Darren Denson, a young man, and tall 18 year old, walked along the botanical Dreydar sky hook. As a native inhabitant of Naboo, he was relatively peaceful and easily disturbed by any action of anger and impulsions. Unfortunately, serving a royal family was not exactly the best way to avoid those emotions. Emotions in fact, were forbidden from the Dreydar Household. Benson Dreydar, a Jedi Master had accidently fell in love with a young politician from Bespin, Cyzarine. Both were wed at 18 years of age, and eventually, a young girl was born. The Jedi council was not too pleased with this, but at this point, he was just a Padawan, and they decided to let it slip, for royalty was in the blood of the child. Over the years, the Sith War had started and the Jedi was constantly out of business. Cyzarine taught their daughter Faye the ways of the politicans and eventually, she became fully distracted by natural love and talent for taking care of exotic plants. Benson was not too please with this, as she was strong with the Force. But at 16 years old, Jedi training would not be acceptable.

Darren arrived at a wooded door shaped in an oval form and knocked. "Miss Faye, are you well?" He stood outside and waited for a reply. A sound did not echo from the room, and he knocked again, sweat forming in his brow. "Miss Faye, your mother wishes a word with you." An answer again did not come, and he decided to open the door a crack. He looked to the balcony, and the young woman stood there, her eyes fixed onto the fight below. Darren stared at her as she grasped onto the window ledge, trying to stay focused on the battle. He proceeded towards her and gently touched her arm. "Miss Faye, are you alright?" He asked. Faye's eyes welded up with tears as she touched where her heart was.

"Darren, my father is down there, and I do not know if he is well. Has any news of him been brought?" The young woman asked through choked tears. Darren stared at her, biting his lip.

"No, Miss. No word of him has been brought. But soon, I promise word of him will come clear. In the meantime, are you well? Maybe you should try and retire..." Faye looked at him sharply.

"How do expect me to retire when there is a war going on in my city? I must keep aware, alert, awake to see my father home, to protect myself, and my mother, and you. My father is a Jedi Master, the Force is strong with me." Darren became quiet and stared at her as she turned to the window. Faye was a strong girl at 16, with wavy chestnut brown hair and light green eyes. She wore a green dress that was adorned with dark green stitching and flowed to her ankles. Her hair was found in various styles, usually involving braids, but now to be seen down. Her face was not delicate, but the beauty in it was, and it usually attracted many different creatures towards her. Darren breathed again and she turned sharply towards him. "What did you ask, Darren? Are you to gawk at me like I'm an animal in the zoo?" She sharply said, with hurt in her voice. The young man bowed.

"My apologies, Miss Dreydar." Before anything else was said, a droid came into Faye's quarters.

"Mistress Dreydar, Mister Darren, a Jedi Master is at the door for you!" The droid chimed. Faye's eyes lit up.

"Father." She started towards the door, but Darren stopped her.

"I can not let you go, Miss Faye. I am to call to your mother. Please wait." He asked.

"...As you wish." Faye retired back towards the balcony again, her hair blowing slightly. Darren walked out of the room, and towards Lady Dreydar's room again. He knocked loudly.

"My Lady, There is a Jedi Master outside who wishes to speak with you." Darren heard a quickness from the room and the door opened. Cyzarine stared out towards him.

"They request me?" she asked, her voice raising questionably. Darren nodded. Cyzarine nodded to him and she made her way to the front of the sky hook, her tall and thin frame quavering a bit. She entered the front and looked towards to door to see her protocol droid speaking with a man appearing in his 30s, and a younger one around his 20s. The protocal droid turned towards Cyzarine and spoke.

"Miss Dreydar! These men are here to speak with you." The older looking man, with short brown hair and a kind face walked up to her and bowed. "This is Jedi Master-Obi-Wan-Kenobi. He is here and he wishes to speak with you about Jedi Master Dreydar." Obi-Wan-Kenobi bowed once more and shook her hand.

