Chapter III
Han Solo frowned after he had waved at his Uncle. What was Uncle Firmus doing with Lord Vader?
Han politely shifted in order to see Luke Vader the valedictorian step up to the podium to give the speech. Han snorted no surprise there. Luke Vader had showed up out of nowhere one day. Well not exactly nowhere…Han allowed. The day before the Prince arrived there was a day long assembly explaining certain safety procedures and other such precautions that would be implemented on the arrival of the Dark Lord's son. Luke stole the academia's spotlight by receiving straight positive marks, he stole the jocks spotlight by becoming the MVP on every team he joined and with his simple refusual to join the cliques of rich and powerful children he had squashed their power for no one was higher then Luke Vader. In every way he was perfect. Luke Vader was a robot. Han chuckled softly like father like son. He quickly regained control of his thoughts. He had never met Lord Vader but had heard wonderful awe inspiring stories about him from his uncle. In fact Lord Vader was the reason Han was going to the Naval Academy. It's just that sometimes thoughts like the earlier one escaped him. Frowning again well he was just going to work on keeping his mouth shut if he was going to survive at the academy.
Jax stood at attention avidly but unobtrusively scanned the crowd while Jarren kept his eyes on Lord Vader. Lord Vader would give a silent signal to Jarren if he felt something was going wrong.
One part of Jax's brain was attentively listening to every word his young lord spoke. It was a powerful speech. Each word held enthusiasm for the future and the difference each member could and would make. He praised the class' accomplishments and told them to bear up for the struggles ahead. Jax smiled inwardly the boy was a born leader. Despite the typical valedictorian speech; He really had the audience in the palm of his hand. In fact Jax bet if Luke told everyone right there to go jump off the landing pad they probably would and gladly.
Luke Vader ended his speech to thundering applause and a standing ovation. He bowed slightly and graciously gave the podium to the dean.
Luke glanced up as he returned to his place in line. He felt his father's presence in his mind well done my son
Luke's steps were lightened his heart buoyed by the praise he had received. His features positively glowed for a second before he brought himself under control and masked his emotions. However he could not hide the joy he felt in his heart. His father thought he did a good job! He wanted to punch his fist into the air and shout for joy. But he did nothing but remain stoically standing. He was good at not fidgeting. He didn't use to be. Luke smiled sadly he had come along way from that fidgeting little boy. His father had trained it out of him. Whenever his father was working at home Luke had been forced to stand still and silently in a corner of his father's office. Receive rebukes or being banished from the office for periods of time. At the time it had seemed cruel to a little boy especially when he was banished as a punishment, for he wanted to spend time with his father but he struggled standing still. Now on the threshold of adulthood he was beginning to see the benefits of this lesson. Lord Vader did nothing without reason.