From Scratch
Chapter 5
Tenel Ka sat still as Jana twisted and pulled her hair into a high pile on the top of her head. The russet strands fell to her shoulders and in soft waves to the middle of her back as the aid attached the solid hair piece to keep it in place. She silken tresses shone under the harsh light of the room. Even the flickering glow rods in the corner didn't shame the color. Her hair seemed to have a life of its own as Jana added the finish touch. A crown of Galinore jems. "Your hair is lovely, your Highness," Jana told her softly, still subdued from her incarceration.
That suited Tenel Ka just fine; it gave her more time to mentally prepare for seeing Jacen again. She'd spent most of her day out walking, trying to regain her inner balance after seeing him, all of him, so unexpectedly. The sight had done something funny to her insides and knocked her carefully controlled emotions out of sync. She didn't like it. Whatever it was, whatever the control that he had over her body, she couldn't allow it to continue. She refused to give him that, especially when it was her control that she prized most.
Jana finally stepped back, "Do you need me for anything else, your Majesty?"
"We require your assistance with our gown."
"As you wish." Jana crossed to the bed to collect the gown Tenel Ka had chosen. The Queen Mother hated to ask for help, but some of the clothing she wore was beyond even her abilities to fasten.
Tenel Ka stood and shrugged out of her robe before she stepped into the black shimmer-silk. Backless, the gown connected only at her waist and neck, but the fasteners were buckles and without a mirror, she'd never have gotten them closed. The dress was slim, tailored specifically for her and fit like a glove. The top was tight, emphasizing her muscular shoulders and back, almost defining the ridges in her abdomen. The skirt fell in a straight line from her waist to her feet, slashed up both sides to allow free movement and revealed her long, tanned legs in glimpses of bronzed flesh. Her half boots tied up the sides and clicked as she turned in place. Lastly, a half belt, staring from her sides and meeting in the front, was done up. An additional loop had been added specifically for her lightsaber and she clipped it on. Her status as a Jedi Knight allowed her to wear the weapon almost anywhere, and it was something she used at every opportunity. Tenel Ka didn't like going anywhere without a weapon, even if she didn't really need one.
She examined herself in the mirror as Jana stood on tip-toe to fasten the throat buckle, the gleaming silver piece being hidden by her hair. Tenel Ka waited until Jana stood back and then nodded once. "It is acceptable."
"You look stunning, your Highness."
Tenel Ka gave no indication she'd heard her aid's words. "We will return when we are finished."
"I really wish you'd take an escort, your Majesty," Jana said suddenly, the only protest she'd voiced all day, "It's not right for the Queen Mother to travel alone, without an aid or security guard."
"We do not need a chaperone."
Jana blanched, backing away two steps, "I- I'm sorry, your Highness, I meant no disrespect. I didn't mean to imply..."
Tenel Ka turned on her heel to face Jana, her face impassive. "You presume to lie to us. We know your thoughts. Do not insult us."
Jana dropped to her knees in a rare form of penance. "I beg your forgiveness, please don't lock me in the brig again!"
"We are not that unimaginative."
Jana froze, terrified to look at her monarch.
"You will return to the Dragon's Fury this night. We will conduct our business without your interference."
"Please your Majesty, no!" Jana looked up, horrified. Her monarch in charge of her own schedule? What a disaster!
"We have spoken." Tenel Ka's words cracked like a whip though they were delivered without expression. The aid didn't move as Tenel Ka swept past her and out the door. She pulled a black cape from a peg by the door and let it close. That had felt good. Jana would no longer interfere with what Tenel Ka thought of as a private matter. Choosing a consort was not something one needed guidance in, simply time. She threw the cape about her shoulders as she walked through the ship, pulling the hood carefully over her hair. The common room was empty, the security personnel already at the banquet hall and in place for the celebration. She stepped out of the ship and across the hangar, her strides as long as the gown would allow. Which meant she didn't have to mince her steps. Thank the Force for small favors.
She stepped out of the hanger to see the speeder that was waiting for her and walked to it quickly. She wasn't looking forward to this celebration, not that she ever looked forward to a social occasion. She was a woman of action, not etiquette and her manners, though much improved, tended to be ruined by her bluntness. Most diplomats didn't appreciate her approach to politics. She settled herself in the speeder and sank down in the plush seat. The trip passed quickly, too quickly, in Tenel Ka's opinion. Her peace of mind had been restored, but for how long? She spent her time in the speeder shoring up her mental shields and pushing certain memories of that morning behind them. The last thing she needed was to have a reply of finding Jacen in his bed that morning when she spoke to him. She'd never be able to speak coherently if she did.
The newly created legislature building was impressive. The 5 story building, 3 above ground, 2 below, housed the government for the New Republic. Built to match the surrounding, sweeping structures, it was an impressive, open building. Speeders buzzed around the building, dropping off dignitaries and diplomats, heroes and commoners. The first two levels were open for the people of little social stature. The roof landing pad was where the speeder headed; the drop off for visiting monarchs and others of similar power. The speeder sat down with barely a bump on the landing pad and Tenel Ka stood. A gentleman extended a hand to her, and she accepted it as she stepped down from the speeder.
