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Chapter 8: Amidala

Vader stood in the giant opulent room waiting to hear from the deliberation of the current Naboo Queen and her court or whatever they liked to call themselves. He had confronted mosquitos with more influence than they had. It didn't matter what options the Queen chose. She had nothing to bargain with and no one left to protect her or Naboo. She had left him to meet in another room and despite the distance her hatred, fear, and anger was great and would very well be used against her. To feel such sensations always empowered him because it showed proof of who really had power. If he could ignite such sentiments inside someone, the individual had forfeited their control and thus could be manipulated into doing whatever that served his purposes. It was after all how he came to be. Before in his previous life, admittedly he was weak. He had been manipulated by so many on both sides of the force and it was only until he took back his control that the tables changed. Now he was Master and the rest were his pawns to be twisted and formed into whatever he wanted out of them; to serve until they met their usefulness and their days ended.

Vader walked over to a marble banister to look out at the gardens that surrounded the palace. Bright blooms of various colors livened up the grounds in an array of various shapes along a cobblestone path. Greenery stretched as far as the eye could see. Truly Naboo was unlike any planet if not only for her beauty and rich soil where food grew bountiful and the water flowed pure. He stood for a minute watching everything in its natural order thrive foolishly unaware of the threat that hung over them. If Palpatine was here, there would be no bargaining and this was a fact. He would have manipulated their weak minds and took over thus allowing hatred for him to brew and resources to dwindle. But Palpatine's imprudence would be the death of him literally.

Vader turned his head towards the direction of the grands intricately carved marble and gold double doors growing impatient now. The royal family convening with their pathetic advisors was futile and literally left Theed to the dogs. It was no secret that the Queen's daughter died during childbirth leaving behind two granddaughters for her to watch over. The Queens were so adamant about not sharing political power that the late Queen had relations with men making it very clear that a marriage would not be transpiring. The eldest granddaughter Sola Amidala had taken the throne and committed suicide during her short reign. The youngest had been taken away at a young age and never heard from again. The family even denies outright that there was another child and that the Queen was just sick. But he knew this to be false. It was rumored that the Naboo Queen was so infuriated that her birth brought on the demise of her beloved daughter that she sent her away.

Everyone one in their family worth their salt had departed from this plain of existence leaving behind an old relic to carry the throne. Did she think of what would become of Naboo if her life gave way to natural causes…or unnatural ones depending on her current usefulness…The throne would be empty and Naboo would be left without a crown allowing civil war to ravage its lands like a drunken man letting out his inner inhibitions at a brothel. The people here would perish. War would destroy the last legs Naboo would stand on until someone powerful enough would come along to take the throne and secure it. And then in what state would Naboo be in? She would be worthless by then. She would be nothing. And the Queen knew this which is why he offered her a way to avoid this.

Already once before Palpatine sent an army to raid the Naboo and comb over every rock in search of the Jedi and find anyone traitorous against the Empire. Monuments were destroyed paying homage to specific ideologies and buildings crumbled that once housed Jedi. How the people ran for their lives screaming and hiding like the cowards that they were. Naboo had an army that originally was something to be reckoned with as her warriors were highly trained men and women capable of manipulating the force and using their lightsabers with the power that he had. Then when the Galactic Empire fell to its knees, Naboo fell with it. Her beliefs on democracy and peace was tested. The previous Naboo Queen wasn't as strong as they thought. With time and pressure, the Empire had weakened her. Her people were killed one by one because Palpatine did not want to leave anything to chance knowing that Naboo had strong ties with the Jedi and their fundamental teachings. Naboo's army had been destroyed while many of them had to flee for their lives. Little did they know that their beloved Queen did nothing but lead them to slaughter. Naboo now had no defense except for the gracious hand he was offering to her now. He would offer the Queen his protection in exchange that he would pick who would take the throne unless she had an heir under her ancient skirts.

The Queen was backed in a corner. Her options were simple. Side with him and accept his offer or leave the people of Naboo to suffer from Palpatine's hands as well as the looming threat of Civil War. If she chose to leave Naboo to the fates than he would still win regardless. Vader nodded his head at this now looking at nothing really as he waited. Everything was moving according to plan. His clones were being built and stationed on this planet firmly grabbing a hold of it. They walked among the people that that try to live so naively and vain on the streets of Theed. He had already begun creating bases everywhere around the planet that would serve him well and hide his resources until he was ready to go to war with his Master. Palaptine was weak at the moment; too busy worrying about immortality that he sat blind now leaving Vader to secure Naboo for his own means. To add to his arsenal of power, he now had control of Palpatine's own weapon. The very one Palpatine had sent to watch over him was now being used against him reporting every deed committed. Everything was coming to fruition. Now all he needed was for his body to heal and not rely on the cage that he was stuck in.