"Lady Dreydar, I am dreadfully sorry to disturb you at such an hour. But we are here on important and regretful business." he thoughtfully said. The woman nodded at him.

"Please...sit down...the both of you." Obi-Wan and the other Jedi sat down onto soft blue couches. "Now please, explain, what has been going on down in Cloud City and why you are here?" Obi-Wan cleared his throat and began.

"As you know, the Sith War has began. Unfortunately, it has been carried out to Bespin and landed on Cloud City. Master Dreydar was called to help my Padawan" he pointed towards the young man "and I. Unfortunately, tonight was brutal, and he only had one choice." The young padawan shifted a bit uncomfortably in his seat. Obi-Wan turned to face him curiously.

"Is there something wrong, Ani?" he asked, laying a hand on the young man's shoulder. The padawan named Anakin, Ani for short, shuttered.

"There's a bit of a disturbance here in the force, Master. Someone is watching us that shouldn't be." he replied, his eyes growing narrow. Obi-Wan mildly looked about.

"I believe I sense it too. But this isn't harmful, my young padawan. It's very innocent, and I think what we are here for. It is a good disturbance, Anakin. A very good one." Anakin nodded and Lady Cyzarine stared at them.

"Please. Tell me what has happened to Benson. I am worried and so is our daughter." she pleaded, her light brown eyes growing damp. Obi-Wan looked upon the woman with kindness.

"My Lady, Master Dreydar has-"

"Become one with the force." Everyone turned in the room and looked to see the figure of Faye staring curiously at everyone. "Sorry if I'm disturbing anything. I just had this weird feeling...and becoming one with the force sounded like a certain thing to say at this point in time..." she trailed off, her green eyes gazing upon Obi-Wan and Anakin. Anakin curiously peered at her and looked at Obi-Wan. There's something about her that is striking me odd. There is something that she has. Does the Force flow through her? She's attractive..He stopped slightly and smiled with a hint of lust in his eyes. But she of course is no Padme. ...My Padme.

"Anakin?" Anakin snapped back and looked at his master.

"Sorry, Master. I lost myself in thought." he replied, his eyes darting away from Faye. I must not think of Padme. I must not think of her. Obi-Wan eyed him curiously and peered at Faye as he stood up. "And you must be the daughter of Jedi Master Dreydar. We have heard nothing but the best about you." Cyzarine looked at the Jedi, her face flushing slightly. Obi-Wan knew that this was indeed the biological daughter of Benson Dreydar, and how she was conceived against Jedi Laws. But for some reason, his interest in her was stronger than she thought. Faye peered again at Obi-Wan, her face stern but soft.

"My father has become one with the Force, hasn't he? He's gone, right?" Faye stammered. Obi-Wan nodded slowly.

"The Heir of Dreydar is right. He has become one with the Force." He walked towards her. Faye stared at him and looked him in the eye. "He is still here. If you keep connected...you will hear him. And you will feel him. Do not fear." Obi-Wan stared into Faye's eyes. "Fear is the last thing you want to feel, young one. Do not Fear, whatever you do." Faye stared back.

"I don't Fear. Fear leads to Anger. And Anger leads to Darkness." she replied. Cyzarine stared over at them. Anakin spoke.

"The Force flows within you. You are what I felt." Cyzarine stared at Obi-Wan and Anakin and it finally clicked within her head. The Force.

Faye looked around and then at her mother. "Mother...I am to go with them, aren't I? Isn't this what father wanted?" she asked, her voice growing stronger. Obi-Wan smiled. This is Benson Dreydar's daughter. Cyzarine looked out into the clouds and back at her daughter.

"I can not deny the Jedi, and nor would I want to. Faye, you are to go with them and do what you must." She stood up, and went to her daughter. "The Force will be strong with you, like it was with your father. Please...take care." She hugged her daughter, and Faye returned the hug back thinking. Faye turned to the Jedi and looked with worry and strength in her eyes.

"I promise that I will be a worthy Padawan. I promise."