This one features the most resilient of all Imperial officers, and possibly the greatest Star Destroyer captain known to the fandom-though he doesn't have a Star Destroyer yet here. Written with AndrewJTalon's permission.
by lord Martiya
Year 2 of the Empire: Tarkin confronts an officer and gentleman
"Captain Pellaeon reporting for duty, sir." the veteran former Judicial said as he entered the office of Wilhuff Tarkin, the Moff having requested his ship for the fleet supporting the impending negotiations with the Mon Calamari.
"Please take a seat, captain." the Moff replied. "Now, you brought the Leveler in multiple battles during the war, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"Did you, in any occasion, hit your head?"
"Er... No, sir."
"Funny, your choices in marriage speak of uncharacteristic madness."
That, Pellaeon had not expected. Not from Tarkin, he was reputed to not care much for those things: "Sir, I assure you, my wife may be Mirialan, but-"
"Biologically Mirialans are nothing but humans with biological adaptations to the environment on Mirial. They may look funny, but as long as they can generate fertile offspring with so-called baseline humans I don't see reason to discriminate. And even then, I wouldn't care even if she was Grievous' daughter, and I assure you my vivid imagination is already punishing me for this, as long as you don't bring your kinks on your workplace. Point is, Grievous' daughter was not a Jedi imprisoned and awaiting trial for terrorism, mass murder, and high treason that we lost track of during Operation Knightfall."
"Oh."
"Oh indeed. Why, exactly, when you somehow found Barriss Offee, you married her rather than report her?"
"Sir... I can't explain, not logically. She was just lost, and, well, blaming herself for everything. Especially for forcing Ahsoka Tano away from Skywalker, she said she could have helped him with his marriage and maybe put him in position to make things right. After a while, after she calmed down, she even tried to turn herself in."
"And letting her would have been the smart and honorable thing to do." the Moff said as he put a shot glass, a bottle of Whyren's Reserve, and his SE-14r blaster on the table. "Now, I believe she acted lawfully ever since, aside lying on her marriage certificate. I'll now go and verify that."
As the Moff left the room, Pellaeon knew what he was being asked to do. He wasn't a drinker, not really, but if a superior officer offered some, especially such a rare one, it would impolite to refuse, so he poured a single shot, drunk it, recovered from the liquor's punch, put the blaster at his head and pulled the trigger-before realizing he was still alive.
"The smart and honorable thing, captain, but not necessarily the right one." the Moff said as he came back with a smile and a small holoprojector. "Now, let me reveal you something about the right thing. And why I'll need you to keep an eye on your future superior officers, captain-or why your wife did far less damage than she thinks. Though I'm starting to wonder how bad Skywalker was at hiding his relationship with Senator Amidala."
notes
As I said, many thanks to AndrewJTalon for letting me use his personal idea on Barriss Offee-or should we call her lady Barriss Pellaeon now? Doesn't matter. What matters, I believe, is that in the end she was a tragic villain, and deserves at least a conclusion to her tale.