The shaking of china could be heard coming down the hall breaking him out of his thoughts. Vader turned to see a little green Twi'lek holding an ornate white tea set with shaking hands concentrating desperately on not dropping the expensive dishes. Her fleshy twin tails on her head were long and her little thin body was dressed in a white gown. Twi'lek's were known for their grace but it seemed that this one had fallen quite far from the tree of her kin. He watched her fearful body place the tray down on the table still quivering. Her trembling hands poured the tea carefully before she set it back down and bowed to him.

"You are a slave here."

The Twi'lek women were seen as a collector's item among the galaxy for their beauty and grace. Having Twi'lek women was as a sign of prestige and wealth that was flaunted more and more as time had gone on. His fist tightened to see the little one enslaved by a few self-righteous weaklings that couldn't even defend their home let alone the planet. Truly these people were hypocrites. How they worshipped democracy and freedom yet they had a little servant Twi'lek at their beck and call. This is how it always would be. The weak would be enslaved and only the strong would be free to do whatever they desired. Naboo was no different from the rest of the universe. Her once proud ideologies seemed to crumble along with her temples. Through his mask, he looked down into her violet eyes finding that they disturbed him greatly. Those familiar violet eyes looked up at him in fear. She did not answer his question but her silence was defining. He watched her stay bowed to him unmoving waiting to be dismissed.

A young Togruta girl in a white dress as well walked quickly down the hall holding a plate of crumpets and set it beside the tea set. Her skin was bright red with white facial markings that went up into her horns. Large blue eyes looked at him daringly. He looked at the young girl curiously as she had no fear of him in her spirit. He watched as she too performed her duties and went into a bow. He noticed the Togruta child had a collar around her neck visibly marking her enslavement to the Naboo crown. He knew it very well as a sign that she was a runner.

Seeing their bondage made him think of Kleio. He thought of the words she threw out at him as if it was truly the most horrible thing you can say about a person. It pleased him greatly to hear her say it with such passion. To acknowledge that he was truly the worst she had witnessed in her eyes. Eyes that had seen so many Darths and Sith Lords commit various acts of violence, and he was crowned the king. She had been speaking to him as if he was anything but a monster until yesterday when her angry words echoed in the hall behind him. Now he was aware that she knew without a doubt how truly cruel he could be. That he would deny her freedom and force her to do as he told her. He reveled in the thought that his anger and power would stretch beyond the legacy that Palpatine had created. He was King of her nightmares and now he knew she was aware of it. He stood by his word that if she ever so tried to escape him, she would regret it. She was far too valuable now to be set free. He wasn't irrational to think that she was useless. He could with each growing day why Palpatine always kept her close at his side even during their meetings. She could see things he could not. To have her report so much knowledge to him had been incredibly rewarding. Now he needed to keep her loyalty for as long as they shared the same goals she would aid him…to a degree. He looked at the two girls contemplating something before an idea struck him.

"What are your names?" he asked seeing the Twi'lek girl jump at the sound of his deep voice.

The Togruta girl reached out to pat the little girl on the back. She looked at him with her cold dark blue eyes. "Her name is Hera and my name is Ahsoka." She answered before the doors were opened revealing the old Queen, the court, and the family. They strolled out of the room to stand before him. All held so much rage and fear that it sung in the air like the pulling of strings on a harp. The Queen looked at the two little girls and waved her hand for them to leave at once. Her eyes were cut sharp into them finding this to be only the business of the royal courts and not that of the servants. The two girls backed away to leave until Vader spoke.

"Stay." He commanded. "As the news that is about to be told affects your fate as well." He stated looking at them through his mask as they cemented to their spot unsure of whom to follow. The Queen maybe their owner but Vader had the power, this they knew. His presence was overbearing and even now it pressed against them letting them know without a doubt that he was in control now.

