"It's a great honor to serve you in any way I can, your highness. Leia has made great improvement..."

The queen noticed the doubt in the man before her and waited,

"You sense something in her?"

Tahn continued slowely,

"She doesn't seem as sure of everything as she did before. Somethings changed."

The queen was thoughtful for a moment,

"You sense darkness in the doubt?"

Tahn shook his head softly,

"I don't know, I'd like to think I'm wrong...I'm no Jedi, no force sensitive... I couldn't be sure."

The Queen closed her eyes knowingly,

"All we can do is hope— pray that our faith is justified, play our part and wait."

Tahn nodded,

"Of course."

The Queen looked as Tahn and her voice tightened,

"I know... it's been 4 years since your father passed."

"If we are to talk about personal matters... Maybe we should drop the titles then, Fiolis."

The Queen smiled earnestly,

"Guilém..."

"Fiolis, there's no need for us to talk about this-"

"Of course there is, Guilém... With my rank I've come to learn many things..."

The man took a step further,

"If it is because of your rank then perhaps it's something I shouldn't know."

The Queen's gown danced inelegantly at her brisk pace.

"You must learn it but... I fear you'll not look at me or the Noobian Royals the same anymore..."

"That isn't impossible, technically. But I'd never choose to do anything else than love you."

The Queen blushed and looked around worried only to be reassured,

"Fiolis, we are alone. What is it that troubles you?"

"The homocide commited against your father... he was warned about it."

Fiolis knew he'd taken the information with shock.

"Guilém... There's more..."

He looked up.

"He knew, in order to not create suspicion he stayed, and died protecting a secret he thought was worth more dead."

Tahn smiled painfully,

"Then it's best we mourn it."

The man smiled back, his lean body relaxing, but the elegantly dressed Queen grew tense,

"The details are horrid. He wasn't just killed in cold blood..."

Fiolis' head sunk to her chest, she felt far less brave now that she had spoken but never the less she had to continue.

"He was tortured."

Guilém pressed his wrist to his mouth as he turned away and a soft sob escaped his mouth.

"I'm sorry... There is no need to keep this secret any longer, the ones the secret was being kept from are already aware of it."

The man shook his head and turned back to the regretful queen,

"Why was he tortured? He had something they wanted... What was it?"

The once proud queen's eyes looked fiercely at her humble server and friend,

"Our past Queen Amidala did not die baring a child, but rather was made to look as she did- by your father. When in fact she birthed two children before passing away."

••••

The sweat trickled down Leia's forehead as she took stance,

"Don't forget to look for your opponent's weakness, and exploit it."

Leia ran towards Tahn and used the training sword to push herself into the air and jump above him; she turned in midair and kicked him down.

Tahn's body feel against te floor and Leia swept her training sword near his neck.

Leia's voice was prove of her day long training,

"Your defense was low only above you."

Tahn smiled thougyhtfully,

"I'll keep that in mind."

Leia moved back from her position and extended her hand to the thin, well built man.

Tahn grasped her hand and pulled himself up,

"That was a great move,"

Their hands parted and Tahn moved to a table in the corner, Leia close behind him.

"There are more projections of Jedi battles I have to show you."

"More? Naberrie insisted they were only able to salvage a few.

"You'll find that 'a few' on Naboo is actually quite more here than any other place in the galaxy."

Tahn reached for the holonet as he brushed of the sweat and exhaustion with a towel,

"These videos are quite different from the rest you've seen, these particular Jedi were a great duo during the Clone Wars. They created a special battle technique focused not only on the movements of their sabres but of their body."

Tahn played the recording as Leia watched with undivided attention the two figures.

"General Obi-wan Kenobi and his-"

"Kenobi?!"

Leia watched in awe as the image of the now older man sunk in, both men raced through crowds of clones and managed to slice through all of them as they seemed to fly above them.

"Your technique is very similar to theirs and we could shape it to be as clean cut, but I need you to study their movements."

Leia shook her head softly,

"Master Tahn, I've trained enough. I must leave soon, the Galaxy is in even worse condition with every passing day."

Tahn nodded,

"I understand Leia, but all this time you've trained will of been in vein if you lose against Vader and Palpatine— a possibility I could very much assure you at this point."

Leia nodded pressing her palm against her forehead,

"How much longer?"

"Just a couple more weeks."

"We'll have to train more everyday, Master. I must leave in a week."

Tahn sighed,

"Then we must continue immediately."

Leia raced to the middle of the room with her training sword and took fighting stance,

"Ready when you are."

Tahn smiled,

"If we are to train as Jedi, you should use the lightsabre."

Leia stood in shock,

"How-"

••••Author's Apologies••••