Tenel Ka made sure she was well away from the speeder before she reached up and removed her hood. The crown on her head sparkled in the light and the aid bowed to her before she stepped away again. Someone cleared their throat to her left, and she turned leisurely to look. She paused. Jacen stood in the shadows, watching her. Dressed in military pants with crisp seems and precisely polished boots, he seemed to have made his attire choice for tonight's occasion. A military jacket was slung over one shoulder, the tight black undershirt leaving little to the imagination. Not that she needed it. She'd memorized his chest on many occasions. Tenel Ka allowed her gaze to finally meet his eyes, and she idly wondered if she'd ever seen him look more dashing. He certainly had the stature and presence to carry his rank, not to mention the formal uniform looked good on him.
He stepped towards her, pulling his hand from behind his back as he did. Her face remained impassive but her heart accelerated as he extended a flower towards her. She met his eyes in question and he stepped closer. "See something you like?" he asked softly with a half-smile.
Her eyes widened fractionally but he bowed to her and said more loudly, "A thank you, your Majesty." His words were for the benefit of the audience they'd acquired. Several diplomats and aids had taken an interest in their silent by-play and were watching eagerly for the next move.
Tenel Ka accepted the flower, noticing the slight blue and purple tint to its still blooming petals. She nodded once, graciously. "We thank you, General Solo. It is lovely."
Jacen looked at her, "May I?" he asked, motioning to her hair.
She almost told him no, but something stopped her. She didn't normally wear flowers in her hair, yet this one would contrast beautifully with her coloring. She offered him the flower and he quickly broke the stem, sliding it into her hair above her left ear. "You look lovely, Tenel Ka," he murmured before he stepped back. "May I escort you to the banquet your Highness?" he requested formally.
That was a bad idea, she found herself thinking, yet there was no one else she'd rather go with. And arriving alone in her speeder had been enough to signal she wasn't with anyone. Decisively she placed her hand on his proffered arm. "You may."
Jacen led her away from their audience towards the turbo-lifts on the far side of the landing pad. They were silent, a striking couple that drew everyone's gaze as they walked towards the lifts. They paused, Jacen hitting the call button before he gently removed her hand. "Sorry, I should do this before we go inside."
Tenel Ka watched as he pulled the jacket on. His chest muscles flexed as he slid into first one arm then the other. She knew she was staring, but couldn't seem to help herself. "Again I have to ask, do you see something you like?" his tone was casual as he concentrated on lining the buttons up right. He could feel her gaze on him and it was making him distinctly uncomfortable. Thankfully Vergere's lessons in control allowed him to hide it. Just like Tenel Ka's personal control allowed her to hide her own discomfiture.
"Fact."
He looked up, startled by her soft word. "You do?"
She nodded once. "Yes."
He grinned, doing the last button up at his collar and tilting his head rakishly. "Do I look the part?" She simply looked at him, saying nothing, and Jacen chuckled. "Relax, your Highness, there's nobody around. They took the closer lifts."
She glanced over her shoulder before looking back at him. "You are very handsome tonight, Jacen."
He slid a hand under her elbow, escorting her into the lift as the doors opened. "Such flattery. Thank you, Tenel Ka."
She caught the glimmer of silver on his hip now that he was wearing the jacket again. "You chose to wear your lightsaber."
"So did you," he grinned. "We are Jedi Knights, regardless of our other titles. I'd say it's almost expected."
"Fact."
Jacen looked down at her, silently wishing she'd lose the cloak as the doors closed behind them and he hit the button for the bottom floor. Her gown, from what he'd been able to glimpse, looked promising.
"What?"
"Just admiring the view like you did with me on the landing pad."
"We did not."
He sighed. Oh yeah, this was supposed to be formal. "Sorry," he murmured softly, "I'll save the jokes for when you wake me up early in my bedroom."
She rounded on him, her gray eyes hard. "If you persist, we will have nothing more to do with you this night."
"Fine by me, I didn't sign on to escort the whole Royal family, just the Queen Mother." Her lips thinned and he held his hands up in surrender. "I'm sorry, I'll stop. I really want to spend time with you tonight, Tenel Ka."
"You will behave." She told him pointedly.
He nodded. "Knight's honor. I'll be on my best behavior."
She nodded once before facing back forward. The lift doors opened and Jacen escorted her into the banquet hall, silently vowing to keep his promise. He had to stay at her side until everything was in place and the time was right. After tonight she was going to see that he was the only man for her, or she'd have killed him. Either way it was going to be an interesting night.
Tenel Ka shrugged out of her cloak, taking silent pride in the way Jacen's eyes widened in shock, and his jaw dropped. He'd obviously not expected her to wear something so daring. Why did his opinion matter so much anyway? She shook off the thought and handed her cloak to the coat check droid. The lightsaber gleamed on her hip in plain view as she took Jacen's arm again and he led her into the milling crowd. For the next hour they mingled, Tenel Ka talking to every dignitary she could find and doing her royal duty to exchange at least a few words with each. Jacen remained stoically at her side, looking disapprovingly at any male who allowed his gaze to linger too long on her. A part of her took offense to his protectiveness; she could take care of herself. Yet another part of her found it flattering he would show such a public interest. However, if she wanted to find a consort, it would have to stop. Once tonight was over, she'd insist he leave her be so she could find someone better suited to the position.
