"Now then," Queen Kaoni addressed the two Jedi before her, "I trust you know why I summoned you here?"
"On Nercolia, the peace negotiations will be held," Yoda stated, "between the Republic and the Separatists."
"Yes, and with the growing number of Sith in the galaxy, I would like to request that some Jedi assist in guarding the palace during the negotiations."
"Mmm," Yoda placed a finger on his chin, "spare Jedi, we cannot. Disappearing, they are."
"What!?" Jenoria's composure broke at the revelation.
"Clouded, the Force has become. Distorted with the disappearance of Jedi and Sith."
"How many?" Jenoria asked.
"Only four, I know of. The rest, only feelings."
"Who!?"
"Ventress, Ahsoka, Master Secura and her apprentice."
Jenoria stepped back in shock. Not only did her predecessor disappear, but Leia as well. Jenoria also knew that Ventress and Anakin had a bit of a history. Perhaps whoever, or whatever, was doing this, was targeting those with a connection to Anakin. If that was the case, then she and Luke were in danger. But not just them.
"Instructed Master's Kenobi and Fisto to guard Senator Amidala, I have," Yoda explained, reading the Padawan's concerns.
"This is quite the crisis," Kaoni commented, "however, since Senator Amidala is coming, I suppose that means I can expect help from three Masters and two Padawans?"
"Four Masters and three Padawans," Jenoria corrected, "Master Arch and his Padawan are on the Cruiser that brought me here. If it's arranged as a mission, they can help."
"Actually, it will remain at two Padawans," Kaoni stated, "as the Princess, it is your duty to represent Nercolia at the negotiations, not the Jedi."
"You can't be serious!" Jenoria snapped at her mother, flashing a glare the Queen had seen only once before.
"Hmph," the Queen clicked her heal on the floor, prompting the immediate arrival of her personal guard, "there will be a banquet to welcome the delegates. I hope you will be able to attend, Master Jedi. That said," she walked over to her daughter and wasted no time in finding, and uncoupling, the the clip that held Jenoria's breastplate, and saber holster, in place, and presenting it to one of the guards, "bring this to Captain Rex and show the Grandmaster to his room. I wish to speak with my daughter, alone."
The guards bowed and left the throne room, Yoda following close behind. As soon as the doors closed, Kaoni sighed and ascended the steps to the throne. She removed the crown from her head and placed it on a pedestal next to the throne.
"Your most admirable trait," Kaoni dropped her regal tone, "is how much like your father you are. You hide your emotions, yet you hide behind them. You hide so deeply in this shell that very few people have seen the real you. You do this because you're afraid that those who see the real you are condemned to death. I know this because Dalkos was exactly the same when I first met him." Kaoni descended the steps and looked her daughter in the eye, showing that tears were forming in her eyes, "I don't need the Force to feel your pain. And I can't pretend to know what you're going through. But I can tell you that it's OK for you to feel. You aren't held back by the same limitations as the Order." She reached into her kimono and pulled out a book, a scrappy looking journal, "This was your father's. He documented everyday of his life, from his master's death to the night we shared. Every encounter, every discovery. He left it with me, knowing that I, even after breaking his trust, I would find someone who would cherish it as though it were their own offspring. If anyone knows your pain, it's the boy in these pages."
Jenoria took the journal from her mother and stared at the ratty cover. It was coarse and torn, worn away by time. Just looking at it made her feel like her father was standing right beside her. She could feel both joy and sorrow flooding through her body as tears escaped her eyes. She embraced her mother, feeling a sense of family that she thought was lost, crying into the Queen's Royal attire.
"It's not fair!" Jenoria sobbed, "It's not..."
"I know," Kaoni held Jenoria in a way she never thought she would get to again, "it never is. But I also know that you will grow stronger from this experience."
"Because I'm Nercolian?" Jenoria sniffled.
"Because you are the Daughter of the Rogue Jedi. I know he's be proud of the woman you're growing into."