Take a deep breathe now, just breathe. This is for your sister. The voice seemed to be her father, one single voice who pushed her to the door to enter the room again. As if she didn't want to se the crowd she closed her eyes as she walked in. But she had to open the, as she heard her welcome from the people. They loved her sister, and they loved her feeling that had driven her to take this measure to the queen. If only Padmé was here to see her people. She would have been so touched. She almost blushed at the welcome she got.

Taking her seat next to Jafan, looking up towards the queen. Sometimes she was impressed by her acting skills. The way you never knew what was going on inside her head, or the way she never gave away for any emotion or reaction in any discussion. It was truly impressing. Her handmaids was standing there, and she recondite two or three of them from that her sister had been their queen. She hadn't spoke to anyone of them, or the queen in private. So she had no idea of way they worked for the new queen. It was normal for the queen to select new handmaids as she took over the throne.

Sola just sat there as the time went by, feeling the pressure raise for every second. Her pulse being way over the normal condition. Looking over the crowd she made eye contact with her father. He had the same look on his face. Tense and serious, mother just looked scared. Out of her two daughters she just had one home right now. She understood them both. She obvious had her fathers look on her face, and she was scared to death inside.

This was the least she could do for her sister. If everything could be alright again. This was the last thing Padmé wanted. She couldn't find her love, so she just wanted peace for her own soul to rest somewhere she knew was safe. Somewhere she knew she belonged. If only the man in black could enter the door on the other side and tell them all that Padmé could return home. She knew her sister would take the first flight over to her home. Jafan looked over at her giving her the twelfth smile since she walked in. He had nothing to say, they didn't know what to say. All they could do was to sit there and wait. Maybe five more minutes. 'Oh, why did she come back so fast. She knew she would be nervous' Water, cold as if it was just ice in the glace in her hand. But she needed something for her throat. Looking over all the paintings on the wall again. And her eyes stopped at the painting she remembered all to well. It was Padmés offering to this hall...

Padmé turned around to look at her. She didn't look the same, it wasn't just the fact that her face was painted all white. It was something in her eyes.

" Which one, Sola? I can't decide on my own" The voice that belonged to her sister came from the stranger in front of her. Just a month ago, the young queen in front of her had been her sister. Her oh so beloved sister she would do anything for. They had played out on the fields just three moths ago. Not been worrying about their clothes. Now she was the Queen of Naboo, the highest person on the planet. The youngest one ever elected. Their parents were so proud of her, and in some strange way. Sola weren't jealous. She had an idea how it would be for her to be queen and looking at it from her side, it didn't seem that glamour's to have all that reasonability.

" Padmé, your queen now. " She said to her younger sister. " This is going to be one of the smallest decisions you will make" Padmés eyes on her and she felt like a teacher. " You are going to make life and death decisions later. A painting should be easy for you"

" Maybe it should " She said with, still, Padmé voice. It wasn't a queen, even if it looked like it. " But this is the painting that will make my memory to the afterworld. How I want Naboo to remember me. So it isn't just some painting hanging on a wall. It's my painting on the wall " Sola just putting a hand on the young queens troubled shoulder.

" Then I think you will hang the first one up. As a sister and trusted friend since you where born. I know that you love the open fields and the love that comes out from the painting, is the same love that comes from your heart " If she wasn't crazy, she could have been betting her sister was near to cry at that moment . . . . . .

Just as close Sola was to cry, if not that blasted man could walk in now. This room had to many memories for her. If her sister couldn't return home to this room and the hallway outside, she just wanted to run away from this place. It was unbearable for her to remember all those moments she had. The hallway where he sister had told her about what she wanted to do with the planet, how she wanted to bring peace to the universe. The same hallway she had found Padmé just the moment before her coronation, looking out through the same window Sola before had looked out through. Looking over the most beautiful sight of Naboo, the gardens and people they both loved so very deeply. A young man in a red and brown uniform came to Jafans side whispered something in his ear and turned away. Looking for an expression on her old friends face, not even now he gave anything away.

" What did he say? "

" It will take just two minutes more. It's close. " He said with a tension in his voice. He was nervous he to. In some strange way it was comforting to know that even Jafan was nervous. Didn't feel so stupid to be it yourself that way.

Breathe in, breathe out. The voice said inside her head. Keep yourself calm. One more look at her father, one more time eye contact. She nodded to his question that didn't have words out laud. Just a short second and it would all be over, good or bad, it would be over. Almost right to her fathers right stood the strange Shmi. The young man with a hood over his face. Leaning against a pillar, not looking at anything really. Just had his eyes somewhere else. Didn't seem to be there. He made her feel uncomfortable. It was something mysterious about him she didn't like. If Obi-Wan had been there he would know what it was, he was good at that.

And suddenly the echo came. Two hard knocks on the wooden door on the other side of the large room. All raise, and one last hard knock. The doors came up and in the middle of the opening stood one single man. A man in a black robe over a larger red one that was shown down at his feet. She could have heard a needle fall to the ground by the door, that was how quiet it was at the moment. The man looked at all the people before he even took one step forward, just to feel the tension that was in the large room. His steps echoed through the silence making his way to the queen. 'Just speed it up now would you? Please, just tell us the answer' Sola had never felt this nervous before. Finally the man came up to his place to the queens right. She so did not need anymore drama right now. As he rolled the paper up to read the answer to every ones question.

" In the position of judge in the capital of Naboo, I have the result of your voting... " As all the voting in the larger cities on Naboo's votes. Their day in this room had been shown in every city on Naboo that had the right to vote in these kind of situations.

"... The question was as fallow; 'The measures that have been taking about the former senator Padmé Amidala Naberrie, as she made a disappearing. Not horning her home worlds wishes to represent the Naboo people at the ceremony of the democracy's rebirth at Coruscant. With this, will our former senator Padmé Amidala Naberrie will be aloud to return to her home planet?'... " The man looked out to make sure that every one knew what the question was.

" ...The result of the people voting is unanimous, our former senator is going to be aloud to return back to the planet Naboo to live here again "

Sola didn't know what to do, but she was breathing again. Crying, hugging Jafan that was the person closest to her at the moment. Her sister was aloud to return home. Her people voted for her, making sure that she could return to Naboo after all these years.

TBC... want to see how Padmé reacted maybe... well you just have to wait for another chapter --->