Jacen watched Tenel Ka work the room, amazed at the poised young woman with the manners of Royalty. She managed to curb her bluntness, though not by much, and though she never smiled or laughed, every group she left had an air of satisfaction. Her grave expression certainly didn't faze any of the dignitaries, but encourage them that they were being taken seriously. They'd already greeted the Chief of State, though they'd only exchanged a few words, and Jacen was glad he wasn't supposed to speak. Tenel Ka could handle herself, he was simply window dressing.
"Jacen!"
He looked up, "Wedge!"
Wedge Antilles, dressed in his formal uniform, approached them with a smile. His face was creased and lined from years in the service, but his smile was easy. A very non-descript man, he didn't tend to stick out in a crowd. "Glad to see you made it, Jace."
Jacen clasped the older man's arm with a smile, shaking his hand firmly. "Good to see you too, Wedge. You know Tenel Ka, Queen Mother of the Hapes consortium?"
Wedge bowed formally. "Queen Mother. We meet again."
"General Antilles." She inclined her head fractionally. "We are pleased to meet one so decorated, yet again."
Wedge grinned. "How did you get stuck with this joker as an escort?"
"I volunteered," Jacen told him grinning. "She tried to turn me down, but you know we Solos."
"That I do. I hear your brother is back from the dead, any truth to it?"
Jacen nodded. "Yeah. He's over that way," he waved towards a large group of people on the far side of the room. "Believe it or not he convinced a certain blonde to wear shoes tonight."
Wedge began to laugh and slapped Jacen on the shoulder. "I think I'll go find him. Good evening to you, Queen Mother."
Tenel Ka pursed her lips as Wedge walked away. "He is blunt."
Jacen grinned. "I knew you'd like him. Come on, there are more than just diplomats here, we should go find people our own age to mingle with."
"You presume much."
He sighed. "I said I was sorry, what more do you want?"
"Silence."
Jacen shut his mouth. She was certainly without a sense of humor tonight. Was it trademark to royalty? He followed her as she made her way through several groups, paying little attention to her greetings and conversations. They stopped several minutes later by one of the main pillars. Vegetation abounded, lending the area an almost secluded feeling. Jacen turned to Tenel Ka as she settled into one of the chairs in the alcove, resting her head against the pillar. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked.
She nodded and watched as he left, crossing the room towards the refreshments table. Guilt ate at her heart for treating him like a servant. He deserved better than that, better than a life of servitude. He deserved a woman who could treat him as an equal. Well, she thought with a mental shrug, he had insisted he wanted to be her consort, so maybe tonight's treatment would put him off. After tonight, he'd probably run screaming in the other direction. She eased the weight off her feet, fighting a grimace. Someone, Jana probably, had changed the soles and they had to be broken in yet. She curled her toes, watching as Jacen paused by the refreshment table, stopped by a brunette who looked to be several years his senior. Tenel Ka concentrated on the Force, pulling her name from Jacen's thoughts.
Danni. This then was the famous scientist who'd made the yammosk jammer. From across the room, Tenel Ka scrutinized the other woman, a feeling surging through her body as Danni place a hand on Jacen's arm. Her touch was possessive, blatantly claiming him. And Tenel Ka didn't like it. She started to get to her feet before she froze. What was she doing? What was this irrational urge to injure the other woman? Jealousy? Was she jealous of the mousy scientist? Tenel Ka cocked her head to the side and objectively examined her feelings, the conclusion almost making her shake her head in disbelief. She -was- jealous, of that there was little doubt.
Danni was teasing Jacen as he poured two glasses, trailing her fingers up his arm and smiling at him. Tenel Ka's hand curled into a fist and she turned her gaze away, only to be drawn back moments later to see Jacen laughing with the other woman. Laughing! Tenel Ka rose to her feet, ignoring the voice that said this wasn't a good idea. She had no claim on Jacen, no right to be jealous when she refused to lay claim to him. She didn't care. Watching him with a flirting Danni was making her ill and it had to stop. Now.
Jacen smiled at Danni, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Danni, but I can't. The whole General issue doesn't give me alot of free time."
"Are you sure?" she asked, cocking her head at him with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes. "You seem to be able to make time for a certain Queen."
"That's different."
"How? We're friends, aren't we?"
He nodded, smiling at her. "We are, but my time hasn't exactly been free of late."
"Liar," she teased.
"Jacen."
Jacen looked up, startled by the voice of the woman who was tying him in knots. "Queen Mother?"
She looked at him, not meeting his eyes, before her gaze went to Danni. "Who is your companion?"
Jacen blinked, watching as Danni and Tenel Ka met gazes, and something seeming to pass between them. He jumped as Tenel Ka placed her hand on his forearm and trailed towards his hand, her gray eyes hard, daring Danni to comment. What had gotten into her? "Er... this is Danni Quee, she's the scientist-"
"I am aware of her accomplishments."
He looked closely at her, seeing sparks fairly shooting from her eyes and did a double take. What was -with- her? He looked at Danni, surprised to see sizing her up in return.
"Did I miss something?"
"No." Tenel Ka arched an eyebrow fractionally at Danni in question. Danni said nothing, simply stared back at her. Some silent communication seemed to pass between the women as Tenel Ka stepped slightly closer to Jacen.
