AN: Some old friends (of sorts) return, while various folks try to get a handle on Shaak and the implications of her reign. Thanks to new followers: Typho, ziandra, VengefulRaptor
Chapter 5: The Jedi Return?
Coruscant, Imperial Palace – 1 ABY 1 month, 5 days, 8 hours
A shuttle landed at the Imperial Palace dedicated spaceport, which was piloted by Knight of the Order Frehya Lumoxa and also aboard was Doctor of Archaeology Chelli Lona Aphra. The Empress had asked Frehya to bring Chelli along so as to discuss the topic of droid forces. Frehya had also wanted to visit Shaak and inform her of what she and Master Yoda had discussed regarding Valles Santhé and her latent Force ability.
"So we're here. This is where she lives now, huh?" Chelli asked in a deadpan tone.
"That's right. I was here for the coronation a month ago. They were still working on things but now it's complete. Let's go inside."
Frehya exited the shuttle with Chelli right behind her. They entered the Palace after leaving the spaceport and took in the grandeur of the main entrance and the spacious lobby area as people milled about. It was a typical business morning in the center of the capital world, a place where some 100 billion sentients went about their daily lives. Valles Santhé's polling organization had registered high marks of approval for the Empress so far, as she had made some public appearances and had given a few interviews where she spoke of her plans for the Galaxy, and her desire to improve the lives of the people everywhere. The new palace was fast becoming a tourist attraction and the new Imperial Government district had become a showplace of elegant architecture, with many of the buildings cast in a white marble-like substance that reflected Coruscanti sunlight. A newly commissioned statue of Shaak – a full five metres tall, and depicting her as a defender of the Galaxy in blue and white marble in a long gown, with her lekku somewhat exaggerated in length – had been placed in the center of the plaza before the main entrance to the palace and it had become a mecca for tourists to have their picture taken. Street musicians gave impromptu performances nearby, most singing the praises of the Empress and lauding her beauty and elegance. Clearly the honeymoon period after her coronation had not ended.
Chelli looked around, seemingly impressed. "It's quite nice. They did a good job for her."
Frehya chuckled. "How well did you get to know Master Shaak when we were together on Felucia?"
"Not that well. Master Ahsoka was the one I mostly dealt with. I came to admire her greatly. She's always been fair with me and she even looked after me. I will be happy to lend my expertise for Her Majesty, who is Ahsoka's mom. Everyone here seems to be in love with her."
Eventually the two made it to Shaak's ante-room, after having convinced security – who had by now been briefed on how to handle Members of the Order – they were to be allowed entrance. Soon Shaak emerged from a side entrance, wearing a soft green and pink gown that flowed behind her, along with a glittering tiara and the ever-present amulet around her neck.
Frehya and then Chelli each knelt before her and gently kissed her right hand when it was offered. Chelli gazed upon Shaak and was immediately awe-struck. Her emotions were immediately evident and Shaak smiled.
"Come, child. Welcome to my home. I am very glad to see you." She turned to Frehya. "And you, my dear friend. I have missed you."
She led them back to a small sitting area near her Imperial bedroom. In many ways, Shaak still desired to live more simply and was somewhat uncomfortable sleeping in such luxurious surroundings, but she was growing accustomed to it. The years on Felucia – where she often slept on the ground among the trees – would always be a part of her character.
Frehya looked around, taking it all in. "Shaak, darling. This is wonderful. But is it you?"
The Empress chuckled. "It is now, it seems. I am still making it my own. I've always been one to adapt to my circumstances and surroundings. It is the wish of the people that I be honored and worshipped, so I will indulge them to a degree."
She looked around, paying careful attention to Chelli, who had sunk into one of the comfortable chairs and was relaxing blissfully. "Would anyone like something to drink? I've been up for a few hours and need a little something."
Chelli watched as the Empress went into her personal kitchen and warmed up an herbal beverage. She does things for herself – not your typical queen. Soon the three of them were sharing a delicious and stimulating tea-like drink. Shaak then got down to business. She looked at Frehya.
"I believe you asked for this meeting, dear?"
"Indeed, Shaak. I thought you might like to know that we think Valles is not only Force-sensitive, but very powerful in the Force overall.
