"Luke! What are you looking at!?" Lekauf asked as he grabbed his shoulder, Luke looked up from the sign. His mind raced, wondering if maybe his mother's grave was in there. She was a queen after all and this was a burial ground for royalty. Luke slowly turned to face Lekauf.

"C-Can you give me just one minute?" Luke asked softly, "Please?" Lekauf thinned his lips and looked at his chrono, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Just one minute." Lekauf sighed, "No longer, the rain is starting to pick up." Luke nodded slowly and turned back to walk slowly into the burial ground. Luke followed the uneven stone passageway that curved in every direction. Luke looked at the large stone graves as he passed, reading them to see if his mother's name was etched in the stone. Rain fell heavily on Luke, his feet splashing in the small puddles that formed in the crevice of the stone.

Being in a burial ground in itself was somewhat unsettling to Luke, he felt his chest tighten. It was almost hard to breathe, as if breathing too loudly it would offend the spirits that may roam this very place. As Luke began to wonder where the stone path led, he saw it end at the steps of a large mausoleum. Luke shielded his eyes from the rain as he looked up to see if there was a name labeling the structure. Luke felt all air escape his chest as he read the name that was etched in stone.

Padmé Amidala Naberrie

Luke felt his eyes begin to water as he walked towards it slowly, he walked up the stone staircase and saw a long rectangular stone burial case. Above the stone grave was a large stained glass window of a woman with brown hair, Luke bit the inside of his mouth to hold back his tears, he walked further into the memorial and was covered from the rain. He placed a hand on the cold stone, leaving a wet handprint, as tears streamed down his cheeks.

"H-Hi mom…" Were the first words Luke had ever said to his mother, his voice constricted from holding back his sobs. He wiped the wet hair off his forehead and sniffled as he walked alongside the stone grave. Luke knew his words fell on deaf ears, his mother wasn't really here, she was gone and always would be. But just in case she was there, that she could hear him, he had to say something.

Broken from his trance, Luke heard a muffled voice through the heavy rain, Lekauf's voice. "Luke! C'mon!" Luke looked from the stone grave up to the stained glass window of his mother, colorful light cast through the gloomy room. Luke swallowed hard, memorizing the glass picture of her before turning to leave. He walked back into the rain, his tears blending in with the rain.

Luke saw Lekauf walking down the windy road, his hair completely drenched. "It's been longer than a minute, we have to get you dry."

"Okay.." Luke said softly as he led the way out of the burial ground, Lekauf looked at him oddly before following Luke. Luke had just seen his mother's grave for the first time, while he knew she was dead all this time, seeing where she lied was overwhelming. Luke began to understand his father's feelings about this place, he simultaneously wanted to stay at her grave and run as far away from it as possible. His father must have chosen to run away.

As they exited the burial ground, Luke began to wonder how it was possible for someone to miss someone they had never met. His heart hurt more than it had before, if it was hard to breathe before he saw her memorial, he was practically gasping for air now.

Luke, Lekauf, and Yisé walked into the palace, they were dripping wet on the glossy palace floor. Luke wiped his wet hair out of his face again, he had stopped crying while walking back in the rain but hadn't stopped hurting inside. "Alright, let's find your room." Lekauf sighed, Yisé led the way down the hall. Their shoes squeaking loudly as they walked, Luke felt slightly embarrassed as they passed people.

Luke couldn't stop spiraling about what he saw, how he finally went to her grave. He didn't know what to expect when he went to see it, he had always wanted to go. He didn't expect to feel this heartbroken, he didn't know how to process these emotions. He fiddled with his shirt as they walked the hall, looking down to the ground the entire time. They were about to reach the lift they saw his father and the queen round the corner.

Luke felt his father's presence wrap around him as his father quickened his pace towards him, Luke had a sinking feeling he was in trouble. Lekauf bowed towards his father and wiped his wet hair off his forehead. "Hello, my Lord, I was just taking Luke towards his room."

"Why is my son soaking wet?!" Lekauf swallowed hard as Luke slumped his shoulders, "Do not give me any excuses, I do not have the patience for them!"

"I apologize-"

"It was my fault- I ran off…" Luke mumbled as he looked to the ground and sniffled, his father stared at him for a moment, Luke could practically feel his father's gaze burn into him. He grabbed Luke's wrist and pulled him down the hall. "Where are we going?" Luke asked.

"Your room." His father said, Luke almost tripped under himself as he tried to keep up with his father's quick pace. They turned a corner and stopped at a large door, his father punched the control panel and walked in his room. His father positioned Luke in the center of the very large room before he walked in the refresher. Luke was about to glance around the room to see what it looked like but was stopped with his father threw a towel on his head.