Jacen looked confused, "Danni? Are you alright?"
"Fine," she told him with a wink. "Save me a dance, Jacen. It was nice to meet you, Queen Mother."
Jacen watched, puzzled, as the woman who'd been chasing him for two years suddenly turned on her heel and walked away. What had just happened? He looked at Tenel Ka and blinked. She was smirking. [i]Smirking[/i]! He grabbed her by the upper arm and dragged her away from the table into a nearby balcony. Water swirled around outside as he hit the panel controls and closed the door behind him. He pulled her hand off his arm and crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright, what was that all about?"
"Do not concern yourself." She told him, her back to him as she looked through the plexi-glass into the sea.
"The Force I won't!" he grabbed her, spinning her towards him. "I'm not one of your servants, Tenel Ka, and I refuse to be treated as one. Something happened with Danni just now and I'm not letting you out of here until you tell me what."
"You presume to think you could stop us?"
"I only have to stop you, not some royal entourage," he told her, his lips thinning into a firm line. "I think I can handle that without lightsabers."
She arched an eyebrow and he lifted a hand to her lips, which still held a faint smirk. She schooled her features to be impassive, but he could see the triumph, the satisfaction glittering in her eyes.
"What are you so damn happy about? And what does it have to do with Danni?"
"Do not speak her name in our presence."
He pushed her back into the wall, his hands hard on her shoulders. His face was uncompromising. "Danni is my friend, just like you. You're acting like some jealous sweethea-" he stopped, understanding suddenly crossing his features and he let her go, beginning to chuckle. "Tenel Ka, are you jealous?"
He grinned, searching her face, and nodded once. "You -are- jealous!" he chuckled again. "Now now, Queen Mother, you have no claim on me, remember? You've refused me at every turn, if I wish to find companionship elsewhere it's none of your business."
"You will not see her."
His smile died as her gray eyes flashed with pain. She knew she had no official claim on him, and yet she'd just told Danni without words that he was with her. He could see the hurt in her eyes for a moment before she shielded her emotions again, presenting the impassive wall of steel. He stepped towards her. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"You did not."
"Don't lie, Tenel Ka. It doesn't suit you."
"We do not-"
"Not we," he cut her off, "you. You're a single person and I'd rather leave the other royals out of the room when you're with me."
She nodded once, understanding his wish. "I did not."
"You did. I can see the hurt in your eyes. Does it really bother you that I spoke with Danni?"
Tenel Ka shook her head. "No. She was..." she fought to find the right word and failed. How was she going to explain the sensation of seeing another woman daring to claim what had always been hers? Could she?
"I understand." He told her quietly. "You realize I've now ruined your reputation by locking you in this balcony with me, right?"
She arched an eyebrow. "Five minutes is not enough."
"Oh really? Just how long does it take, Tenel Ka?" he grinned, advancing on her, only to meet her hand placed squarely in his chest.
"You promised."
He stopped, sighing. "You're right, I did. I'm sorry."
"Are you?"
He met her gaze, taking another step towards her and she let him, her fingers tracing a tiny pattern in the center of his chest. "I am. I don't mean to make this more difficult for you," he admitted.
"You do not."
"Sure I do. Having women throw themselves at me is nothing new, I just didn't think of your reaction. And believe me, I'm flattered you care so much."
"This is a common occurrence?"
He smiled rakishly, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from her face. "Yes. More common than I like. Being single and a war hero isn't all it's cracked up to be."
Her lips twitched by she didn't smile.
"You can smile you know," he told her, his own smile soft, "I promise I won't tell anyone you're human."
"We- I cannot."
He trailed a gentle finger along her jaw line. "I've seen you smile, so I know you can. Does it really bother you when I speak with other women?"
"Only when they are so obvious in their interest."
"Why?"
She pulled away, turning her back on him and looking out the window into the dark waters. "I do not understand it myself." She admitted.
"I think I do." He placed his hands on her shoulders, looking at her reflection. "I feel the same way every time some other man tries to get your attention. Knowing you're here with me, but not actually mine, kills me. You could choose some other man and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it."
She nodded once. "That is it."
"But we can do something about it, you just won't."
She turned to face him, her expression serious. "I do not wish to inflict this life on you. Tonight you have seen how station dictates I act. You have been forced to act according to my wishes. Did you enjoy it, Jacen? Do you enjoy taking my orders?"
He sighed. "You know I don't. I don't mind being bossed around every now and again, Force you used to do it when we were younger, but every minute? I want to be your equal, Tenel Ka, not some servant you can throw away if the whim hits you."
"I would not."
"I know." He plucked a lock of hair off her shoulder and ran the silken strands through his fingers. "We should get back, they'll be starting the dancing soon."
"Will you dance with her?"
He smiled a half smile, "Do you want me to?"
"No."
He chuckled. "Want to make that an order?"
"You will not dance with her while you are my escort."
Jacen chuckled. "She'll be disappointed."
"I do not care. You are with me."
He reached behind him and unlocked the door, offering her his arm again and smiled as she took it. "I am yours, Tenel Ka, I always have been."
She had no time to reply as they stepped back into the banquet hall.
