"Ummm… hi, I'm Nikana Reklawyks…"
"Cassiopeia Piquelle."
"Lacessa Nalace."
"I'm Émélie Jeune. And, no offense, but aren't you a little young to be an ambassador?"
Nikana stiffened. This was her first time meeting the other ambassadors, and they all appeared to be much older than her. Émélie was right, she was a little young. But she was more than competent. "I've been doing political stuff since I was little. I'm plenty capable."
Émélie sniffed. "I certainly hope so."
An awkward silence settled about the group. It seemed no one wanted to be first to talk. They remained that way for a moment, until Lacessa decided to break the tension.
"Are we just going to stand here, or are we going to get on the ship?" She pointed in the direction of the large space cruiser that was being prepped for takeoff.
The other girls murmured their agreement, and they walked silently to the ship.
Journal of the princess Nikana Reklawyks of Ajané
Day 1
Today was mostly uneventful. I got to meet the other ambassadors though; they don't seem to like me very much. Other than that, we mostly just did our own things. It turns out Lacessa is a decent pilot, and she said it should take a couple of days to get to Coruscant. I'm probably going to start a new book tomorrow. I wonder if any of the other girls like to read…
Nikana was awoken the next morning by the sound of pots clanging in the kitchen. She reluctantly dragged herself out of bed to see that Cassiopeia was already up and making breakfast.
"Good morning," the older girl greeted her cheerfully – too cheerfully for that early in the morning. "I made pancakes, and fruit in the fridge. Oh, and I made caf, too."
That's why she's so cheerful, thought Nikana. She's had too much caf. She took a pancake, and was about to start eating when Lacessa walked in, rubbing her eyes.
"I would let Émélie sleep if I were you," she advised. "I tried to tell her we were having breakfast, and she threw a pillow at her head. She said she's very crabby if she doesn't get enough sleep."
They ate in silence for a few moments until Nikana had an idea. "Since we're going to be working together, shouldn't we get to know each other better?" she suggested. "Although, we should probably wait for Émélie."
"No need, I'm here." Émélie sauntered into the room, still in her pajamas. "So, what are we doing that you needed to wait for me for?"
"Nikana thinks we should get to know each better, since we're going to be working together. So, hi, I'm Cassiopeia Piqulle, I'm fourteen, I love to cook…"
"I'm Lacessa Nalace. I'm sixteen, and I love flying. I have my own ship at home, so I get a lot of practice, too."
"So that's why we didn't need to hire a pilot," guessed Nikana.
"Yep. I even have my pilot's license."
They sat in silence again until Émélie decided to speak up. "So, I'm Émélie Jeune, but you already know that. I'm fifteen, I love to read, and I get really crabby in the mornings. But you already know that, too." She glared at Lacessa, still annoyed at being woken up.
Nikana cleared her throat, interrupting their silent battle. "If you two are all done attempting to murder each other with your eyes, then I can introduce myself. Although, I'm not sure what I can say that you guys don't already know."
Émélie rolled her eyes. "Just say it. The rest of us had to."
Nikana suddenly seemed anxious. "Alright… so, I'm Nikana Reklawyks, I'm twelve –"
"Hang on. You're only twelve?" Lacessa interjected. "I always thought you were much older."
Nikana smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, I get that a lot. But yes, I am only twelve. And I'm going to go read my new book now. Let me know if we're in mortal danger, 'kay?" She sauntered off to her room, leaving the other girls to wonder what the princess was hiding.
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