Shaak smiled. "How did you come to that conclusion?"
"Well, I discussed this with Master Yoda. He detected that Valles's level of power. Had you ever noticed that?"
Shaak's expression changed to a more neutral blank stare, as her eyes darkened. The amulet began to glow in a soft reddish tone that caught Chelli's attention. The Empress then spoke.
"Yes, but I had not attempted to measure it. I need to meditate on this before I see her again. But if this is indeed true, may I ask what you make of it, dear Frehya?"
Frehya took a deep breath, exhaled, then looked into Shaak's eyes, which remained unreadable.
"Shaak, something about her seems off to me. She's always very polite, even gracious and seemingly very kind, but she's rather clever and I'm just not sure what she ultimately wants to accomplish. Maybe you can trust her, but I would feel better if I could stay closer to you. I would like to get an idea of how things work around here."
Shaak remained silent, perhaps considering it. Eventually she answered.
"I would love to have you, my friend. But what of your duties on Felucia? I need that planet to be well-managed, and if you are correct about Queen Valles, someone should be observing her movements carefully … but … as she is the Queen of Lianna and all allied sectors on the Outer Rim, she is not one to easily monitor."
Frehya nodded. "I could wrap everything up there regarding the Order. Knights Cobo and Xendar are doing a fine job, in my estimation. They are most worthy members of the Order and have learned more about proper management from me."
Shaak chuckled. "And I also see that Knight Xendar has grown close to you."
Frehya laughed. "I should know I cannot hide anything from you, Master. He and I are starting to become attracted. But my duty to you always comes first."
Shaak nodded. "I am quite fortunate to have you, dear. Why don't you stay here for a few days and we shall review it together." She then turned to Doctor Aphra. "My dear, let us talk privately. I have some plans regarding a new pilot force that I want to go over with you."
Chelli smiled. "Yes, your Majesty. I would be delighted to do that."
Frehya left the room and was met by Shaak's two Togruta maidens, who showed her to a luxurious guest suite that was part of the Empress's private space. Shaak and Chelli then discussed various matters pertaining to droids and the possibility of gaining a new exploratory force. They went over the designs which had been used in the Clone War and how Chelli and Jaybo had updated them, and also had programmed them to be completely loyal to the Order. Chelli explained that their manufacturing technique could be quickly expanded and large numbers of the various models could be produced as needed.
"My dear doctor," Shaak purred softly. "I would also like to discuss the Droid Gotra. Where do things stand with that organization?"
Chelli nodded. Her level of comfort with the Empress had grown during the meeting and she had opened up considerably.
"Your Majesty, I have been working with them more and more in recent months. About a year ago, I had been given an opportunity to make some money by obtaining something called the Triple Zero Personality Matrix. I don't know if you are familiar with it, my Empress, but it is an ingenious program that provides all manner of servants, soldiers, commanders, researchers – you name it – and we have been making some adjustments to it. Count Dooku would likely have loved to gain access to this."
Shaak ran this over in her mind. Clearly, the implications of this were serious and Aphra was again showing her value to the Order – and now, the Crown as well.
"Chelli. This is indeed something of great value. So what did Droid Gotra want with it?"
"Well, I never ended up giving it to them. Lord Vader showed up and we decided to hold onto it. It seems he was interested in building a personal force – just why, he didn't say."
Shaak chuckled. "How like Anakin. What happened next?"
"Then Master Ahsoka showed up and Lord Vader had to put his plans on hold, because Ahsoka wanted me to come to Felucia where she could look after me and keep me out of trouble."
Shaak laughed. "A most fortunate development, wouldn't you say?"
Chelli also laughed. "I owe so much to her, your Majesty."
"You do indeed. Now … I have been studying this Droid Gotra organization. I've purchased some units from them in the past. I believe they might well be helpful – if not instrumental – in crafting our new force."
Chelli responded, "What is your plan for the new force, your Majesty?"
"A supplement to our military. A way to project power without putting our valiant troops in harm's way. I have two distinct aims. One, to take on and neutralize, if not eliminate, the corrosive effect of the various crime syndicates. Two, to do a proper analysis and exploration of the so-called Unknown Regions."
"Ah … your Majesty, are you planning to bring them under your rule?"