Chapter 5
Tenel Ka sat still as Jana twisted and pulled her hair into a high pile on the top of her head. The russet strands fell to her shoulders and in soft waves to the middle of her back as the aid attached the solid hair piece to keep it in place. She silken tresses shone under the harsh light of the room. Even the flickering glow rods in the corner didn't shame the color. Her hair seemed to have a life of its own as Jana added the finish touch. A crown of Galinore jems. "Your hair is lovely, your Highness," Jana told her softly, still subdued from her incarceration.
That suited Tenel Ka just fine; it gave her more time to mentally prepare for seeing Jacen again. She'd spent most of her day out walking, trying to regain her inner balance after seeing him, all of him, so unexpectedly. The sight had done something funny to her insides and knocked her carefully controlled emotions out of sync. She didn't like it. Whatever it was, whatever the control that he had over her body, she couldn't allow it to continue. She refused to give him that, especially when it was her control that she prized most.
Jana finally stepped back, "Do you need me for anything else, your Majesty?"
"We require your assistance with our gown."
"As you wish." Jana crossed to the bed to collect the gown Tenel Ka had chosen. The Queen Mother hated to ask for help, but some of the clothing she wore was beyond even her abilities to fasten.
Tenel Ka stood and shrugged out of her robe before she stepped into the black shimmer-silk. Backless, the gown connected only at her waist and neck, but the fasteners were buckles and without a mirror, she'd never have gotten them closed. The dress was slim, tailored specifically for her and fit like a glove. The top was tight, emphasizing her muscular shoulders and back, almost defining the ridges in her abdomen. The skirt fell in a straight line from her waist to her feet, slashed up both sides to allow free movement and revealed her long, tanned legs in glimpses of bronzed flesh. Her half boots tied up the sides and clicked as she turned in place. Lastly, a half belt, staring from her sides and meeting in the front, was done up. An additional loop had been added specifically for her lightsaber and she clipped it on. Her status as a Jedi Knight allowed her to wear the weapon almost anywhere, and it was something she used at every opportunity. Tenel Ka didn't like going anywhere without a weapon, even if she didn't really need one.
She examined herself in the mirror as Jana stood on tip-toe to fasten the throat buckle, the gleaming silver piece being hidden by her hair. Tenel Ka waited until Jana stood back and then nodded once. "It is acceptable."
"You look stunning, your Highness."
Tenel Ka gave no indication she'd heard her aid's words. "We will return when we are finished."
"I really wish you'd take an escort, your Majesty," Jana said suddenly, the only protest she'd voiced all day, "It's not right for the Queen Mother to travel alone, without an aid or security guard."
"We do not need a chaperone."
Jana blanched, backing away two steps, "I- I'm sorry, your Highness, I meant no disrespect. I didn't mean to imply..."
Tenel Ka turned on her heel to face Jana, her face impassive. "You presume to lie to us. We know your thoughts. Do not insult us."
Jana dropped to her knees in a rare form of penance. "I beg your forgiveness, please don't lock me in the brig again!"
"We are not that unimaginative."
Jana froze, terrified to look at her monarch.
"You will return to the Dragon's Fury this night. We will conduct our business without your interference."
"Please your Majesty, no!" Jana looked up, horrified. Her monarch in charge of her own schedule? What a disaster!
"We have spoken." Tenel Ka's words cracked like a whip though they were delivered without expression. The aid didn't move as Tenel Ka swept past her and out the door. She pulled a black cape from a peg by the door and let it close. That had felt good. Jana would no longer interfere with what Tenel Ka thought of as a private matter. Choosing a consort was not something one needed guidance in, simply time. She threw the cape about her shoulders as she walked through the ship, pulling the hood carefully over her hair. The common room was empty, the security personnel already at the banquet hall and in place for the celebration. She stepped out of the ship and across the hangar, her strides as long as the gown would allow. Which meant she didn't have to mince her steps. Thank the Force for small favors.
She stepped out of the hanger to see the speeder that was waiting for her and walked to it quickly. She wasn't looking forward to this celebration, not that she ever looked forward to a social occasion. She was a woman of action, not etiquette and her manners, though much improved, tended to be ruined by her bluntness. Most diplomats didn't appreciate her approach to politics. She settled herself in the speeder and sank down in the plush seat. The trip passed quickly, too quickly, in Tenel Ka's opinion. Her peace of mind had been restored, but for how long? She spent her time in the speeder shoring up her mental shields and pushing certain memories of that morning behind them. The last thing she needed was to have a reply of finding Jacen in his bed that morning when she spoke to him. She'd never be able to speak coherently if she did.
The newly created legislature building was impressive. The 5 story building, 3 above ground, 2 below, housed the government for the New Republic. Built to match the surrounding, sweeping structures, it was an impressive, open building. Speeders buzzed around the building, dropping off dignitaries and diplomats, heroes and commoners. The first two levels were open for the people of little social stature. The roof landing pad was where the speeder headed; the drop off for visiting monarchs and others of similar power. The speeder sat down with barely a bump on the landing pad and Tenel Ka stood. A gentleman extended a hand to her, and she accepted it as she stepped down from the speeder.
