Author's Note:
I was thinking that peek into how Queen Ramallia thinks of herself, etc., would make the next chapter that much more understandable. Please let me know if it helps, hurts, or doesn't do anything.
In other words, review & tell me what you think of this section!
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Royal Thoughts:
A peek into the thoughts of Queen Ramallia.
Once upon a nightmare, I was born.
You think I'm kidding?
I was the worst thing to ever happen to my mother. She can't stand the sight of me. I suppose it's justified... I can hardly tolerate her, myself. She would've gladly killed me as an infant. Now she takes my children and uses them for her purposes.
She took one, anyway. She doesn't know about Sokor. I won't let her find him. I'll sooner die.
He has no idea who his friends are. They can defend him better than Jedi Solo can me, I daresay, if through questionable methods.
I wonder if I'm crazy... I must be, I realize, if I trust that "Tira" with the life of my son. Her own best friends don't trust her not to murder them in a fit of rage. I've seen Uncle Ben flee for his life at her eyes' flash.
Wiala doesn't seem bothered, though, so I'm guessing there's more to Tira's fits than a lack of control.
Or not. Wiala's mother isn't exactly known for her wisdom. Impassivity and madcap schemes, yes. But safety?
I have no choice but to trust her, though. What will I do? Tell Jedi Rhara or Solo my son is a target for Shadow Academy? For the Sith? Sokor doesn't even know he's Force-sensitive. ...He doesn't know he has a half-sister, either. Or who my parents were.
I'd rather not know who my parents were.
But some things can't be helped.
My existence is one of them. That the Sith are after Naboo is another. But how to prevent it, short of calling in formerly dead Jedi for assistance? I cannot do that. I don't know who's safe, who would accept me; much less how to contact them.
But... I think I know who could...