Well it's after midnight in my timezone. I went looking for a good canine animal for Leia to call R2 since he's the Skywalker Family dog and they love him like one and he returns it with loyalty.

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Two weeks later . . .

Bail walked through the gardens with Leia at his side.

Two weeks ago someone had brutally murdered the young noblemen responsible for raping both Leia and Winter. The populace felt bad for the young men but they did say that they had it coming seeing that the way things were going justice wasn't going to be served. And that even though it was vigilante justice they would never hurt another young woman again just because of her birth status.

Bail was just glad that Leia seemed to be putting some needed weight back on.

"Father, is it wrong to want to thank the person or persons that killed them?" Leia asked softly. Bail was silent for a few moments, carefully considering her question. "Leia, what they did to you is horrific. The fact that their families tried to make light of the whole matter made it worse. This isn't Coruscant and at least until you reach adulthood you are a member of the Royal House. They shamed the whole Alderaanian Culture. It's natural that you not feel bad about their deaths and it doesn't make you a bad person." He told her as he wrapped an arm around her.

He felt her winch slightly but chose not to say anything. She had been winching on and off for the last few days.

After a few minutes they headed for a small dining area so that they could eat as a family. Family, Bail almost snorted. Breha had been acting as if Leia was something dirty and needed to either be cleaned or thrown out.

It had been rough on and off for some years where Breha seemed to love Leia with all her heart and other times she acted as if Leia either didn't exist or as if she was so child that had wandered in from either the streets or from the Servants' Wing.

They entered the small dining room and took their seats.

Bail sighed with relief when Breha didn't say anything when they entered. The first course was going on without a hitch when Leia whispered something to a server.

Bail just assumed that she was asking for a glass of blue milk or some more of something.

A few minutes later the server reappeared with a tray with a glass of blue milk and a bottle of something that Bail figured was for either he salad or her meat.

He watched as Leia thanked the server and then doused her pickled greens with the sauce first before taking a big bite.

"Leia!" Breha called out harshly. "What did you just put on your pickled Mon Cala Seaweed?" Bail watched as Leia lazily turned the bottle at an angle as if she couldn't decide whether to tell Breha what the sauce was or pushing it across the table so Breha could read it herself.

"Coreilla Habrae Hot Sauce." Leia said nonchalantly. "Coreilla Habrae hot Sauce doesn't go on seaweed of any type." Breha gritted out.

Leia shrugged. "Tastes good to me." She said calmly.

"Breha," Bail said as calmly as he could. "Leia has had a stressful few months; let her deal with it in her own way."

"Don't stand up to her Bail!" Breha nearly shouted. "You have been letting her do her own thing as soon as she could walk. No more of her getting her own way."

There was a crashing sound and Bail turned in time to see Leia flee the small dining room.

His heart sank at the thought that she was suffering not only from the after affects of the rape but from the arguments between him and Breha that were becoming more and more frequent since he had taken leave from the Senate because of what had happened.

He now remembered why he stayed away for such long periods of time now. It was to avoid ugly fights with his wife that would enviably occur if he was home for too long; unless he had nearly died that was.

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Leia fled the dining room.

She just couldn't take it anymore! The fighting just seemed to get worse and worse. The woman that she once was pleased to call 'mother' now hated her.

Somehow she found her way to the Royal Family's Private Hangar. It took no time to find R2 and then hurry over to him.

R2 must have seen her coming because he rolled over to her and asked her how she was. "The Queen hates me!" she told the droid "She's never let me be my own person and she sees everything I do as wrong."

With that she sat down on the Hangar floor.

"Why did my real mother have to die?" she asked the droid. "I'm sure that she'd be more understanding then that witch."

She could feel the tears soaking her face.

She felt R2 gently bump into her and she felt a small smile form on her face despite the tears. "You would make a great Nelvaan Wolf R2." Leia told her loyal droid. R2 tootled that he liked being compared to animals that could be pets.

Leia felt herself smiling again when she felt the sensation that she had been feeling for days happened again. It felt like something in her was shifting around; she didn't know how else to put it.

"I pray to whatever Deities that exist that I'll be a better mother to my children then she has been to me." Leia said as she stood and headed for her suite.

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R2 watched as Leia walked away. Something wasn't quite right about her. If she was a droid he'd say that she had a glitch of some type but seeing that she was human so she couldn't have glitches that were that bad it had to be something else.

He turned around and went in search of 3PO. The droid might know what was bothering her a bit more than he'd know since 3PO had been with Padmé when she probably was being overly emotional.

That thought gave R2 a reason to pause. What if . . . . He didn't allow himself to finish the thought and hurried off to find 3PO, thanking the Force the whole time that he tricked Captain Antilles into leaving the room while he fooled with 3PO's memories and then said that they had been erased.

He found 3PO in no time and got the sometimes annoying Protocol Droid to follow him to Leia's Suite.

When they arrived they found Leia weeping on her bed. R2 went over and retrieved the datapad that Leia used to mark appointments, dates and what not on and quickly scrolled through it. He would have sighed with relief if he had been organic. She wasn't pregnant which was a relief.

Suddenly Leia sat up and retrieved the commlink that was on the small table by her bed. R2 watched as she called the kitchen and asked them to send up a tray of fried tubers some snow beans, a glass of blue milk and Coreillia Habrae Hot Sauce.

That was a strange food combination R2 thought when she was done. A few minutes later the tray arrived and the serving droid left.

R2 watched in surprise as Leia covered the snow beans and not the fried tubers in the Coreillia Habrae hot Sauce. He knew for a fact that one didn't put hot sauce of any type on snow beans; unless they weren't human.

"Come on R2," 3PO suddenly said. "The Princess should be allowed to eat in private."

R2 took one last look at Leia before following 3PO into the sitting area of the suite. "R2, I feel that you must know this since it is very important. Mistress Padmé for some time ate her green vegetables with hot sauces."

R2 would have frowned. He didn't remember her ever doing that when he was around so he informed 3PO of it.

"It was during the end of the War a few months before she died she liked to have hot sauces with her food. Especially on her Mon Cala Seaweed and Snow Beans." 3PO told him.

The implication sank in and R2 quickly informed him that he had to be wrong. "I hope that I am too my friend." 3PO said softly.

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I keep on planning on getting to the part where Din Riain dies but more needs to happen before we get there.

And a special thanks to Rookworm for their thoughts. I had taken some of them into consideration and others I need to consider more. So Thank you once again.

And now I am signing off for the rest of the night.