The close to white robes hung as Leia whipped her body over her masters in attempt to dodge his persistent attack. The training had begun to be more intensive and there was rarely any break were it not for Jedi studies and sleeping.
Suddenly the panel door opened and Pooja rushed into the training room with her hair braided in an elaborate up do before revealing to hold a live hologram,
"I apologize for interrupting— there's an urgent message from General Solo!"
Both trainer and trainee stopped to watch the hologram,
"Leia! Boy, I'm glad to see you kid!"
There was a growl in the background and Han continued,
"Right! Listen Princess, Vader knows you're there. He's making a— you have to—."
The image began to fade and become intercepted as the words Han spoke were replaced by silence or static.
"He could be-"
The voice finally died off abruptly and all three looked at hologram that was now gone.
Just before anyone could say anything an urgent message was sent by the Queen to Pooja Nabierre.
Poojas face became pale and Leia could immediately feel her uneasiness consume the room.
"The Emperor personally contacted the Queen to clearance Vader's arrival."
Master Tahn looked at Leia,
"You have been training for this, to stay or to leave is entirely up to you."
Leia thought an instant, a rush of uncertainty and pride taking over and washing away. Should she leave Darth Vader would only find her later and that was if he didn't find her just as she left... but even if she did manage to leave the system safely
/there was no saying how much time she'd get— and even less how much more she'd be able to train.
Leia inhaled and looked up at the ceiling when something on glass paintings on the windows above her caught her attention... past queens of Naboo and suddenly one turned to gaze at her and then moved back to its permanent state.
"There's still good in him... I kn..."
The words that had replayed themselves in her mind as a child chimed in her ears again. Unfinished words with an eternal meaning to a ghost voice and memory. Words of a dead mother that had been echoed by a now dead brother and the message had only been
/conveyed now— years later.
"Nabierre! Your duty is to the Queen! Protect her!"
Pooja was caught slightly of guard before she nodded and rushed out through the huge panel doors.
Master Tahn suddenly stiffened and took a step into the direction of the panel but looked back to Leia,
"I must go too."
The unspoken question persisted in the thick air until Leia finally answered it,
"I will do what I must, Master."
Master Tahn smiled,
"I have been honored to teach you. May the force be with you."
Leia smiled back and returned the nearly ancient gesture quickly,
"And may the force be with you."
Leia gathered her cloak and raced to the throne room. She reminded herself that she had trained for this, this was what she was preparing for.
Casting her footsteps through the palace Leiawondered if it was at all right, if she was at all willing to have this peaceful planet suffer the story of a great battle...? Be it a great win or loss? If this palace deserved all the pain and glory
it was possibly about to live through.
Leia quickly brushed that thought away, if a world as peaceful as Alderaan had suffered such a terrible fate... surely this one could withstand one more battle.
The force will guide as it has done thus far...