Chapter 14

The ship ride didn't take long at all, and before Leia knew it, they were entering Naboo's atmosphere, coming in on the landing docks. She looked out over the cities, amazed by its beauty. Everywhere she looked, there were tall, green trees and multi-colored flowers of every kind. The city that they were landing in was surrounded by the ocean, which had pure waterfalls falling from the cliffs surrounding it. To one edge of the city was a giant meadow with large, yellow weeds erupting from the ground. There was also a beach with sand as white and radiant as the sun.

Seeing the wondrous avenues of this place made Leia wonder what had gone on between her mother and father. Somehow, she knew that she and Han would be able to find her mother's family and solve this mystery once and for all.

Once they had landed, Han and Leia grabbed what supplies they needed and headed off into the crowded streets of Naboo, while Chewy stayed on board to make sure the ship was looked after correctly.

On the streets of Naboo, where Leia and Han walked, there were many side stores filled with various goodies – there were fruits, necklaces made from materials from wood to silver, fish stands, and many others. Leia stopped and looked at a stand that was selling carefully knitted fabrics of bright, tropical colors. She carefully examined one piece that was a teal blue, closely modeling that of the sea. She looked at the saleswoman, an old lady with brown, wrinkling skin and asked, "How much is this?"

The woman smiled. "For you, my dear, nothing."

Leia was astonished and for a moment could not speak. "Oh no, I must pay you. How much?"

The lady pushed the cloth toward Leia. "It is free of charge to woman closely resembling that of best queen. Take it."

Leia looked at the fabric being forced into her hands. She still was unsure about taking it without so much as paying.

Han leaned down and whispered in her. "Just take it, sweetheart. This woman is not going to budge. If you refuse it any longer, you'll be disrespectful."

Leia looked at the woman one last time, and when the woman gave her a smile and shooed with her hands, Leia smiled and turned away saying, "Thank you very much."

Just as she was walking away, Leia stopped suddenly, a question burning in her mind. But when she turned to ask the woman, she was already busy with another customer. Already feeling guilty from taking the fabric, Leia did not wish to impose her presence any longer. Hanging her head, Leia continued walking away.

"What was that for?" questioned Han.

"I was just going to ask her what queen she was referring to," Leia responded with a sad smile.

"Well, just be thankful that you bear resemblance to that queen." He gestured toward the fabric. "It's already paid off once, so maybe it'll come in handy again."

Leia could only nod her head as she fingered the fabric absentmindedly.

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After a busy day of sightseeing, Leia and Han went to the house that they had rented a room in for the time that they would be staying. Since they had had a long trip and had visited many monumental places that day, Leia wanted to start the search for her parents tomorrow. After all, what good could they do with tired legs and empty stomachs in the evening, when the day was ending?

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"The Emperor is dead."

All heads in the room shot up to see the speaker of that statement, Lord Vader. A few hushed whispers swept about the room.

"Silence!" bellowed Vader. He turned his attention to Commander Vitti and ordered him over. "Commander."

"Yes, Lord Vader?" he said shakily. Dealing with Vader was always an unpredictable situation.

"Prepare the necessary arrangements in order to get this information to the rest of the galaxy. I want it on very news program and in every paper." He paused. "However, only make it that one line, "The Emperor is Dead." After that, make a full-length story about my new rule of power and instatement as the new Emperor and my son as Lord Montrus, my second in command. Everything will still be the same, and there are no new laws; stop any panic from ensuing from this situation."

"Yes, Milord. It will be done."

"Good." Then Vader turned from the room and left to go speak with his son.

Vader found Darth Montrus meditating in his room. Upon entering the room, Vader said, "The Emperor has died, my son. Our rule is now."

Immediately Montrus opened his eyes and looked at his father, all meditation forgotten. "Is it really as you say?"

Vader nodded.

"Then am I…?"

"Yes, you are now Lord Montrus and I, Emperor Vader"

"Lord Montrus…" he repeated. Then he smirked devilishly. "I like the sound of that."

A/N: Wow… I just updated… isn't it grand?

Yea, I know it took me awhile, and I am so sorry! This story is giving me major writers block. I know what I want to happen, but it's just taking me awhile to get there and the journey is perilous.

Anyway, hope you likey-ed and leave me a little something to remember you by.

Much love, with a little bit of hate for fun,

E. Ll