Ten years pass before I see the Jedi I've come to know again. It was hard getting used to the swing of things once again, with me being used to being on a ship, but it became easier. Padmé was the only one who knew of me missing the Jedi.

Once Padmé's two terms as Queen of Naboo were up, Queen Jamillia asked Padmé to be the Senator. The people love Padmé, and being the wise, kind leader she always has been, she accepted. She requested me to be her ongoing handmaiden and bodyguard, despite me being closer to Queen Jamillia in age than Padmé. The former Queen became Naboo's representative in the Senate even though she had served enough years to retire from politics.

I joined Padmé during every meeting, every trip, and we became closer friends over the ten years. I wasn't her only helper. Sabé and Eirtaé stayed on with her as well. We were also joined by Dormé and Cordé, Cordé taking Sabé's place as Padmé's decoy. We all got along well, though they often wondered why I continued to stay on and serve as a handmaiden at the age of 30 while they're roughly 24.

The answer to that would be because I have nothing to do back on Naboo. I had an older brother who passed while serving as a palace guard and parents who passed peacefully to old age. Sure, I can settle down and have a family, but with whom? There is no one I care for like that. Being a handmaiden to Padmé is all I've ever really known.

Now Padmé is being called to Coruscant to vote on the Millitary Creation Act. Captain Typho, the senator's new head of security, is worried that there will be danger when returning, and I agree with him. That is the only reason why Padmé dressed in pilot's clothing and flew a fighter, though her piloting skills are slightly questionable.

Cordé is dressed as the senator and riding in her ship with Versé, another handmaiden. Captain Typho and myself are flying fighters along side Padmé all the way to Coruscant in Naboo Fighters.

We encountered no issues on the way to the capitol and parked on the landing platform. Dignitaries wait to welcome the Senator. Typho, Padmé, and I climb out of the ships as the ramp lowers from the Royal Starship.

"We made it," Captain Typho points out to Padmé and I, the former still wearing her helmet. "I guess I was wrong, there was no danger at all."

As Cordé, Versé, troops, and guards reach the foot of the ramp, a huge explosion erupts. We get blown back by the force of it, landing hard on our backs. Alarms blare as Padmé runs over to Cordé, who lies on the ground, and takes off her helmet. My head pounds loudly having hit the deck, but I stand and check on Versé. She's scarred, yet I check her pulse anyway, a tear escaping as I feel nothing.

I hear Senator Amidala yell in despair, and I pick my head up, going over to her. "Milady, you're still in danger here," I tell her quietly. But she doesn't respond, still gazing down at our fallen friend. I shake that thought out of my mind.

Typho and I are behind her as she stands. "I shouldn't have come back," she mutters.

"This vote is very important," Typho says sternly. "You did your duty. Cordé did hers. Now come." Padmé still doesn't respond. "Senator Amidala, please." She gives in and we follow Captain Typho.

The first thing Padmé did was attend a meeting with the Senate. Padmé moved her platform forward. "My noble colleagues," she addresses. "Less than an hour ago, an assassination attempt was made against my life. One of my bodyguard's and six others were ruthlessly and senselessly murdered." My heart clenches at the thought of Cordé and Versé and the determination in Padmé's voice. "I was the target, but more importantly the security measure before you was the target.

"I have led the opposition to building this army, and someone will stop at nothing to assure it's passage. Wake up, senators, you must wake up! If you offer the separatists violence, they can only show violence in return. Many will lose their lives, all will lose their freedom. I pray you will not let fear push you into disaster. Vote down this security measure which is nothing less than a declaration of war. Does anyone here want that? I cannot believe they do."

Cries of both outrage and support could be heard. "Order! Order!" Aks Moe calls.

A few moments of silence pass before we hear the announcement. "Due to the lateness of the hour and the seriousness of this motion, we will take up these matters tomorrow," Chancellor Palpatine announces. "Until then, the Senate is adjourned."

Padmé is then called to see the Chancellor, with Jar Jar, Dormé, who had arrived earlier on Coruscant than we had, and a few senators, including Bail Organa, all making up the loyalist committee.

The Jedi and the Chancellor stand as the group walks in. Master Yoda walks forward, looking at Padmé. "Senator Amidala," the master greets. "Your tragedy on the landing platform, terrible. Seeing you alive brings warm feeling to my heart."

"Do you have an idea who was behind this attack?" she asks.

Mace Windu is the one who answers. "Our intelligence points to the disgruntled spice miners on the moons of Naboo," he tells her, walking over.

"I think that Count Dooku was behind it," Padmé states. Dormé and I remain passive as the Jedi in the room look slightly surprised at her accusation, even though we are just now hearing of her thoughts on this. Count Dooku, the leader of the Separatists, enemy number one of the Republic, possibly behind the attack on Senator Amidala?

"He is a political idealist, not a murderer," Master Ki-Adi-Mundi cuts in.

"You know, milady, Count Dooku was once a Jedi. He couldn't assassinate anyone. It's not in his character," Mace Windu points out.

Senator Amidala doesn't reply. "But we're certain, Senator, in grave danger you are," Yoda says.

"Master Jedi," Palpatine's voice rings out from his place at the window. "May I suggest that the Senator be placed under the protection of your graces."

"Do you really think that's a wise decision under these stressful times?" Bail Organa asks the Chancellor.

"Chancellor, if I may comment, I do not believe-" Padmé is cut off by the Chancellor.

"'The situation is that serious.' No, but I do, Senator," Palpatine tells her while making his way over. The Jedi in the room gaze at the Chancellor, particularly Yoda. "I realize all too well that that additional security might be disruptive for you, but perhaps someone you are familiar with. An old friend like Master Kenobi." I try not to stiffen at the mention of the Jedi whom I have not seen in a decade.

"That's possible," Mace Windu says. "He's just returned from a border dispute on Ansion."

"Do it for me, milady, please," the Chancellor pleads. "The thought of losing you is unbearable."

"I will have Obi-Wan report to you immediately," Windu assures the Senator before he bows to her.

"Thank you, Master Windu," Padmé says, before the Jedi leave the room.