Shaak chuckled. "Not so much my rule, but as part of a unified authority for the Galaxy as a whole. They would gain representation and their issues and concerns given a full airing."
"Wow, quite ambitious. How might I be of help to you? Perhaps as liaison with Droid Gotra? They would likely jump at the chance to serve you directly."
"I will let you know, Doctor. For now, I would like to extend my hospitality to you by letting you stay in the Palace for a few nights and explore the planet at your leisure. I will provide a security contingent to accompany you as you so desire."
"Would I be able to meet with military leaders?"
"Not at first. Anakin and Maris have plenty to do for the time being. But, considering your past dealings with Anakin, I am certain he will take interest. Chelli, I want to thank you for all you have done for the Order, from the days of rebellion and now the Second Empire. If you play your cards right, you will become someone of great importance in the Galaxy and – I know this has always been a consideration – you will be well compensated, and able to hold your head high as a great lady here on Coruscant."
Chelli rose, bowed deeply, and again kissed Shaak's hand.
"I am eager to rise to the challenge, your Majesty."
Coruscant, Ground Level – 1 ABY 1 month, 6 days, 18 hours
Later that same week, Reema Andujah, Padawan of the Order, went to ground level on Coruscant, about 100 km from the Imperial Palace and the new Government District. She had contacted an "old friend" and was awaiting his arrival. Dressed in a plain pink sheath dress, and covered by a light black cloak, Reema could feel the change in seasons as there was a distinct nip in the air. The planetary authorities on Coruscant managed the climate in a general way and there was always the need to recycle the air and water in the atmosphere and at ground level. Contrary to what many believed, Coruscant was not entirely covered by development. There were small mountain ranges and bodies of (reasonably) fresh water, mostly in the polar regions of the planet. The planetary management authority kept the climate steady, with slight increases and decreases of the temperature through the year. They had also kept a careful monitor on the solar output level of the system's star, so they might adjust conditions on the planet in response, but for the most part, no fine tuning was needed.
Reema had grown up on the planet and knew well the dangers awaiting a woman traveling alone at the ground level, but she was also formidably armed with her trusty lightsabre and had developed great ability with the Force. Anyone thinking about accosting her would be dealt with in rude fashion. A few passers-by regarded her with a suspicion and glanced at her, but most simply ignored her and went on about their business. Coruscant was a stratified society and many were not fortunate enough to be allowed passage to the mid or upper levels of the planet, mostly due to lack of resources, but this did not mean they were "undesirables" in the sense of criminal or gang activity, just people of limited means trying their best to carve out a living.
At last, Mister Menoway appeared. Seeing Reema, his mood brightened and he came over to her. They embraced for a few seconds, then he took a step back to take in her whole being.
"You seem to be doing well, young lady," he remarked.
She chuckled. "I am trying."
"How is it going in your new life? Do they respect you? Are you eating well?" Menoway seemed to show a paternal concern for her.
Reema touched his forearm gently. "Thank you for asking. Yes, many things are going well. I've almost made it to Knight level in the Order. I just met with the Empress a few days ago."
Menoway looked around carefully, then gestured to an entrance. "Let's step inside, shall we? Probably not a good idea to be discussing these topics in general out in the open."
She nodded and followed him through a portal and they took a lift about five levels up, then walked to a window that looked out on the street below. Speeder traffic was sometimes visible but no one stopped or landed near them.
"So you met the Empress?" Menoway appeared to be impressed. "What is she like?"
Reema chuckled again. "She's really kind of sweet. She hugged me a lot. She also gave me a holocron about the Jedi. I've been studying it. I'm now working on sabre form number 2. It's difficult but I know I can do it."
He laughed. "That's my girl. Nothing is too big for you."
"I've also been reading about the recent history and what it was like before that War that everyone talks about. There was a guy named Mace Windu. Did you ever hear of him?"
"Yes. He was well known at one time. The time before the Empire, the days of the Republic."
"Hmm … they have a plaque for him, on the wall of the tenth level in the new palace. He's part of the Jedi wall of fame."
"Reema. Why are you asking about this guy?"
"Because he looks like you," she said, gazing him straight in the eye.
