Ch.3—"I promised"
Leia spent the whole afternoon in the backyard of her magnificent home. She loved to chase butterflies, and name them too. She often wanted a playmate, but the Organa parents felt the need to keep her hidden from reality for just a little longer. She danced among the fields, and created stories for herself. Stories with other people, people who understood.
Meanwhile, Breha Organa rocked herself anxiously on the patio chair about twenty feet away from Leia, and within inches of her husband's gaze.
"It'll be alright," Bail said, stopping her anxious movements.
"You're not telling me something," Breha said, getting right to the point. Bail turned away from his wife, and stared into space searching for an answer. He sighed deeply.
"What is it? Why can't tell me?" she asked, concerned.
"It doesn't concern you."
"It doesn't what?" she said, rising to her feet. "I'm your wife! I should be concerned with anything having to do with you!" she shouted.
"You don't understand," he said, gazing at her with pain dripping from his soul. "I promised." Breha didn't understand, and why should she? She had no idea what was going on, what had gone on…what was going to happen. Their eyes locked for awhile, and then slowly slipped away as the sun began to set.
"Mommy!" Leia called, running forth from the field of flowers. "I have something for you!" she said, opening her palm to reveal some wildflowers she had found in the corner of her playpen.
"Oh thank-you, sweetie!" Breha said, receiving the flowers and hugging her daughter. Before Leia ran off, Breha grabbed her arm and pulled her close again.
"What is it, mommy?" Leia asked, clinging to her mother.
"Oh…nothing, it's just…." Breha was speechless. All she could do was look deep into her daughter's eyes and try to find a meaning behind them…behind those beautiful, brown spheres.
"What, mommy?" Leia asked again. "I won't tell anyone. I promise." Breha smiled.
"Sweetie, will you tell me what you've been dreaming?" Leia gasped.
"I can't mommy."
"Why?"
"It's a secret," she said, looking away from her mother. Breha stopped her daughter, and forced her to look into her eyes in all seriousness.
"Leia, you have to tell me."
"I don't want to!" she cried, running into her home. A few moments later, Breha heard the door slam. She looked up at her husband after she had gone inside. He was holding Leia, who was nearly fast asleep. He gave her a look of concern, just like he had been doing all day. Breha looked away, and cried. She promised…
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