"What were you thinking? Running around in the rain?" His father asked as he quickly rubbed the towel on his head somewhat roughly trying to dry Luke up as much as possible. "What did I say about getting into trouble?!" Luke pushed the towel off his head and looked up at his father.

"Y-you never said going outside was not allowed..." Luke said softly, keeping the thought of his mother at the back of his mind. He had to choose his words carefully, he didn't know what his father would say if he told him he went to her grave.

"You know very well that I would have forbidden it if it had crossed my mind!" Luke kept his gaze on the floor, "Despite that, there is no excuse to run around a street on a planet you have never been to while it is raining!" His father pointed at Luke, "I swear, if you get sick because of this you are grounded, young one."

"Grounded!?" Luke asked, "For being sick!?"

"Yes!" Luke slumped his shoulders and looked down to the ground and crossed his arms.

"That's not very fair.." Luke mumbled, "I can't help it if I get sick."

"Perhaps you should have considered that before you went out and ran through the rain." His father handed him another towel, "You must clean up for this evening, the Emperor is having a dinner party." Luke scrunched his face, not wanting to be anywhere near the old bag.

"Will there be kids my age there?" Luke asked, these parties tended to be incredibly boring if it were just adults.

"I highly doubt it, it's a private event." Luke sighed, "I must return to the Emperor, stay in this room while I am gone."

"You want me to stay in here until dinner time?!" Luke asked.

"Yes!" His father stated, "Think of this as a pre-punishment."

"Pre-punishment?!" Luke furrowed his brows, "There is no such thing as a pre-punishment!"

"Well there is now," his father paused, "Remain in this room until I return, do not try and leave." His father quickly turned and left Luke alone in his room. He let out a long and deep sigh and turned to look around his room. It was a decent size, a large bed and a holovid with a couple of empty dressers.

Upon further investigation he found the boxes he packed by his bed, he decided to unpack his things. He filled the empty dressers with his clothing and hung up the plastic concealed Empire Day outfit. He rifled through his boxes and found his mother's holo and began thinking about her grave again. He gripped the edge of the holo tightly, wishing that her picture would magically wave hello to him.

He placed the holo on the bedside table along with his mother's ornate comb, now more than ever did he understand his father, anything linking to his mother was difficult to see. Every time he looked at her holo his mind flashed to her grave, he was tempted to lower her holo so he didn't have to keep thinking of her grave but stopped himself. He knew avoiding something like this wouldn't be good for him, or his father.

He plopped down on his bed and turned on his holo, if he wasn't allowed to leave he would at least do something entertaining. He hoped his father's mood would lift but somewhat doubted that it would.

He brushed his hair out while he looked at himself in the mirror in the refresher. He wore a white sleek outfit with the Imperial logo on his and shoulders. He was desperately hoping this would go by fast, but he was excited to see more of the palace.

Unfortunately, he did not get to finish his previous tour. Luke sensed his father's presence come closer, finally, he had gotten bored despite having a holovid. All he wanted to do was look around and he was kept from doing so. Luke walked out of the refresher and watched his father walk in.

"I see you are ready," his father stated, "follow me." His father quickly exited the room. Luke followed behind him, he wondered if his father was still in a bad mood.

"Soo… I hope the dinner is fun tonight." Luke said awkwardly, his father didn't respond, he just kept walking quickly down the elegant hall. "Maybe the event won't be long and-"

"Does it sound like I want to have a conversation?" His father snapped, Luke furrowed his brows and looked to the ground. He was beginning to grow impatient with his father's attitude. At first he tried his best to be understanding but now he was just being mean for no reason to Luke.

It's not like being on his mother's home planet with his moody sith father was easy for him either, he had tried his best to be nice and optimistic but this trip was slowly turning sour. Eventually, they reached the end of the hall. A large pair of doors opened to reveal a circular room with a round table in the center. The Emperor sat right across the table with two Imperial guards flanking either side of him. Luke saw a man with a serious and stern face Luke recognized as the Emperor's spy. The senator for Naboo, she had deep brown hair and eyes, she sat close to the Queen. It truly was a small gathering.

His father crossed the room to stand next to the Emperor, Luke followed to greet the old bag. The Emperor narrowed his eyes on Luke and a small smile grew on his hideous face. Like felt chills run up and down his spine and bowed once he reached him.

"It is an honor to dine with you, your highness," Luke said blankly, Sidious chuckled.

