
The Jedi Master's hand trembled as he read the letter to the other Jedi hidden in the cave. One rare, Hapan tear rolled down his face and he fought to keep the rest in his eyes. As a member of the Hapan Jedi Council, he could show no sign of emotion or weakness, even with the harsh blow his former apprentice had struck him. How could his own apprentice, who had been like a sweet, surrogate daughter to him, betray the Jedi Code by lying and murdering? Even worse, how could she call her actions necessity? At least Takar was honorable enough to free the Jedi of most of the blame by leaving the order.
The end.
I wasn't sure what era to put this in, so I hope you don't mind me putting the fic in this era. Most of this is based on Courtship of Princess Leia, Dark Journey, and some of the unofficial timelines.