The Queen shook with fury. Her brown eyes bitingly cut into the little girls. Her eyes turned its harsh gaze upon Vader with her mouth trembling with unspoken words. Vader smirked behind his mask tempting to just choke her and end her life now. No one would stop him and he could just very well speed things along while Palpatine was not looking per se. The force he felt in his hands had arisen and it reacted to her hate. The thought of feeling her fleshy skin and brittle bones break underneath the power of his hand as he held her around her throat grew pleasing by the second.

"I agree to your terms, Lord Vader." She spat clearly showing her resentment in her old eyes. "You may select someone to carry the throne. All I ask is that the family's wealth and influence stay intact."

He nodded in agreement to her terms finding it humorous that she did not even mention the welfare of her own people and resources…again. The family was fearful and now corrupt it seemed only focusing on themselves and their prosperous longevity. A shaking scribe walked forward holding out the treaty that they had drawn up and politely handed it over for him to take. Vader looked upon it reading it carefully for any signs of betrayal and loop holes. He rolled it up in his hands and tucked it into the compartments of his armored suit.

"What are you doing?" The Queen asked with wide eyes.

Vader looked to her wrinkled form. Jewels of various stones and colors covered her fingers and ears. Her head held the jeweled crown of Naboo on her head clearly flaunting her status in his company as if serving to physically state her supremacy. How contradictory of a woman she was. To want the glory of the crown but none of the responsibility…truly if Kleio wanted to see what monsters looked like all she needed to do was look into her front yard instead of waiting for years to meet him. The Queen's royal purple robes swept the floor to make a statement of her lackluster status and her hair was curled like white clouds on top of her head. "I wish to make additional amendments as this will affect the people. I am altering the deal."

"You can't do that!" She stated rushing forward but immediately regretting her decision.

His black gloved hand came out and arched. Her body immediately stopped seemingly being hit by an invisible wall and forced still. Her chubby fingers reached for her throat as she stared at him with wide eyes filled with panic. She found her airways were blocked and her mouth opened as wide as she could to suck in air. She choked and held her own throat with her fear outweighing her hatred for him. Her plump body rose up off the beautifully tiled floor now dangling in front of her terrified family. Their deplorable screams and cries echoed throughout the large halls with only his Storm Troopers there and her family to witness it.

"I can do whatever I want." He growled out truly tired of her empty threats and demands. His deep voice carried to the high ceiling. "No one is here to stop me. Look around. Your cries and screams for help would have called someone by now but no one is here to rescue you." He stated squeezing tighter feeling the rush to just end her life right there. "My patience runs thin. I will just tell Palpatine of what has become of the throne. Maybe there is a place in his harem for your kin." He stated with mirth pointing with his other hand at the decadently dressed women cowering in the corner.

"No!" She choked out as tears rushed to her eyes and fell from the wrinkled corners of her sockets. The Dark side whispered things in his ears, encouraging him to do its will. But one thing he hated more than Palpatine was to be manipulated. He would kill her because he wanted to and if it was needed to complete his goals. With great control he dropped her allowing her heavy body to fall to the floor in a heap. Her long purple skirts billowed around her. She let out a giant gasp and coughed harshly now that she was released from his invisible grip. Her relatives and advisors came to her side quickly helping her up so she could breathe properly. The woman clutched her leg letting out a wail of pain most likely having injured something during her harsh landing.

Vader walked forward hovering dangerously over the small group with his large form. His lightsaber came to his hands and it burst into a fiery red light while the other hand outstretched towards them like before as they did to the Queen. They all screamed louder in fright of what his power would do to them and their chorale begs of mercy began. The crown from the Queen's head came off and flew into his hands. She reached for it and cried with real tears rushing down her face. He held it between his fingers weighing it in his hands. He pushed it with the force until it flew on the head of the little Togruta girl who stood too shocked to move. He reached out towards her and she gasped feeling the little collar around her neck break and fall to the ground in a loud clang. Vader turned back to the family.

"Naboo is mine now." He stated tightening his fist. "You may keep your pathetic coins and jewels but the crown and the planet belong to me." He turned his head towards the fear stricken little girls. The Togruta little one was now shaken as much as her companion at her side. "You both now work for me as advisors to this throne." He spoke with laughter in his bright yellow eyes behind the dark mask that was Vader. He turned to see the appalled expressions of the advisors behind the Queen in their red robes.

In a fury of quick movements his red lightsaber flashed before them. The sound of buzzing was heard followed by a loud hiss as it struck the flesh of someone nearby. His cape moved with the gentle breeze of his actions. Everyone fell to the floor cowering and crying while begging to the heavens to be free from such cruelty. The Queen's eyes bulged to see the heads of her advisors rolling around her and their bodies now empty of everything above the neck. She screamed frantically trying to get away from everyone; pushing her kin to the side in the process. Blood dripped onto the floors as the girls kicked to be free of the dead bodies as well.