"How are you enjoying my planet," Sidious inquired.

"It's beautiful, all the architecture is lovely."

"Yes it is, isn't it. Your mother loved this planet.." Luke shifted uncomfortably at the mention of his mother. "Speaking of, have you met your mother's family?" Luke felt his heart stop. His mother had a family?! Luke glanced up to his father who didn't turn to address him. He wished his father would say something, anything, he was incredibly confused. He looked back at Sidious who looked happy with what he had done.

"M-my mother's family?"

"Ohh- I see, your father failed to mention that didn't he?" He folded his hands over each other, "What kind of father does that?"

"May I speak with my son in private about this?" Luke turned his attention to his father who finally spoke up. Sidious slowly turned his gaze to him and frowned.

"No- you may not." He growled, he turned back to face Luke. "Why don't you try and enjoy yourself, hm?" Luke swallowed hard and nodded.

"Yes..your highness.." Luke said softly, the Emperor grinned as Luke turned to find a seat at the table. He randomly chose one and looked down at his reflection on the black gloss. He felt his father nudge him through the force, he opened their connection.

"Was he telling the truth?!" Luke asked, his father was silent.

"Yes." Luke frowned and tried to hold back his tears. That may have been nice to know, he might have aunt aunts or uncles, cousins, maybe even grandparents. Why would his father keep this from him? "Luke- there is something I must tell you." Luke cut their connection abruptly and brooded in his seat. He wasn't going to listen to his father try and defend himself. Not telling him about his own family was awful, it made Luke want to storm out of this room to be alone. This day did not go as he had wanted it to.

He supposed he wanted to learn more about his mother; he sure learned more on this day than his whole life. He just had wished there wasn't such a stigma about her, that he could learn about her freely as he wished. Everything about her was a mystery, and all his questions were finally being answered. He just guessed he didn't like any of the answers he had gotten.

A plate of food was set out on the table in front of Luke, nothing screams class like a small expensive meal. He sighed as he pushed his food around on the plate, he suddenly didn't feel very hungry anymore. If he had an extended family, he wanted to meet them. He wondered if his father would even let him, considering he had kept them a secret all of this time. Luke heard the Senator and the Queen laugh about something from across the table, Luke glanced up to see what it was about.

He didn't get to hear what the joke was, but he caught the attention of the Queen and the Senator. The Queen smiled softly, "I apologize for not having a proper greeting earlier, I am Queen Kylantha." Luke smiled warmly.

"You don't have to apologize, I am Luke." He began to eat his food before it became cold, the Senator sat up in her seat and smiled as well.

"My name is Pooja, I am the Senator of Naboo." Luke smiled at her as well, "So- how are you liking it here?"

"Well, from what I have seen, it's really beautiful." Luke paused, "It's my mother's home planet."

"Well, that means Naboo is part of your heritage then." Luke smiles at that thought, never really considering it beforehand. "Have you had a tour of the Palace?"

"Kinda, it wasn't complete though."

"Oh, well, maybe the Queen and I can finish the tour for you." Pooja offered, the Queen nodded with a smile. Luke smiled but then glanced at his father, he let out a deep sigh,

"It would be nice, but I would need my father's permission," He placed his elbow on the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand, "Which I seriously doubt he would let me go.." He grumbled under his breath.

"Well, if he lets you, we would still be more than glad to let you tour." Luke smiled at the thought, he continued his conversations with the Queen and Pooja throughout the evening. It wasn't as boring as he had thought it would be, but still, he was upset his father had kept his family a secret. He tried his best to not think about it during the dinner but it always popped back in his head, ruining his mood.

The night continued on without incident, soon enough, the night came rolling to a close. People were starting to collect their things and leave. He then felt his father stand behind him, Luke stood quickly in his chair and quickly headed for the door, but his father grabbed a hold of his shoulder. "Come with me." His father turned around and headed for a different exit then the one they came through. Luke thought about running out the other door to avoid his father, but knew he would just get lost. Luke followed his father and crossed his arms over his chest.

"This is a different exit from the one we came in, ya know." Luke huffed as he looked to the ground.

"I am aware." His father led him down the hall, there was a tense silence between the two. Luke narrowed his eyes on him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Luke asked accusingly. "About my family."

"I did not think it was relevant." His father stated, "I believed having them in your life or not would make little difference." Luke furrowed his brows.

"Of course it makes a difference! What if I didn't know about you and then found out you were alive or something!"