Tenel Ka made sure she was well away from the speeder before she reached up and removed her hood. The crown on her head sparkled in the light and the aid bowed to her before she stepped away again. Someone cleared their throat to her left, and she turned leisurely to look. She paused. Jacen stood in the shadows, watching her. Dressed in military pants with crisp seems and precisely polished boots, he seemed to have made his attire choice for tonight's occasion. A military jacket was slung over one shoulder, the tight black undershirt leaving little to the imagination. Not that she needed it. She'd memorized his chest on many occasions. Tenel Ka allowed her gaze to finally meet his eyes, and she idly wondered if she'd ever seen him look more dashing. He certainly had the stature and presence to carry his rank, not to mention the formal uniform looked good on him.
He stepped towards her, pulling his hand from behind his back as he did. Her face remained impassive but her heart accelerated as he extended a flower towards her. She met his eyes in question and he stepped closer. "See something you like?" he asked softly with a half-smile.
Her eyes widened fractionally but he bowed to her and said more loudly, "A thank you, your Majesty." His words were for the benefit of the audience they'd acquired. Several diplomats and aids had taken an interest in their silent by-play and were watching eagerly for the next move.
Tenel Ka accepted the flower, noticing the slight blue and purple tint to its still blooming petals. She nodded once, graciously. "We thank you, General Solo. It is lovely."
Jacen looked at her, "May I?" he asked, motioning to her hair.
She almost told him no, but something stopped her. She didn't normally wear flowers in her hair, yet this one would contrast beautifully with her coloring. She offered him the flower and he quickly broke the stem, sliding it into her hair above her left ear. "You look lovely, Tenel Ka," he murmured before he stepped back. "May I escort you to the banquet your Highness?" he requested formally.
That was a bad idea, she found herself thinking, yet there was no one else she'd rather go with. And arriving alone in her speeder had been enough to signal she wasn't with anyone. Decisively she placed her hand on his proffered arm. "You may."
Jacen led her away from their audience towards the turbo-lifts on the far side of the landing pad. They were silent, a striking couple that drew everyone's gaze as they walked towards the lifts. They paused, Jacen hitting the call button before he gently removed her hand. "Sorry, I should do this before we go inside."
Tenel Ka watched as he pulled the jacket on. His chest muscles flexed as he slid into first one arm then the other. She knew she was staring, but couldn't seem to help herself. "Again I have to ask, do you see something you like?" his tone was casual as he concentrated on lining the buttons up right. He could feel her gaze on him and it was making him distinctly uncomfortable. Thankfully Vergere's lessons in control allowed him to hide it. Just like Tenel Ka's personal control allowed her to hide her own discomfiture.
"Fact."
He looked up, startled by her soft word. "You do?"
She nodded once. "Yes."
He grinned, doing the last button up at his collar and tilting his head rakishly. "Do I look the part?" She simply looked at him, saying nothing, and Jacen chuckled. "Relax, your Highness, there's nobody around. They took the closer lifts."
She glanced over her shoulder before looking back at him. "You are very handsome tonight, Jacen."
He slid a hand under her elbow, escorting her into the lift as the doors opened. "Such flattery. Thank you, Tenel Ka."
She caught the glimmer of silver on his hip now that he was wearing the jacket again. "You chose to wear your lightsaber."
"So did you," he grinned. "We are Jedi Knights, regardless of our other titles. I'd say it's almost expected."
"Fact."
Jacen looked down at her, silently wishing she'd lose the cloak as the doors closed behind them and he hit the button for the bottom floor. Her gown, from what he'd been able to glimpse, looked promising.
"What?"
"Just admiring the view like you did with me on the landing pad."
"We did not."
He sighed. Oh yeah, this was supposed to be formal. "Sorry," he murmured softly, "I'll save the jokes for when you wake me up early in my bedroom."
She rounded on him, her gray eyes hard. "If you persist, we will have nothing more to do with you this night."
"Fine by me, I didn't sign on to escort the whole Royal family, just the Queen Mother." Her lips thinned and he held his hands up in surrender. "I'm sorry, I'll stop. I really want to spend time with you tonight, Tenel Ka."
"You will behave." She told him pointedly.
He nodded. "Knight's honor. I'll be on my best behavior."
She nodded once before facing back forward. The lift doors opened and Jacen escorted her into the banquet hall, silently vowing to keep his promise. He had to stay at her side until everything was in place and the time was right. After tonight she was going to see that he was the only man for her, or she'd have killed him. Either way it was going to be an interesting night.
Tenel Ka shrugged out of her cloak, taking silent pride in the way Jacen's eyes widened in shock, and his jaw dropped. He'd obviously not expected her to wear something so daring. Why did his opinion matter so much anyway? She shook off the thought and handed her cloak to the coat check droid. The lightsaber gleamed on her hip in plain view as she took Jacen's arm again and he led her into the milling crowd. For the next hour they mingled, Tenel Ka talking to every dignitary she could find and doing her royal duty to exchange at least a few words with each. Jacen remained stoically at her side, looking disapprovingly at any male who allowed his gaze to linger too long on her. A part of her took offense to his protectiveness; she could take care of herself. Yet another part of her found it flattering he would show such a public interest. However, if she wanted to find a consort, it would have to stop. Once tonight was over, she'd insist he leave her be so she could find someone better suited to the position.
