Well here you go, my first story. Please don't judge me as a beginner, and know how imporant reviews are to me.
Disclaimer: I'm a fifteen year old girl with no money. Don't sue me, because none of this is mine. I'm just having fun.
Leia sighed to herself as she pushed the door release button for the War Council room in the New Republic headquarters. Another day, another argument. She could hear the raised voices of The Chief Advisor, High Councillor Garvirmison, Senior mister Mark Eladas and the deep tones of Admiral Ackbar, heatedly discussing some issue behind the half open door.
The politicians did not notice her, and carried on shouting. Whining burocrats, Han would call them. But Leia knew better. They all just really, really, really, cared about their political ideas. Well ok maybe sometimes they cared a little too much, but that was beside the point.
Thinking of Han, Leia blushed, and then blushed again at the thought of herself blushing. It was two weeks until their wedding, and according to Luke and Lando, about time.
Despite being the New Republic's best diplomat and most organised High Councillor, most of the details of the wedding were still undecided despite most of their friends and colleagues best efforts.
Leia turned her attention back to the War Council Room, and noticed her boss, Chief-of-State Mon Mothma sitting to one side, apparently amused by the discussion. Leia crossed the room and went to sit beside her.
"The completed Camassi affairs document is on your desk, ma'am and I'll have the Kamrallda / Serindipal write up to you by Friday." Leia told her boss and former mentor.
Mom Mothma greeted this with her mysterious smile and turned her attention back to the argument.
"I daresay, chief advisor that historical connections do not grant-"
Mr Eladas the issues at hand do not merit such a loose tone from you. I believe"
Leia turned her attention back to her boss who was studying her carefully now.
"It's the Bakura argument again, isn't it? Or that Corellian trade issue?
Mon Mothma met Leia's eyes for the first time.
"Not quite dear" she said simply.
Leia let out an exparated sigh.
"Well what else in the Nine Corellian Hells can they feel so strongly about?"
"You dear. They're argueing over who gets to take you down the isle in two weeks time."
Leia sat there, stunned. The Chief Advisor had been Bail Organas closest work colleague. Being around him filled her with memories of Alderaan.
She had worked closely with Admiral Ackbar, the renowned strategist since the beginning of the rebellion. She had always looked up to him.
Mark Eladas was her closest work confidant. They agreed on most issues and his life values and principals were as high as hers. He was also plain good fun to be around. Councillor Garvimnson had been Bail Oragana's closest personal friend. He reminded her of her adopted father.
The chief advisor had also worked for Bail Oragana, and it was through him she first heard of the rebellion.
But she would look like A Hapan circus with all of them walking her down the isle, and she knew that there was only one man for the job.
"Leia dear" Mon Mothma said, loudly, so that everyone in the room turned to look at her and Leia.
"I presume that all the arrangements for the ceremony are being finalised. Tell me, who shall be giving you away?"
Leia looked around at all the people who cared about her, but she knew, in her heart that she had only one true answer for that question.
"Luke."