"Do not say something like that." His father said quickly, they continued down the hall. Luke kept a distance from him and stared at him with a slight glare. The end of the hall illuminated with the moonlight through the large stained glass window. His father stopped dead in his tracks halfway down the hall and turned to face Luke. "I have come to realize that I have been treating you unfairly."

"Oh, so you just realized that now?" Luke asked incredulously as he crossed his arms over his chest. His father was silent for at least three cycles.

"Yes, and I would like to apologize." His father stated, "I should not have taken my anger out on you, young one." he paused, "This is...very difficult for me." Luke's demeanor softened, he opened their connection and poked at his father's shields. He let down one of his shields, letting Luke feel waves of remorse and guilt. Luke quickly closed the connection and took a shaky breath.

"Well- this is hard for me to." Luke said after a moment of silence, "But still, you hid a big part of my family from me!"

"I apologize for this as well, though I do acknowledge that apologies will not remedy what I have done. What I have done is, perhaps, unforgivable." Luke looked down to the ground, staring at the reflection of light bouncing off his fancy shoes. Maybe he hadn't forgiven his father for what he had done, maybe he would be mad for awhile. But still, Luke was an adamant believer that nothing is unforgivable.

"Nothing is unforgivable," Luke mumbled, still looking to the ground. His father just stared at him for a moment.

"You have quite the optimistic mindset, young one." He paused, "I have brought you down this hall because I wanted to show you something." Luke looked up at him expectantly, "Go down the hall, look at the stained glass window." Luke looked at him funny but eventually complied. He slowly walked down the hall towards the large stained glass.

Luke was about to ask who this was when instantly it hit him, this had to be his mother. She wore similar robes to the Queen wore, white face, her hair done up elegantly. This is what he wanted to show him, showing him this may be his best attempt at absolving the way he has been acting towards Luke. Luke felt a heavy weight on his chest again, like he was at his mother's grave. Seeing her displayed like this, knowing this was his mother, it filled his heart. He felt a single tear run down his cheek as he looked up at it in awe. His mother's memory will forever be displayed in a beautiful stained glass window.

Luke turned around to see his father's back facing the window, Luke took one last look at the window and walked back towards his father. "Thank you for showing me this," Luke smiled softly as he faced his father.

"Of course," He paused, "I should have shown this to you sooner, I apologize for this as well."

"It's okay, father." This was something Luke could forgive, a window with his mother's art was nice to see but not worth being mad over.

"You are too forgiving, young one."

"I think you have said something like that before," Luke laughed softly.

"Only because it is true," His father nudged him forward, "You must get to your room, it is almost your bedtime." Luke frowned slightly.

"Don't you think thirteen is a little old for a bedtime!?" Luke asked.

"No," He nudged him again, "Now, let's go." Luke walked down the hall, towards his room. He appreciated his father trying to make up to him. In addition, he opened up to him, somewhat. Something he rarely did, feeling what his father felt helped put things in perspective, especially when he realised that was only a fraction of what he really felt. Luke was still mad about the hidden family though, he still couldn't understand how his father thought that would be a good idea.

They made it to his room, Luke stopped in front of his door. "So-," Luke paused, "Do you think I could meet them, my family?" His father was silent for a moment.

"Not during this trip, they have no idea you survived your birth. In addition, telling them you are your mother's son they shall find out, through little effort, who I used to be. I would like to keep that knowledge as closed as possible." Luke thought this over, it was true, if he told them Vader was his father, they would find out he was Anakin Skywalker. Why that was a big deal was beyond Luke, but Luke knew his father was touchy about his past.

"Can't we just lie?" Luke asked.

"A lie is a good idea, but we have little time to think of a lie without any flaws." His father said. "If you were not my son, then why would you live with me?"

"Uhh-" Luke looked side to side, trying to think of the best lie he could, "Just cause?" Luke shrugged.

"Just cause is not a good enough lie, I will think of possibilities while you sleep. In the meantime, get some rest. Empire Day is tomorrow." Luke nodded and smiled.

"Goodnight, father."

"Goodnight, my son." Luke walked in his room, feeling a small sense of excitement at the prospect of meeting his mother's family. Knowing that there were other living relatives to Luke that would actually tell him about his mother was amazing to Luke. Finally, he could learn as much about her as possible. Hopefully he could meet his mother's family sooner than later.

A/N Ahhh, emotional roller coaster! Poor Luke is going through A LOT! Poor guy, but at least him and Vader talked about his fathers behavior.

Oof also, Palpatine spilled the beans about Padmes family. He is so chaotic he lives for the drama

Anyways! Thank you so so much for reading! Please let me know what you thought! I love hearing from you!