Menoway looked around, making sure no one was in earshot. "Do you really think so?"
"Yes. Except you are older. But he's supposed to be dead. Twenty years ago."
"Oh, he's not dead."
"Really? How do you know that?"
"Because he's me. But I don't go by that name any more. I had to go into hiding and cover my ability with the Force. The Emperor would have come after me."
Reema gasped. "Oh, wow. I'm so sorry. But I mentioned you to the Empress."
Menoway laughed. "You did, huh … Reema, let's sit down and talk for a bit."
The two of them walked away from the window and went deeper into the building. Menoway seemed to be familiar with it and they found a small room a couple of levels higher up after ascending a stairway. There was a water cooler and some paper cups, and he asked her if she was thirsty. She nodded and he filled a pair of cups and then they sat down together in a small room that was dimly lit.
"So, young Reema. I guess it's time for you to know more. I've tried to protect you when I could. When we first met, I could tell you were in a bad place. The Underground is very harsh on a child, but you had survived, so I knew you were someone special. I see I was right."
Reema's eyes grew wider as she started taking it all in. She simply stared at him, and waited for him to continue.
"Something you may not fully understand – but I'm sure you are aware of – is there are many secrets in the Underground. Imperial prying eyes do not usually uncover much and they usually disregard things down here. Those who learn to survive here develop many useful skills. One of these is being able to read people. Force ability and sensitivity is quite valuable."
Reema again seemed deep in thought. Finally, she spoke up.
"So, how did you first discover me?"
"I happened to be eating at a café and I saw you steal some food. But you weren't a typical street kid. Your method showed you were already strong with the Force. I knew you needed to be protected. If the Emperor discovered you, you would have been in great danger."
"What would he have done to me?"
"Most likely, terminated you. But perhaps he might have seen your potential and wanted to train you himself, as a possible future apprentice – as he did Anakin. So I knew you might have a bright future if you could stay out of trouble. I took it upon myself to look after you from a distance."
Reema paused, then asked, "So you knew I had the Force? Back then, I didn't even know. I just had this ability but I didn't tell anyone. It seemed like it would get me in trouble. But I would get so hungry. Sometimes I would go three or four days with nothing to eat."
He sighed. "Yes, I know. But you survived – maybe it was the Will of the Force. So, let me tell you about the Empress. I knew her many years ago. We used to train together. I have the greatest respect for her but I was as surprised as anyone when Shaak rose to the throne – really just a few weeks ago, it seems. She had made it seem that she had been killed in Order 66 like so many other Jedi."
"So she was a Jedi. I never realized that but I guess it's not a surprise. But sir, are you concerned that she might try to find you? I didn't tell her where you were, but I'm sure she can read minds."
"Oh, she definitely can do that. Shaak will likely be paying me a visit, somehow."
Reema nodded. "I think she will be glad to see you, to know you are still around."
"I hope so," he laughed. "So much has happened since then. I have no idea how she overthrew Palpatine, but I'm awfully proud of her. And yet …"
"What?" Reema interrupted.
"There's something different about her. I watched her coronation on the holo-vid like so many others. Her powers have clearly grown. She's potentially very dangerous now."
Reema nodded. "But I think I like her. I feel very safe in her presence."
"I understand," he simply said. Then he rose and Reema followed him over to the window. She could feel her Force sense telling her danger was near. Menoway looked down and then they both could see a dark figure on the street below.
"Who is that?" Reema asked, more out of curiosity than fear.
"Oh, she's someone I've come to know recently. She started turning up here about three months ago. I suppose she's looking for me."
Reema studied the figure carefully, and felt her hand clutching at her lightsabre. She followed Menoway to the street below. Soon the dark lady came to them.
"Ah. Sir Menoway. I see you have brought a young apprentice along."
She scanned Reema quickly, apparently pleased. "Young one, you are quite impressive. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lizza, the Enforcer, and representative of the inter-Galactic Council of the Guides." Lizza then opened her cloak and stood proudly in front of Reema, her dark skin-tight suit gleaming in the reduced light of the Coruscanti evening.
Not knowing what exactly to say, Reema simply curtsied. "Pleased to meet you, madam," she heard herself utter. "My name is Reema Andujah."
