Chapter 1
Amidst the rocky terrain of the planet Dathomir, scattered the different witch clans including the Misty Falls Clan which was home to Sith Witch Shira and her daughter Thalia. Thalia lived on Dathomir for as long as she could remember, it had been her only home, but for Shira, her home was Naboo. It was where she met Thalia's father and had hoped to rule alongside him.
Palpatine was the King's advisor and when Shira first met him, she was entranced by his lust for power but kindness for her. She was still pregnant when he died, killed by the Jedi and the Princess and she had been forced to flee when the Jedi began to round up his followers and allies.
Shira was crushed and vowed she would finish Palpatine's plan, with her daughter alongside her. She had been training Thalia in the Sith teachings as well as the witch teachings. Over the years, Thalia became a strong, powerful Sith witch to make her mother proud.
"The time has come my dear daughter" Shira spoke in a hush tone. Her long, brown wavy hair flowed down her back as she wore a long sleeved black dress with cloak. Time had done little to age her and her eyes flashed yellow as she looked over at her daughter who was now 18 years old.
Like her mother, she had dark long brown hair and a long black dress with cloak. She had pale skin except for her red lips and yellow eyes. She nods. "We will take back the throne of Naboo mother?" she asks her as Shira smirks
"Yes, but we will need help and how broken will the Queen and King be when they are taken down by their young son and his guardian" she explains. She placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder "Thalia, the Queen's guard will be resistant at first but you must not give up. Anakin is the closest relative to the prince and he will ensure our victory" she reminds her
Thalia nods. "I will not fail, mother" she promises smirking as she looks into the smoke seeing the Naboo palace coming into picture. It wouldn't be long till that palace was clouded in darkness exactly how Palpatine would have wanted.
The sound of laughter filled the palace hallways as two young children ran down the corridors attempting to escape their uncle however he was a little bit faster. The two children ran down another hallway until they were stopped when a taller figure jumped out from another corner smirking at them
"Surprise!" he exclaims scooping them up into his arms as one of the children, a young boy with brown blondish coloured hair tapped his shoulder
"No fair, uncle Anakin!" he cried "You cheated" he says as Anakin just laughs hugging him right before the second child, a little girl taps his other shoulder.
"Daddy wouldn't like you cheating" she teases as Anakin smiles down at her nuzzling her nose
"And who's going to tell daddy, huh?" he asks tickling her stomach making her giggle. Kiara may have been two years old but she was already wrapping her daddy and uncle around her fingers. She had beautiful blond redish hair but her eyes were the same as her mother's. She was the apple of her mother's eye and spent most of her time with her mother when she wasn't in meetings or with Obi Wan. Their favourite past times were in the gardens together while Jacen, the eldest preferred watching his father train the guards.
In the last year, Jacen was recently showing abilities with the force which had Obi Wan consulting with his father. They now wanted to test young Jacen in person at the temple and Anakin knew it would be hard to convince Padme to let go.
"Can we go see mommy and daddy now?" Kiara asks her uncle as Anakin, knowing Padme and Obi Wan were nearly finished with their duties for today, nods.
"I'm sure they'll be very happy to see you two" he tells them and he starts to carry them down the hallway towards the throne room or so he thought. The doors to the dining room flung open revealing a flustered Padme followed by Obi Wan.
"I still think they should wait another year. He's only four, Obi Wan!" she snaps as Anakin halts in his steps. Once again, Obi Wan was trying to explain to Padme about taking Jacen to Courscant to visit the council and as Padme was unfamiliar with the Jedi ways, she couldn't understand why they needed to be so young.
"Padme, please!" he insists trying to catch up with her "It will only be a short trip and I'll be with him the whole time. The council will do nothing without my authority" he insists as Padme shakes her head
"The advisors will not allow you to leave here, even if Anakin remains here to protect us. Besides the King and the young prince, both travelling on a ship, is not wise" she states in her Queen like voice as Obi Wan sighs
"Then, allow Anakin to take him. He is the royal head guard and Jacen always spending time with his uncle" he explains as Padme is defiant
"He is still my little boy and I cannot entertain this matter while he is still young. The council can test him when I say so" she explains in a tone that told Obi Wan do not press the matter any further. It was then Anakin quietly decided to place Kiara and Jacen down, kneeling in between them
"I think mommy needs a hug" he tells them seeing them nod just as Kiara raced ahead of her brother
"Mommy!" she cried alerting Obi Wan and Padme to her presence. Padme's heart lifted as she saw her little girl running towards her followed by their son. She fell to her knees catching her daughter in her arms followed by her son
"Oh my babies" she cries kissing them "I've missed you both today" she tells them "Did you have fun with uncle Anakin?" she asks as Kiara smirks
"Uh huh, but he cheats at games" she blurts out as Anakin scoffs
"Tattletale" he calls out to her moving towards them as Jacen then speaks up
"Uncle Anakin's the best. He took us to the marketplace for shurra fruit and arrested a bad man" he reveals. Padme hands Kiara over to Obi Wan who hugs his little girl before looking over at his brother
"Again, brother?" he asks "What did he do now?" he adds as Anakin shakes his head
"It was my duty. He tried to snatch the little princess here right from my grip which earned him a broken arm and nose and is now down in the dungeons" he explains. Kiara wrapped her arms around her father's neck
"Uncle Ani was brave, daddy" she says as Jacen, was now resting his head on his mother's shoulder. Padme looks over at Anakin
"Thank you. We are always safe with you protecting us" she tells him "And we will deal our prisoner tomorrow" she says looking down at her young son "But tonight, we'll have a lovely dinner and story time in the library" she reveals seeing Jacen and Kiara's little faces light up with excitement making their parents smile even more
"Come on, let's go get these two ready for dinner" she tells Obi Wan starting to lead them down the hallway towards their sleeping quarters. Anakin leans in closer towards his brother
"She still won't listen about taking Jacen to Courscant, brother?" he asks as Kiara rested on her father's shoulder as he shook his head
"No. She thinks another year would be better. She listens to when I tell her that it's the wishes of the council but she just isn't ready to let Jacen go" he explains as Anakin then had a thought
"She does realise that if Jacen doesn't go to Courscant, the council will come here and if Jacen is deemed ready, he'll be taken away to Courscant with them, without us" he warns her as Obi Wan looks down at his little girl, kissing her forehead
"I know, perhaps I'll leave her be for days and let her think it over" he replies as they continued down the hallway as the sun's orange glow began to shine through the large windows as it started to set for the day.
Shira watched through the smoke at the image of the Queen with her loving husband and two young children. She sneered down at the image before her.
"Enjoy your family and the throne while you can, your highness" she smirks
"For soon, you and your family will be no more and my daughter will be the rightful queen of your pitiful kingdom" she scoffs. She then brought up an image of Anakin. He may be strong and the best King's guard but Thalia, was her mother's daughter and very beautiful. He would fall prey and then be under their control that will bring an end to the monarch.