Vader stood still holding out his weapon dangerously close to the Queen's skin. The heat of his lightsaber could be felt by the Queen as it rested a hair away from her multiple chins. She looked at it with a fearful gaze visibly shaking in fear. "I am altering our deal. Now you have tonight to gather your things and leave this place. I will send your pathetic coins and jewels to wherever your new home is." He lifted his lightsaber up higher so it now pointed in her face causing her eyes to cross. "Pray I do not alter our deal further." He stated warningly.

He quickly lowered his weapon and released the force. The base of his saber flew back to his waste and he turned quickly calling out with his mind to the Storm Troopers. They rushed over to him standing at the ready for his request. "Make sure they are gone before the rise of the morning sun. And see to it that these two are attended to."

He then turned to the little girls as they shook with fear standing in the same spot as before looking up at him with wide colorful expressions. He looked as something wet slid down the Twi'lek's girl leg. Tears fell down her eyes from fear and embarrassment. He sighed behind his mask and pointed to the Torgruta girl. "See to your friend. Both of you are to bathe and eat well tonight. Tomorrow you will report to me to begin your training." Vader spoke before nodding to his Storm Troopers to begin their work. As quickly as he came he left enjoying the hate, fear, and curious natures behind him.

The night was humid on his way home after seeing to the entire city of Theed. Naboo's two moons were visible in the sky with a few stars out to shine. Vader knew his impatience and anger may have gotten the best of him during his rash act to just be done with the Queen altogether. He knew rumor would circulate around the city and it would get out quickly that Naboo was without a head or so they thought. Vader had to make an appearance to ensure that all of Theed knew that the throne was now under his hand. He walked among the streets and went to visit various nobles and somewhat powerful people who had great influence. He spoke to them briefly ensuring their fear of him and that they knew things would change. Already he made a mental note to visit all the cities of Naboo to make his presence felt; daring anyone bold enough to challenge him. The men he had stationed on the planet were gathering to provide damage control over any immediate repercussions his actions may have caused. He returned to the palace that evening to find the Queen packing away with the others and the bodies he'd slain gone. The insolent bitter woman had even tried to fill her bags with wealth before leaving but to her fright he was there to tear a hole with his saber through her bag and implore her to try again with her packing. He decided that he would pick what luxuries she would have. Into the night with muffled cries along with her pigs she had left for a country palace outside of Theed.

He walked through the silent dark empty halls of his base now ready to be alone in the silence of his own room. The lights were off leaving everything covered by darkness. No one was around him causing him to sigh in relief. His hands itched with the desire to remove his helmet and be free from it especially having had it on all day. His hair was growing longer and soon his hair would need to be cut as the wet brown strands stuck to his sweating forehead annoyingly. Vader's feet took him up the stairs slowly and he stopped to see a sight he wasn't accustomed to. Kleio sat in a long blue sleeping gown curled up on the silver bench where he had left her that morning. Her chin rested on her arms which lay folded across the steel banister looking out towards the glowing capital in the distance. Her hair was now a bright starry purple hanging loosely down her back with the tips glowing a midnight blue. Her eyes were a deep purple and held a deep sadness within them. Curiously, he approached her. He walked until he stood at her side looking out at the city he now reigned over. Her companion was nowhere in sight which was unusual for he always was around watching or playing some genre of music. All was quiet between them with only the sounds of the late night creatures of the forest coming to life. He turned his head to get a better look at her and he noticed her distraught expression even in the darkness.

"Congratulations."

Vader looked down at her still staring out at the scene before her. "It is yours." Her lips moved and she sat up slowly with a pained voice as if she had nearly lost it.

He nodded at this feeling her various emotions on the surface of her skin. Her rage was there simmering like a kettle full of hot boiling water. "Your hatred swells inside of you now. Does your freedom mean so much to you?" He asked thinking this was the source of her hate. That he had found her weakness that could cause her to slip into the Dark side's embrace fully.