"Ah. My ruler will be quite pleased to learn of your existence. Menoway, is this what you wanted me to see?"
He shook his head. "First, I have to ask. Are you still needing more of those crystals?"
Lizza smirked a little, then stared him in the face. "Are you saying you have more of them?"
"I know where I can get some."
"You called me here … for this?" Lizza's eyes flashed red. Immediately, Reema was on alert, but she kept quiet.
Menoway, detecting Reema's discomfort, kept talking. "I didn't call you here. It sounds like you have someone's expectations to meet."
Lizza shrugged him off. "Fine. Tell me where."
"The moon of the planet Jedha."
"I don't believe you. The Imperial forces – with what they called a 'death star' – blew that place up over a year ago."
"Here's the thing, Dark Lady. They only destroyed the Holy City. It would be easy to reopen the mines."
Lizza scoffed. "How might you know about this? You yourself told me you've been on this planet for like 20 years."
"I know what I told you. But what I didn't tell you was that I was once a Jedi Master and Jedha was a major source for us – during the days of the Republic."
She appeared to consider his admission. "I will give it a look. But you had better be right about this. My queen is getting weary of excuses."
Menoway stared her down. "I am right. You will see."
Lizza was already walking away. Reema watched her bound away, light on her feet, then disappear. She turned to Menoway.
"Who is that?"
"Just someone in a hurry. Don't pay her any mind."
Reema turned up her nose. "I think the Empress might want to know there's a Sith lady on the loose. Wouldn't you?"
"So you think she's a Sith?"
"Uh, yeah … and who is this queen she referred to?"
"Not sure, actually. But as for Shaak, are you going to tell her?
"I have to. She is the Grand Master of the Order."
"My guess is she may already know. Very few things ever got by her." He paused for a minute, then grasped Reema's hands gently. "Young lady, I want the best for you. And I believe you know right and wrong. I will await the call from the Empress."
Reema nodded and signaled for a speeder, which arrived quickly and took her away.
Somewhere in the Western reaches of the Galaxy – 1 ABY 1 month, 7 days
An Imperial shuttle craft traveled through hyperspace, being piloted by a young human male about 20 years of age. Seated next to him was a K2-series droid, whom he had befriended. Their journey was nearing its end as they were running low on fuel.
Ezra Bridger had been through quite an ordeal over the past few months, on a voyage that saw him travel in a stricken Imperial Star Destroyer that had been under the command of Imperial Grand Admiral Thrawn. Bridger's home planet of Lothal in the eastern Outer Rim had been under Imperial occupation for the past few years and had been the site of a Santhé-Sienar factory that was to produce the new TIE Defender series star fighters. These craft were state-of-the-art in terms of handling and capability and were more than a match for the X-wings that the Rebellion mostly used. But a small band of rebels, the crew of the high-powered freighter Ghost, had strung together a plan that not only succeeded in destroying the factory, they had driven the Imperials from the planet. The final part of this plan involved Ezra's friendly relationship with the mysterious Purrgils, a group of giant sentient whale-like creatures that could travel through hyperspace on their own power. At a critical moment in the battle for Lothal, the creatures showed up in large numbers, completely overwhelming two ISDs and surrounding the third, which was the Grand Admiral's flagship Chimaera. In the struggle, the Purrgils surrounded the Chimaera and carried it with them into hyperspace.
The remaining crew members of the Ghost: Hera Syndulla, Sabine Wren, Zeb Orellios and the droid C1-10P (usually known as "Chopper") had lost contact with Ezra and had no idea where he had gone. Syndulla later joined the Rebellion on Felucia after contacting Ahsoka Tano, bringing Chopper along with her in the Ghost, which had always been her ship. Wren returned to her home planet Mandalore, to assist Bo-Katan Kryze in leading the resistance there against the Empire, while Orellios went off to the new home world of his people, the Lasat species. Kanan Jarrus, a former Jedi Padawan who had escaped Coruscant during Order 66 and the Jedi Purge, met Syndulla around 11 BBY and grew close to her, eventually joining the rebellion as her second-in-command on the Ghost. Unfortunately, Jarrus was killed in the fighting on Lothal by the Imperials. Before he died he was able to save Syndulla, Wren, Orellios, and Bridger from certain destruction as the Empire, under orders from maniacal system Governor Arihnda Pryce, blew up a large fuel tank in an attempt to take out the rebels. Pryce would later die in the final battle on Lothal. The TIE Defender series production line was moved to Lianna and one of the first orders it filled was for then Grand Master Shaak Ti of the Order.
