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Marilla couldn't believe her ears. This freaky man wanted her in exchange for information? She never encountered slaves, she didn't know of their hard life of how they can be easily traded by the most insignificant thing.

She stares at Palpatine worried. 'Could he really?' Palpatine doesn't return the look.

"A slave is not worth that type of information."

"Fine, then forget about the cred, I'll just keep her." Baldo floats, approaching Marilla. She stares at the chains, there's no way she'll get rid of them soon enough to reach for the saber, so she scavenges the place with her eyes.

"She's not for sale, Baldo. That's final."

"Ya want the stone or not?" Baldo growls at him.

Marilla finally sets her stare in an object close to the stone table, a metal jar. Focusing on it she lets the Force guide her thoughts and her will, the jar trembles once, it trembles twice and at the third time it lifts the ground shaky.

"I will not willingly give you my slave. Now, tell me about the stone." Palpatine faces Baldo with a raging look.

The metal jar floats through the air now.

Baldo laughs. "Look, I don't do business lightly-" the jar knocks Baldo in the head violently, dropping him from the floating chair. "Arggghhhh."

"Marilla!" Palpatine screams leaving the chains for his lightsaber.

Baldo pushes himself up using the fat hands. "I knew you weren't his slave! You're a Jedi!"

Palpatine lights up his saber red. "You're wrong. I'm a Sith." He leans on the man on the floor putting the saber's beam close to his neck.

"A Sith Lord? But that's impossible! They're extinct!"

"Oh, does it look like I'm extinct?" Palpatine's mad look is back on his face. He reaches for his pocket throwing the chains keys to Marilla.

The girl catches them mid-air and tries to unchain herself.

"She a Sith too?" Baldo asks.

"Does it matter? Where's the Stone?"

"Oh!" Baldo chuckles "I get it now! The stone. Well, it's Sith legacy, ya should know."

"But it's lost, Baldo and so is my tolerance!" He raises his saber ready to strike.

"Wait!" Marilla calls. "You can't do that!"

"Why?" Palpatine stops just in time.

"He's… I can't…"

"Marilla!" her attitude is proving his weakness. "This man will die, stone or no stone."

Marilla notices the Sith's eyes, they're turning a bright red.

"Wait, wait!" Seems as if Baldo as noticed them too. "I'll tell ya, just spare my poor life, please. I have children!"

"Palpa-" Marilla tries.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Palpatine screams. "I cannot spare you, Baldo. You've made my identity!"

"I won't tell anyone I promise!" he begs.

"And how can I be sure of that, huh?" Palpatine holds the saber tight, by Baldo's fat neck.

"If he says anything you'll tell everyone about his involvement with The Hutts!" Marilla comes up with the solution fast. She can't witness this death and not intervene; her light side won't let her.

"Marilla go outside." Palpatine asks in a raging whisper.

"What?"

"GO NOW!"

His red eyes fixate on her and her mind clears only to be filled by a dark cloud. Everything around her disappears but her legs move still, she feels the ladder on her hands and her brain screams "No!" but her mouth keeps shut. Once she feels the air of the outside world she's thrown out into the street her vision becoming clear again. She blinks trying to get used to the light again. As she regains her sight, Marilla tries to reach for the passageway entry hatch only to see it close shut again by the Force. Palpatine was protecting her.