"I am angry and yes my heart holds hatred. But this will pass like everything else. It has to." She whispered before looking up at him. Her glossy violet eyes were bold seemingly penetrating his mask to see into his golden ones. "I-I am angry at myself. My hatred…it is towards my own naivety." Vader's curiosity was piqued now as he watched rationalize her dark emotions. "I can look into the actions and past of others and see everything. But, despite this gift, I have been blind." She stated seemingly now upset. "I'm sorry. "I-I" she stuttered sorrowfully looking at her hands searching for words to say that could articulate her thoughts. "I was so mad at you today because of my own selfishness." Her fist came to her mouth to try to control her emotional rant and get her thoughts back on track to the real source of her anguish. She inhaled deeply committing to start again. "I saw what you did today. I saw the Queen just hand you Naboo!" She cried with her voice getting louder as she was growing hysterical.

Vader looked at her feeling her process her own thoughts and emotions in front of him until she was left bare before him in a mess of her own feelings. Her face seemed tired and her thin body more exhausted than before. He looked truly at her face in the darkness seeing the signs of a previous episode of tears. Her face was pink and a hum of power lay on her skin unlike anything he had seen before. He was always aware that she could see everything he did and wrote about it in his book. Of course, she would have seen what had happened. He was pleased that she got a taste of the wickedness around her and watched as it took a toll on her. Her body quaked upon the bench while she looked to her shaking hands.

"To witness her betrayal by my own Queen! Who took vows to protect the people! To protect us! I watched as she left us like a lamb surrounded by wolves!" She cried harder standing so that she stood against him. Her hands came up bawled into a fist. With all her rage, sorrow, grief, and anger she hit his chest repeatedly. "At first I watched you negotiate with her offering your…stupid protection that means absolutely nothing! But then to hear her…out of her own mouth just ask that she be taken care of. That her money and status stay secured!" She yelled with tears flowing freely down her face. Her fists turned into slaps as he stood mountainous unbending to her weak attack upon him. "To now know that their weaknesses and vanity is the reason why my sisters and I suffered so horrifically is…is..." She stuttered nearly yelling now as the anger grew inside of her. "She deserved what she got! They all did!" Her eyes began to glow and a dam had broken that was cracking since the beginning. He watched before him as the once proud and strong creature that dare threaten him with her own power now lay crippled at his side. Tears freely fell down her face and her hands went up to hide her shame. "I am so-so sorry. To think this happened to you and it never ends. The cycle never ends!" She cried nearly collapsing onto the floor.

In a blink of an eye he lifted her up and she leaned into his chest and cried harder. Her thin fingers clutched onto him tightly around his neck just crying frantically her frustration about her circumstance. Her body was light in his hold feeling as if he was holding some giant feather rather than a human. Kleio's words struck him light lightening. That she spoke of knowing that this happened to him. As if she had seen it or maybe had recorded it somewhere during Palpatine's sessions. Those words had shaken him and he found he could not leave her like this for others to see. Right now he needed to have everything and everyone operating at their fullest. Any sign of weakness was a reflection of him and so this was unacceptable. He could feel her hands hold him and her nail dig into his suit. Vader turned around with her in his hold and walked up the stairs again towards her assigned room that he had given her. He used his mind to open the door and inside he went. He looked around the darkness of the room hearing her cries in his ears. The door closed behind upon further entry into the room. Seeing her bed he went to it and laid her down gently feeling her grip loosen but stop him from pulling away entirely.

She touched the cheek of his helmet with red puffy eyes staring into them. "You have my unconditional loyalty. I have a place to show you tomorrow that can help you with whatever you need. But first I need to know…" She whispered as tears continued to roll down her face. "Is this how Vader came to be?" She asked before letting him go. "This pain and anger that I feel, is this what led to your creation?"

He did not answer. Seeing her in such a state was maddening. Her bright violet eyes glowed in the dark unnaturally. Her hair was radiant in the dark as if it was about to catch fire and burst into a purple glow. No longer was the gradient color of her hair there fading from pink to purple to blue and black. It was all bright and purple hanging behind her now. She truly looked as if she did not belong in this galaxy as he had never seen anyone or anything like her. His mind then thought of this. She knew everything about him as Vader but that he knew nothing of her background or how she lived on Naboo. During Palpatine's rants to strike obedience within him, he mentioned before that Kleio hailed from a temple on this planet. So clearly, she must have had a history before becoming what she was. Maybe this could aid him as to her identity and the truth behind her odd powers. Above all he needed to strengthen her as well as stop her infernal melancholy actions. Anger grew inside of him and quickly looked around the room in search of something for her to write in. Maestro sat on the table beside her charging and turned off. Seeing the desired items, he walked over to the shelf where her books and utensils were placed. He looked over everything before growling at his lack of results. Quickly he left the room leaving the door open.