The Purrgils then brought the Chimaera through hyperspace, but they were hardly able to reach the velocity of any Imperial ships of the line, let alone a fast freighter such as the Ghost. The trip took over a month and when the group emerged from hyperspace, they were in unknown space and unable to contact the Imperial fleet. Supplies on the ship grew quite tight, eventually requiring the crew to go to half-rations, plus the fuel cells on board the ship were acting up, greatly limiting the amount of water they could produce. Thrawn gambled on a hunch that they were now in the Unknown Regions (in the Galactic West) and thus they were within hailing distance of his home world in the Chiss Ascendancy. They were finally met by a Chiss Defense Force armada, who would help Thrawn to get home. As Ezra was not a Chiss, the leaders there agreed to let him return to the known galaxy and he was permitted to use a shuttle that had been brought to Chiss space on board the Chimaera, which was otherwise scuttled. The remaining Imperial crew members were to reside on one of the Chiss worlds temporarily.
The above events all took place between 0 ABY 6 months and 1 ABY 1 month. Ezra and K2-EN finally dropped out of hyperspace and found themselves near the moon Jedha in the Western Mid Rim of the Galaxy. As they made contact, they were given a landing clearance and were also allowed to refuel. Ezra decided to contact Hera and hoped she was still on the Ghost. He opened a frequency on the shuttle and tried to raise her. Fortunately he was in luck.
"Hello, Spectre 2? This is Spectre 6 calling Ghost … can you copy?"
He heard some crackling for a second but then a familiar voice came over the speaker.
"Yes, this is Spectre 2. Ezra! Is it really you? Where have you been all these months?"
"Hera – it's me – you probably won't believe me if I tell you."
"Well, where are you?"
"A planet called Jedha …actually the moon of that planet. I have an Imperial shuttle. We're getting refueled. Where are you?"
"I'm on Felucia, actually. But it's just me and Chop. The war is over, and we're going to Coruscant to see Ahsoka."
Ezra couldn't believe it. "Really? Who won?"
"It's kind of funny. I didn't believe it at first, but the Emperor stepped down and handed the crown to Shaak Ti."
"What? How?"
Nothing Hera was saying seemed to make any sense. Ezra glanced at K2, but the droid seemed just as confused.
"There was a battle … in the Hoth system. I flew in a TIE Defender, and led a rebel squadron. Ahsoka was the overall commander, she and Maris led us and we destroyed two Imperial Star Destroyers."
"Hera, I've got to meet with you." He glanced at a star map. "We can get to Coruscant in about 20 standard hours. Where would we meet you?"
"Ahsoka will be relaying instructions to me soon. You can contact her directly." Hera then relayed the details to Ezra.
He still had trouble believing what he had just learned. "So, I can go to Coruscant and they're not going to just throw me in a detention cell?"
"Not if Princess Ahsoka knows you're coming. Ezra, I'm telling you. We won."
"It just sounds too good to be true. Someone needs to tell Admiral Thrawn that he's got a new boss."
Ezra signed off and then contacted Ahsoka, using the information Hera had given him. The Crown Princess was happy to hear from him and told him where to go once he got to Coruscant. She was rather busy and would discuss everything once he arrived. He mentioned Hera, and Ahsoka said she would be meeting with her as well. Needless to say, he was most curious about how everything was shaking out. He thought back about three years, when he'd met Shaak for the first time. How mysterious she seemed, but he knew she had great power, somehow. So many other questions ran through his mind. What was Hera doing on Felucia? Where were Sabine and Zeb? What would happen to Lothal now that Shaak had taken over, and what kind of leader would she be?