Jacen watched Tenel Ka work the room, amazed at the poised young woman with the manners of Royalty. She managed to curb her bluntness, though not by much, and though she never smiled or laughed, every group she left had an air of satisfaction. Her grave expression certainly didn't faze any of the dignitaries, but encourage them that they were being taken seriously. They'd already greeted the Chief of State, though they'd only exchanged a few words, and Jacen was glad he wasn't supposed to speak. Tenel Ka could handle herself, he was simply window dressing.
"Jacen!"
He looked up, "Wedge!"
Wedge Antilles, dressed in his formal uniform, approached them with a smile. His face was creased and lined from years in the service, but his smile was easy. A very non-descript man, he didn't tend to stick out in a crowd. "Glad to see you made it, Jace."
Jacen clasped the older man's arm with a smile, shaking his hand firmly. "Good to see you too, Wedge. You know Tenel Ka, Queen Mother of the Hapes consortium?"
Wedge bowed formally. "Queen Mother. We meet again."
"General Antilles." She inclined her head fractionally. "We are pleased to meet one so decorated, yet again."
Wedge grinned. "How did you get stuck with this joker as an escort?"
"I volunteered," Jacen told him grinning. "She tried to turn me down, but you know we Solos."
"That I do. I hear your brother is back from the dead, any truth to it?"
Jacen nodded. "Yeah. He's over that way," he waved towards a large group of people on the far side of the room. "Believe it or not he convinced a certain blonde to wear shoes tonight."
Wedge began to laugh and slapped Jacen on the shoulder. "I think I'll go find him. Good evening to you, Queen Mother."
Tenel Ka pursed her lips as Wedge walked away. "He is blunt."
Jacen grinned. "I knew you'd like him. Come on, there are more than just diplomats here, we should go find people our own age to mingle with."
"You presume much."
He sighed. "I said I was sorry, what more do you want?"
"Silence."
Jacen shut his mouth. She was certainly without a sense of humor tonight. Was it trademark to royalty? He followed her as she made her way through several groups, paying little attention to her greetings and conversations. They stopped several minutes later by one of the main pillars. Vegetation abounded, lending the area an almost secluded feeling. Jacen turned to Tenel Ka as she settled into one of the chairs in the alcove, resting her head against the pillar. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked.
She nodded and watched as he left, crossing the room towards the refreshments table. Guilt ate at her heart for treating him like a servant. He deserved better than that, better than a life of servitude. He deserved a woman who could treat him as an equal. Well, she thought with a mental shrug, he had insisted he wanted to be her consort, so maybe tonight's treatment would put him off. After tonight, he'd probably run screaming in the other direction. She eased the weight off her feet, fighting a grimace. Someone, Jana probably, had changed the soles and they had to be broken in yet. She curled her toes, watching as Jacen paused by the refreshment table, stopped by a brunette who looked to be several years his senior. Tenel Ka concentrated on the Force, pulling her name from Jacen's thoughts.
Danni. This then was the famous scientist who'd made the yammosk jammer. From across the room, Tenel Ka scrutinized the other woman, a feeling surging through her body as Danni place a hand on Jacen's arm. Her touch was possessive, blatantly claiming him. And Tenel Ka didn't like it. She started to get to her feet before she froze. What was she doing? What was this irrational urge to injure the other woman? Jealousy? Was she jealous of the mousy scientist? Tenel Ka cocked her head to the side and objectively examined her feelings, the conclusion almost making her shake her head in disbelief. She -was- jealous, of that there was little doubt.
Danni was teasing Jacen as he poured two glasses, trailing her fingers up his arm and smiling at him. Tenel Ka's hand curled into a fist and she turned her gaze away, only to be drawn back moments later to see Jacen laughing with the other woman. Laughing! Tenel Ka rose to her feet, ignoring the voice that said this wasn't a good idea. She had no claim on Jacen, no right to be jealous when she refused to lay claim to him. She didn't care. Watching him with a flirting Danni was making her ill and it had to stop. Now.
Jacen smiled at Danni, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Danni, but I can't. The whole General issue doesn't give me alot of free time."
"Are you sure?" she asked, cocking her head at him with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes. "You seem to be able to make time for a certain Queen."
"That's different."
"How? We're friends, aren't we?"
He nodded, smiling at her. "We are, but my time hasn't exactly been free of late."
"Liar," she teased.
"Jacen."
Jacen looked up, startled by the voice of the woman who was tying him in knots. "Queen Mother?"
She looked at him, not meeting his eyes, before her gaze went to Danni. "Who is your companion?"
Jacen blinked, watching as Danni and Tenel Ka met gazes, and something seeming to pass between them. He jumped as Tenel Ka placed her hand on his forearm and trailed towards his hand, her gray eyes hard, daring Danni to comment. What had gotten into her? "Er... this is Danni Quee, she's the scientist-"
"I am aware of her accomplishments."
He looked closely at her, seeing sparks fairly shooting from her eyes and did a double take. What was -with- her? He looked at Danni, surprised to see sizing her up in return.
"Did I miss something?"
"No." Tenel Ka arched an eyebrow fractionally at Danni in question. Danni said nothing, simply stared back at her. Some silent communication seemed to pass between the women as Tenel Ka stepped slightly closer to Jacen.
