Dear Readers,
Here we are again, Chapter 3, what will happen next... Let's see! Thank you to all of the lovely people who reviewed!

Jedi71 – I didn't get to thank you last time, and I'm sorry! But thank you so much for your review! I REALLY appreciate it!

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Sweetdeath04 – Leia has a feeling, deep down inside that something isn't stirring the Kool-aid here...(as you'll see in this chapter), but our poor girl is kind of in denial! Also, MORE ISOLDER BASHING! Yah! And great how you got it on the first guess! Thank you so much, again, for your kind words!

Dedicated to my dear friend Gina! I don't know what I'd do with out friends like you!

The Loveless Bride
Chapter 3 – Jittery Princesses

Princess Leia Organa was doing the one thing Mon Mothma had begged her not to. She was doing some serious thinking, about her life for the past few months. She was in the middle of getting her wedding plans started when she was kidnapped by Han; in a desperate attempt to win her back... which he did. Only to be returned a week or two later, without Han! She spent three days in bed, just bawling her heart out. Then she was forced to get up, and say goodbye to the only man she'd ever really loved. She'd sat and listened to all of her loved ones grieve right along with her, and had seen Han... Lying there so peaceful, almost like he was asleep...

Leia wiped the tears from her face, but that didn't stop more from falling. She wished, for the hundredth time, that she had been there for him... when he'd died. More than that, she wished she had been the one to go... not Han.

Leia looked up at the ceiling, "If this is the right thing to do than why does it feel so WRONG?!" She exclaimed, before bursting into a violent fit of tears. Luke should be here now, but no! He waits till it's only three days before the wedding, then he goes rushing off halfway across the galaxy! Leia couldn't believe he could be so insensitive, so non-feeling, taking off NOW! When she really needed him! He could have at least had a good excuse, but his was absolutely ridiculous. Him swearing that her fiancée was lying, Mon Mothma was lying, and Han was locked up somewhere on one of Hapes sixty-three worlds. He actually wanted to bring her along too! They'd probably miss the wedding entirely, go running all that way, only to find out that it was all a 'galactic enquirer's theory!

Yet a small voice inside of her, continued to ask, 'what if Luke's right?'

He did speak so passionately about it, and there aren't many times he's wrong about things of great importance. Leia recalled some of the things Luke had said, for they had made her begin to wonder...

"You're still calling this 'your big day?!' A few moments ago you were complaining, how 'that woman' had just driven the little bit of Alderaanian culture from the wedding! When there was little to begin with! Forgive me, but my twin sister, whom I have come to know and love, would not sit back and take such treatment!"

"Leia, listen to me, Han is alive, I can feel it."

"Think about it, if Han had really died, we could have felt it. You loved him and he was like a brother to me, a brother I never had!"

"Listen to yourself Leia, you're not yourself. They have you in this illusion, and... I don't even recognize you anymore!"

"You're right, Luke," Leia said to herself, "I'm not myself... the day Han died... a part of me died with him, that I can't get back. I know you don't understand and you're upset, because it's not Han I'm marrying tomorrow. Well that makes two of us. I don't expect you to understand, and I don't expect you to like it. But Isolder is a good man, no matter what you 'think'..." She took a deep breath, "And I believe Han saw that too. I just hope, one day you'll accept this."
She suddenly felt very woozy, and tired. She had no idea what just hit her, but she really didn't need this on top of everything else right now! What she really needed was time to think, this was all happening too fast for her. But then the room began to spin, and she realized, if she didn't go to bed immediately, she was likely to pass out! So, without much choice, Leia quickly dressed for bed, and collapsed, into a dead sleep. The city could have exploded, and she wouldn't even stir. (AN: something's just not stirring the Kool-Aid here folks! Leia's known for being a light sleeper most of the time! Keep that in mind!)

Meanwhile... on the sixty-second planet of the Hapes System...

"What do you mean 'they're not dead?'" Tagger asked his top techs.
"Well, sir, we examined the blood and bones under a microviewer, and the blood belonged to a creature from Tatooine, known as a bantha. While the bones were merely realistic plastic." Tagger's eyes were wide and unbelieving.
"How could this happen, I heard those two men DIE! I'm sure of it, I- ... Wait a minute... Moonstocker! He did this; he must have been one of Solo's deadbeat friends!"
Another officer walked in and announced, "Sir, Her majesty, Queen Mother Ta'a Chume, and Prince Isolder are demanding to know how the torture sessions went. What shall we tell them?" Tagger looked around the room, to all of his men, as if one of them had a solution to this. If they admitted that some boy came, waltzing in, and slipped Han Solo and the old man out from under his nose... he knew he would lose his job, title, and probably his head! Then, suddenly, Tagger's evil, twisted smile returned!
"We will tell his and her royal highnesses, that both prisoners were tortured to death, just like they asked. Sending photos of the scene and all, just as we had planned. What they won't know; won't hurt 'em!" Tagger concluded.
"With all due respect, sir, they're bound to find out eventually." The tech pointed out wisely!
"Yes, but this way, we buy ourselves some time to get out of here; before that's acknowledged! I don't know about the rest of you, but I would like to keep this head attached." Tagger said gripping his neck, for effect!
One of the other soldiers asked, "What if we tell them, 'they're dead,' and they show up at the wedding?"
"Not our problem, we'll all be gone, long before the day breaks on Coruscant! The prisoners can manage the one or two days without food, while they send in more troops. Force knows, they've all survived far worse treatment, and we'll still be alive! Who cares about those criminals anyway! Send the message, and then issue an evacuation to all troops! We're leaving, TONIGHT!"

