Prologue
"A New Monarch"
At a secret medical facility on Mustafar, a young king, Nicodemus was pacing back and forth across a hall. Oh boy…, He thought, this is the day! Am I truly ready for this? A young woman lay in the room King Nicodemus was pacing outside of. She was a brunette with sparkling blue eyes. Her hair was long and wavy. Her name was Queen Felicity McSkydweller. The king walked in the room and watched the doctor operate. Then the doctor gave King Nicodemus a soft white blanket. Nicodemus took it carefully and looked at it. A baby, with eyes closed, started waving his small arms.
Felicity looked up. "Nicodemus", she said with a weak voice, "Let me see him." Nicodemus gently gave his wife the baby. "What will we name him?" asked the young king. His wife thought a moment. "Mac, Mac McSkydweller." The babies blond curls shone in the light for a fraction of a second. Nicodemus thought he saw it, a tear fell. At last, an heir.
Outside the one way window in the room a hooded figure watched. He was emitting red smoke from his body. He watched with interest. If only he knew, if only he knew….. Then the old man turned and walked away with his cane