"Does it ever go away? To lose all the ones you loved. The betrayed by the person you put your faith in. Does the pain from this ever leave you?" She whispered in the dark alone. She pulled her knees up to her chin and sat there in her bed.

Kleio wiped her face and did her best to get herself under control. She hadn't meant for things to go like this but she couldn't help herself. She made plans to betray him; to ruin his spoils because she thought she would remain prisoner. That also she would live a life doing nothing to give back to society or to the good of the people. That her purpose in life would be a complete waste of space. A one liner in the great big book of the universe simply annotated at the bottom with an asterisk. It was foolish of her to think so especially given the circumstances. She thought that once she was free she would be safe in the Queens home to really make a difference and redeem herself. However after witnessing the Queen's betrayal, her high ideals were destroyed. It hurt to the core of her heart that the Queen was more concerned over her own wealth and fate than the people that cheered and rooted for her. Then it got her thinking about the day Palpatine and his troops stormed her temple and took them.

What if that day could have been avoided?

What if the royal family would have fought instead of showing their bellies like cowards?

The lives of her sisters wouldn't have been taken for nothing. The Queen's daughter did nothing to stop the invasion and the old queen who retook the throne had left everything to ruin. She just let them come in destroy things that made the people hope and allowed them to take whatever they wanted. Back then Naboo had an army. She had resources. Theed was prosperous and had many men and women that would die to protect her. How could the royal family give it all away? She could have done something then if not now! But then when she saw that her own crown betrayed them in such a way, she was irate and filled with so much sorrow. It hurt to see the truth before her. And it hurt even more to know that realistically she was never really free.

"Your emotions will not serve you like this." Spoke his deep voice catching her attention as she did not see him come back inside and hear the door close. He stood by her bedside like a robot. She watched as he dropped somethings by her side and she looked down in the cover of her blankets amongst the dark. Her hands reached over to the lamp by Maestro and cut it on so she could see. Her fingers picked up the brown old leather covered book carefully flipping it open to see what was inside. Her eyes drew up in confusion. "I don't understand. It's empty." She saw the pen that rolled underneath her thigh and she went to grab for it as well.

"You're no use to me or yourself in this state. You need to be stronger than this if you are to do anything useful. Write out your truth." He stated folding his arms over his chest.

"But-But I can't. It is forbidden for muses to write about their-"

"You speak as if these rules still apply." He stated harshly reminding her of why they were there in the first place. She grew annoyed at this hearing the truth so loudly that if she wrote it down she thought she would bleed because it hurt so. A gasp left her lips as the empty book opened in her hands to the front page clearly by the use Vader's command of the force. "Who were you before you took the name Kleio! Write down the horror that happened to you." He asked angrily.

"But I don't-"

"Write first your name just as you do everyone else." He pointed on the empty page. "You can do this simple task can't you?" He mocked.

Furiously she took the pen and wrote scribbling harshly along the white pages. She threw the pen down and pushed the book towards him. "There!" She yelled back at him. "That's all I know!"

Vader took the book that she tossed to her side. He took the book into his hands and opened it to the front page where she had wrote. He read the lines through his mask and he froze upon seeing the words written. The lamp light burst causing her to scream and throw her hands up to protect herself. She felt tiny pieces of glass fly across her skin dangerously. Kleio slowly moved down her hands to see what had happened. Her hands swiped at her dress and her legs of the glass before looking at the lamp itself. Darkness blanketed her room now leaving them two alone in the dark. Her violet eyes looked at him shockingly. "What happened?"

Vader said nothing for a few minutes looking at her through the mask as if seeing for the first time the truth for himself just as she could see it. The book was held tightly in his hands. His hand came out and the pieces flew off her body and her bed into the metal bin by the door. "Sleep." He commanded and without further word he left leaving her behind alone. He walked with heavy steps back down the stairs towards his speeder. The words she left on the page replayed in his mind hauntingly. Everything she wrote was the truth and she could not write down a lie. That was the rule to her powers. So what she wrote was indeed reality. It also meant everything had changed and so did her usefulness to him. Above all he needed to confront that wretched woman as she would know about her past more than anyone. After all it was her that sent her away so young. Vader looked at the book again opening it to the front pages where it had written.

My name is Padme.

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