Coruscant, Imperial Senate building, 1 ABY 1 month, 8 days, 12 hours
The Imperial Senate adjourned after a morning plenary session, which was the first time it had convened in almost a year, after former Governor of the Outer Rim, Grand Moff Tarkin, had convinced then-Emperor Palpatine that the Galaxy could be run more effectively by regional governors such as he. The change at the top heartened many Senators and they were eager to get down to business. They wanted to pass sound legislation that would fulfill the Empress's promises and put it on her desk. Queen Valles Santhé had opened the session, giving a rousing speech that lauded Empress Shaak and proclaimed her vision for the Galaxy. The Grand Vizier closed by saying she knew the Senate would do its best to help the Empress, and by extension, the Galaxy. Also she announced that the new Imperial House of Delegates would be convening its first session in another five weeks, once elections had been held in all systems and the results tabulated.
As the Senators filed out of the venerable hall, which had been used for many years, a small group of them agreed to take a meeting together over lunch at a nearby eatery. Mon Mothma of Chandrila, Garm Bel-Iblis of Corellia, and the recently elected Chancellor of Pantora, Riyo Chuchi – three of the leaders of the former Rebellion – stayed after finishing their meals. Bel-Iblis lit a spice pipe and offered a hit to each of his friends. They accepted the offer, and after a mellow mood overcame them, the discussion grew more wide-ranging.
Mothma threw open a general question. "So what are we to make of things so far? Is Shaak still our Golden Girl?"
Bel-Iblis laughed loudly. "She's got my vote. Things are moving fast. I heard she held a meeting with all of the military brass just last week, and had them all – most of them at least – singing her praises."
Riyo chuckled. "I would love to have been there. I'm sure some of the Moffs and Admirals were interested in maybe challenging her – to see how she might respond. She probably set them straight."
Mothma gave her appraisal. "The jury is still out on her, for sure. But so far, I have to admit she is doing her best. The people seem to love her. Planetary leaders back home are urging me to publicly support the Empress. However – as good as her intentions may be, and I have no cause to doubt her – is this truly what we wanted our Alliance to lead us to? We've simply exchanged one authoritarian for another, although this one is far more pleasing to the eye and ear."
Riyo nodded. "They say democracy is imperfect, but it's the best we've got. But how did it do the last time around? Looks like our 'grand experiment' ended badly as corruption overtook the representatives of the people."
Bel-Iblis chimed in. "Shaak has already started to address that. She's expecting us to pass the non-corruption bill this week and send it to her. And this is before the new lower house is even seated. We were saying, give her time. She's backing it up with deeds, not just words."
"Yes," added Riyo. "And soon there will be a campaign to crack down on the organized crime syndicates. If she can make progress there, it would truly be a new day."
Mothma asked for the pipe and took another drag. "I hear you both. And I want so badly to agree. Maybe I can get a meeting with the Empress – one to one. If she's as cooperative as you are saying, Garm, there should be no problem getting on her schedule."
Coruscant, Imperial Government center, 1 ABY 1 month, 9 days, 9 hours
The next day, Leia was successful in gaining some time from Valles Santhé, and was meeting with the Liannese Queen in her office suite atop the Government Center complex. From this lofty perch, one could take in views of the central city in all directions, and see bodies of water and mountains far off in the distance. Valles had set aside a royal office for Shaak whenever she might want to use it, but thus far the Empress had yet to visit the complex, let alone this central tower. Valles wanted to give Leia a chance to explain herself and what she felt were her qualifications to work in the Administration. They had met earlier, on Lianna, after the Battle of Yavin and the destruction of Alderaan. Unknown to Leia at the time, her adoptive mother Breha – onetime Queen of Alderaan – had been visiting Lianna when that happened and had become close friends with Valles. The reunion of Leia with Breha was heartfelt and Valles also told them she was giving them an Outer Rim planet – the decimated former agricultural world of Nechako – which could be reimagined as "New Alderaan" for those Alderaanians that had survived the destruction at the hands of the first Death Star. Valles had indicated to Breha that the planet would be terraformed and given a clean slate, just as was done to turn Malachor into Avalonia.
"Leia Organa Skywalker, former Princess of Alderaan," Valles, wearing a black satin business suit, read from a briefing card she had been given earlier. "A background in military affairs and former participant in the Rebellion against the Empire." She paused, then took a swig of caf from a cup on her desk. "It's good to see you again, and I've been so busy that I've not had much time for your dear mother. The reports I'm getting indicate progress being made on New Alderaan. So … tell me, Miss Organa, what you see yourself doing in Imperial government, considering you had actively opposed it during your brief time in the Senate?"
