Lady of the Sky

By JalendaviLady

Chapter 3: Bittersweet Memories

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars.

If you recognize any characters, locations, or things in the following story, George Lucas owns them.

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Sometimes I miss the people I once knew.

Certainly most of the senators were idiots, and I used to have long fantasies about ways to kill the Nemoidian delegation, but there are friends I wish I still had beside me.

I miss my sister. I still don't know what happened to her. Palpatine did some very messed up things to his home planet when he became Emperor, and I've never gone home to survey the damage. Too many people there might remember me, and I can't afford to not be Lady again quite yet.

I miss Mom and Dad. I hope they survived. I haven't heard anything from or of them since I became Lady, and given the opinions the galaxy holds of their infamous daughter, I hope they are someplace safe from those who might blame her mistakes on them.

I miss Sala. I suppose I could just nip into her settlement, but her people like their undisturbed existence. If I accidentally led the Imps to them—I'm sure I'm not being tailed, but one can never be too careful when snooping around in all the wrong places—I could never forgive myself.

I miss Hannar and Shani. The way the flecks of gold shone in his eyes when he was laughing. It's amazing. He's been undeniably dead for years, one of the brightest rising stars of the Jedi, and I miss his eyes. Shani... I wish I knew what happened to her and her babe. Was she alone? Did the child live? There's been no news of her for years. Hannar lives on in Coruscant street legend, but no one ever mentions that she was pregnant. I suppose she wanted things that way, but it's all rather maddening when all one now has are memories.

I miss Saman and Zora. They were made for each other, the street-rat and the street-heiress. I've been down to her homelands once or twice since they disappeared, but not even her sister has any real news about what happened. Only a rumor that they were caught up in a raid somewhere during the Purges.

I miss so many people...

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I miss Anakin.

I think it's the first time in many years I've been able to admit that I miss him and not just the way things were.

Sure, he was scary when he started going Darkside.

Really scary.

There were good times, too. If there could have been just good times...

Life doesn't work that way. Good and bad balance.

But how can anything balance the things that have happened in my lifetime?

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I sit in a bar on a little world I can't remember the name of, sipping something that takes like spiked watered-down oranji juice. I don't really care what it is; I'm not trying to get drunk.

I've been doing a lot of sitting in bars lately. Oh, if Daddy could see his little girl now, he'd probably have a heart attack. Or a mental breakdown. Maybe even both.

News is still slow.