Jacen looked confused, "Danni? Are you alright?"
"Fine," she told him with a wink. "Save me a dance, Jacen. It was nice to meet you, Queen Mother."
Jacen watched, puzzled, as the woman who'd been chasing him for two years suddenly turned on her heel and walked away. What had just happened? He looked at Tenel Ka and blinked. She was smirking. [i]Smirking[/i]! He grabbed her by the upper arm and dragged her away from the table into a nearby balcony. Water swirled around outside as he hit the panel controls and closed the door behind him. He pulled her hand off his arm and crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright, what was that all about?"
"Do not concern yourself." She told him, her back to him as she looked through the plexi-glass into the sea.
"The Force I won't!" he grabbed her, spinning her towards him. "I'm not one of your servants, Tenel Ka, and I refuse to be treated as one. Something happened with Danni just now and I'm not letting you out of here until you tell me what."
"You presume to think you could stop us?"
"I only have to stop you, not some royal entourage," he told her, his lips thinning into a firm line. "I think I can handle that without lightsabers."
She arched an eyebrow and he lifted a hand to her lips, which still held a faint smirk. She schooled her features to be impassive, but he could see the triumph, the satisfaction glittering in her eyes.
"What are you so damn happy about? And what does it have to do with Danni?"
"Do not speak her name in our presence."
He pushed her back into the wall, his hands hard on her shoulders. His face was uncompromising. "Danni is my friend, just like you. You're acting like some jealous sweethea-" he stopped, understanding suddenly crossing his features and he let her go, beginning to chuckle. "Tenel Ka, are you jealous?"
He grinned, searching her face, and nodded once. "You -are- jealous!" he chuckled again. "Now now, Queen Mother, you have no claim on me, remember? You've refused me at every turn, if I wish to find companionship elsewhere it's none of your business."
"You will not see her."
His smile died as her gray eyes flashed with pain. She knew she had no official claim on him, and yet she'd just told Danni without words that he was with her. He could see the hurt in her eyes for a moment before she shielded her emotions again, presenting the impassive wall of steel. He stepped towards her. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"You did not."
"Don't lie, Tenel Ka. It doesn't suit you."
"We do not-"
"Not we," he cut her off, "you. You're a single person and I'd rather leave the other royals out of the room when you're with me."
She nodded once, understanding his wish. "I did not."
"You did. I can see the hurt in your eyes. Does it really bother you that I spoke with Danni?"
Tenel Ka shook her head. "No. She was..." she fought to find the right word and failed. How was she going to explain the sensation of seeing another woman daring to claim what had always been hers? Could she?
"I understand." He told her quietly. "You realize I've now ruined your reputation by locking you in this balcony with me, right?"
She arched an eyebrow. "Five minutes is not enough."
"Oh really? Just how long does it take, Tenel Ka?" he grinned, advancing on her, only to meet her hand placed squarely in his chest.
"You promised."
He stopped, sighing. "You're right, I did. I'm sorry."
"Are you?"
He met her gaze, taking another step towards her and she let him, her fingers tracing a tiny pattern in the center of his chest. "I am. I don't mean to make this more difficult for you," he admitted.
"You do not."
"Sure I do. Having women throw themselves at me is nothing new, I just didn't think of your reaction. And believe me, I'm flattered you care so much."
"This is a common occurrence?"
He smiled rakishly, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from her face. "Yes. More common than I like. Being single and a war hero isn't all it's cracked up to be."
Her lips twitched by she didn't smile.
"You can smile you know," he told her, his own smile soft, "I promise I won't tell anyone you're human."
"We- I cannot."
He trailed a gentle finger along her jaw line. "I've seen you smile, so I know you can. Does it really bother you when I speak with other women?"
"Only when they are so obvious in their interest."
"Why?"
She pulled away, turning her back on him and looking out the window into the dark waters. "I do not understand it myself." She admitted.
"I think I do." He placed his hands on her shoulders, looking at her reflection. "I feel the same way every time some other man tries to get your attention. Knowing you're here with me, but not actually mine, kills me. You could choose some other man and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it."
She nodded once. "That is it."
"But we can do something about it, you just won't."
She turned to face him, her expression serious. "I do not wish to inflict this life on you. Tonight you have seen how station dictates I act. You have been forced to act according to my wishes. Did you enjoy it, Jacen? Do you enjoy taking my orders?"
He sighed. "You know I don't. I don't mind being bossed around every now and again, Force you used to do it when we were younger, but every minute? I want to be your equal, Tenel Ka, not some servant you can throw away if the whim hits you."
"I would not."
"I know." He plucked a lock of hair off her shoulder and ran the silken strands through his fingers. "We should get back, they'll be starting the dancing soon."
"Will you dance with her?"
He smiled a half smile, "Do you want me to?"
"No."
He chuckled. "Want to make that an order?"
"You will not dance with her while you are my escort."
Jacen chuckled. "She'll be disappointed."
"I do not care. You are with me."
He reached behind him and unlocked the door, offering her his arm again and smiled as she took it. "I am yours, Tenel Ka, I always have been."
She had no time to reply as they stepped back into the banquet hall.