Maketh Tua was a very troubled woman. Among one of these troubles was the fact that she had been forced to fake her own death. She looked at the courtyard if the Lotholian castle that had become her new home. Despite the reason for her being there, the castle itself was quite nice. It was filled with white roses and an entire personal library. It was filled with servants that would follow her every whim. She was surprised to find such luxury in what was supposed to be her prison.
"Why am I here? Why must I pretend to be dead?"
"You never really had to do anything," replied Sidius, "Yet, it is in both the best interest of the empire and you that you be dead to the public. Since I am a kind lord, I shall explain to you your situation. You have great power, but you can't really use it unless it is to the benefit of others. For this reason, I keep you alive. You can do most whatever you want. If I were you, I would take advantage of this."
"In that case," replied Maketh, "I want to make a trade. I want to create a doll, but I need your help to do it. Once I am finished with it, you can have it."
An evil grin unfolded from the fair face of Palpatine.
"I'm listening."
Ezra was extremely upset. This was his first time revisiting Lothal in a while, and he planned on seeing his tower, but due to construction in the area, he was denied this opportunity. Whatever, this was not a real problem. They were on the planet because of Ezra's visions, which told of his mother and father still being alive. Most people would write this of as wishful thinking, denial, or PTSD, but Ezra was a padawan, so they assumed that this was a sign. However, some wishful thinking did contribute to this decision. Whatever it was, Ezra sensed without the need of the force that everything was about to change.