I am probably going to fast on this thing, but I'm happy with it….enjoy!
The beginning of power
It all starts with cornering people and finding the dark little secrets of the ones who injured my pride, of course under the pretense of the sad girl. The Messenger boy first takes notice of me. A couple corner sessions (take this how you will) and a few acting times, he is convinced I could do no wrong and acted only because I was provoked. If I was a bad emperor, I would kill him for knowing too much. Instead, he brings in his friends with him, and, when all chores were finished, and free time could be had, I first have the experience of 'hanging out' with people who I can barely call friends. The girls who I first pranked forgave me, but never really saw me as an innocent, and they shouldn't.
But the mistress of the servants. She just doesn't like me. It's funny, because I always get the bad jobs. It was when the emperor's page sent down a list of MY chores I indirectly saying that I was to be moved near the royal wing. I am the mistress of that wing now. I felt I chose my character badly when I couldn't roll on the floor laughing when the mistress turned red and stormed off. What did I do? The innocent Leia started crying. Really, I was laughing too hard during the whole ordeal. Now by now, I had been there 6-9 months. There was a certain rift between the other servants, ones who went with me, and the few who went with the mistress. Needless to say, I was winning, like I should be. I think the Emperor took notice for once, when elite servants had to go get assignments. There were some on one side, and some on another. Daggers were glared one direction, and I was smirking. Slightly, and within all protocol call, of course though. I think my people enjoyed their standing due to they never had to clean Toilets again, as a rule. If they pissed me off, the grabbed the brush and went off to do it without saying. It was a good system.
There was an interesting time when I had to clean the secured room of the Emperor's. I walked in, and saw forms of Jedi robes. In my history classes, we were told of how their used to be Jedi, but now only royalty was Jedi. It was more a title than power, we were taught. In the glass cases of his weaponry, I felt so much power. It was breath taking. I wanted to wield one myself. Longingly, I ran my hand over the case. To my astonishment, the case was unlocked. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I ignored it. Whenever I came to clean the room, it was there, open, and inviting. I had to do it last, or completely avoid it. If the Emperor wanted it cleaned better, he never said anything.
The empress, oddly enough did say it to me. "He never used to allow a servant to enter that room." Her eyes were guarded, and sad, she made me want to cry. She was in silk robes, in front of a vanity. Brown hair pooled around her. I went over their after putting down my rag. She never stopped me from braiding her hair. "I've seen how you've done your hair before. Perhaps you can call me for help next time." Her face was blank. "No. Anakin never wanted me to use the hair styles that were used on Naboo." I blinked. Where was that familiar from? I kept braiding. "Did I offend you at the ball?" She was so quiet. "Not at all." In the mirror, her eyes were misty behind the mask. I finished braiding her hair, and regally, as if with more than her 30 years of practice, she stood.
I bent to retrieve my duster and found her watching me. Almost transfixed with my face, she slowly waked towards me. She traced my face, and I found that my blue 'that can look brown' eyes matched hers again. I had forgotten that realization already. It feels so long ago. "Your double buns are better than mine were." I start walking towards the secret panel as she climbs into bed. I finger my braid wrapped around my head. A smile crosses my face. It feels as if my mother just touched me.
I miss my family as I lay in bed. It seems odd, but it feels like the Organas' were parents in name only. I mean, father was at least the closest to me but mother always seemed to watch me, like an estranged figure. That moment with the Empress…it felt like there was love there, and limited duty. With dare I say, Lady Senator Organa, it was more of a duty thing. My father seemed to care for me at least. The Emperor has had twinges of amusement with me. It's odd. It feels as if my parents traded me for another…or none.
All the emotions. . Please comment.
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