Back to Coruscant... In the Queen Mother's Hotel Room...

"Don't you think that was rather drastic mother?" Isolder asked as he shook the bottle of pills. "I know you don't want her thinking too much, madam President. But drugging her?! I wouldn't have gone that extreme, I mean, poor girl is getting married tomorrow!"
Both Ta'a Chume, and Mon Mothma were looming over the com-unit, awaiting word on both prisoners. "Really, son, a moment of triumph, like this, and all you can do is worry over a little insurance policy. You didn't say anything about the dead shapeshifter; we made imitate Solo's dead body! You didn't even complain when we sat him in the same room with Bail Organa, or when we ordered that they were to be tortured to death! Why begin to question your mother's judgment now!?"
"Well, she is gonna be my bride, and your successor, mother. Shouldn't I be somewhat protective of her?" Isolder smiled, just thinking about tomorrow night with his newlywed wife! (AN: Yuck, only one thing on his mind... sick!)
"We can't take any chances, Isolder!" Mon Mothma interrupted, "Leia's far too smart, we can't give her any time to herself, she'll start thinking. Then you'll be left at the alter, bride-less."
"It's amazing her twin brother didn't already spoil our plans! Something told me, not to trust a man, going about, claiming to be a jedi knight! Goddess knows, they were history long before that boy was thought of!" The Queen mother said taking another sip of her Champagne.
"Ever since Leia showed up with that boy and Solo, I knew they would only get in my way! Hopefully tonight, two of those pains in my backside will finally be relieved." Mon Mothma said hopefully.
"Well, if they're not, mother will have some heads rolling! That I can assure you, madam President." Isolder said taking a sip from his own glass. Just then, a text message came in, with enclosed pictures for proof, reading...

Your Majesties, and Madam President,
We gladly announce the real death of both Han Solo and Bail
Organa. We also, proudly announce that their deaths were not easy
ones. Both men were tortured to death, by several different
creatures. The photographs, you asked for, are enclosed, showing all
that was left of both men. You'll never have to worry about those two
spoiling anything for you, or this great republic again!
 Your Loyal Soldiers of
Hawk-Eyed Dungeons
Sector 62


"Photographs? Isolder, you asked for them to take footage of corpses?" Ta'a asked with her nose all wrinkled up.
"Well, yes, mother... I wanted to make sure they're telling the truth. Not to mention I wanted to see to it personally that Solo got what was coming to him." Isolder said viewing the pictures as his mother turned her head and Mon Mothma watched on.
"Wow, all that was left of them was bones and blood!" Isolder exclaimed with a sick kind of glee! "That'll show him, trying to win back what he couldn't keep! Finders, Keepers!"
"Well, they certainly went out in a messy way, didn't they?" Mon Mothma said with an even sicker joy, at seeing the remains of two of her biggest problems. Even Isolder was a bit taken aback by this woman's reaction.
"Alright, we've seen it, and it was glorious with gore! Can we please continue? We've got more important things to do then to sit here! Mooning over two men who are supposed to be dead already!" She said, completely grossed-out even though she didn't see the photos first hand. Once the images were gone, she slapped a hand on her son's shoulder saying, "You had better go up to bed, son. You've got a big day tomorrow."
"Yes, mother," Isolder agreed, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "I want to look my best for Leia tomorrow. I shall sleep a lot easier now with both Organa and Solo gone!" He smiled brightly as he left the room, heading on up to bed. "Goodnight ladies, don't work too hard."
As soon as Isolder was out of the room, Ta'a Chume asked, "Are you sure this is gonna work, Mon? I mean, do you really think Leia's not on to us? She is quite clever, as you already know."
"Don't worry, Ta'a, everything will be fine! I've known Leia all her life, she trusts me, and values my opinion. With me on your side, this time tomorrow, you'll have a much happier son, a new daughter-in-law, and maybe even some new heirs on the horizon." Mon Mothma assured the Queen Mother, giving her a little nudge, in her ribs, with her elbow. Both women began to laugh to themselves. "Tomorrow will be a great day for our Republic, and a great one for your family. We should just sit back, and enjoy it. We shouldn't be worrying like this!" "You're right, again, Mon. What is there to worry about?"

Gasp... Poor Leia... What's Gonna Happen NEXT!?!?!?!... Like it, love it, hate it... Please let me know! I really love to hear from all of you guys! I promise the next chapter will be a lot more fun! Till next time...

-SailorLeia