Leia, dressed all in white as she preferred, curtsied and smiled as she entered. "Your Majesty, Queen Valles. First let me take a minute to congratulate you on attaining the high position of Imperial Grand Vizier. The Empress herself has told me she couldn't do her job without you. Why have I changed my attitude toward the Empire? It's not complicated. I just believe that Empress Shaak is changing everything and wants her empire to serve the people of the Galaxy. That's what the rebellion was all about."
Valles smiled. "I am inclined to agree, Leia. I take it you have studied our plan for the reorganization of the Imperial Administration. I am, however, somewhat surprised that you would not be more interested in a role working under your father and his partner, Master Maris Brood, in the new Imperial Security Bureau."
"Valles, I am actually interested at present in a role with the new Ministry of the Interior and the Empress's plan to coordinate a clean-up of the Outer Rim via working with the military. Removing syndicate influence is no simple matter. We must get to the root of the problem, or things will quickly grow back."
"Quite true, Leia. Perhaps you might wish to return to my home world of Lianna and learn more about the methods we used to eradicate such influence. I once traveled to Alderaan and thought it to be a model world in many ways itself. Some of what I learned there I applied on Lianna, but we have carried things forward quite a bit."
"I would very much like to do that, Valles. I've heard much about your home world, and what a model it is with the way people are treated and your excellent management of the environment and the standard of living your people live at. We should all be so fortunate."
"Exactly. I am pleased that our example speaks for itself … and it also speaks of you as well. Someone as young as you are can already see the benefits of proper planetary management. A person of your talent can almost write her own check – and it once again shows the wisdom of our Empress that she has already recognized your value to her."
"Shaak is a visionary, Valles. I'm glad we agree, and I'm sure you understand that we will do all we can to make her visions become reality."
"Ah, yes. But Leia, it is one thing to talk of the eradication of an organization like Black Sun – quite another to do anything about it. And you no doubt realize that if we exert pressure on them, and on the Hutts, and maybe some others, they will band together for their common aims. I would very much like those at Interior to give you a full hearing. Tell you what. I will make a couple of calls and line up a meeting with the incoming Minister. I thought it proper that he be someone your father also knows well. He will be quite happy to work with the former Lord Vader's daughter."
Leia stood and curtsied to Valles, who nodded and extended a hand, which Leia shook firmly. "I am glad we had this talk, Your Majesty. You are a very worthy person to be Shaak's good right hand."
Valles simply smiled. "My pleasure, Princess. You are an impressive young lady in your own right."
Coruscant, Imperial Palace, 1 ABY 1 month, 9 days, 20 hours
Two days after Ezra's conversations with Hera and Ahsoka, he and the droid K2-EN arrived on Coruscant and were given a landing clearance at the new spaceport for the Imperial Palace. Hera had landed the Ghost at the same place about two hours earlier and she was waiting for him as he came down the ramp from the shuttle. Seeing each other for the first time in months, they immediately hugged, then took a good look at each other.
"It's really you …" She exclaimed.
"We've got some catching up to do," he laughed in reply.
After a few minutes, where they spent time catching up on the events of the previous seven months, Ahsoka then arrived. The Crown Princess was attired in a light cotton dress and open sandal-like shoes, but she was immediately recognized by any and all personnel working the spaceport. She repeatedly had to tell them "as you were" or "at ease," while being sure to thank them for the deference she was being shown. At the moment, Ahsoka was apparently unarmed as her twin lightsabres remained locked in a compartment on her ship Corvala Dawn, also at the same spaceport.
She saw Ezra, walked over and gave him a hug. "We've come so far, my young friend," she said cheerfully. "It's great to see you. Hera had told us that you disappeared with Grand Admiral Thrawn, but that you were able to drive the Empire off of Lothal."
"Exactly," he replied. "But what will happen, now that we have a new Empress?"
"That's something we will be discussing. Her Majesty has requested your presence so you can be debriefed on all you have gone through in the Unknown Regions. You will stay in a guest suite on Level Eleven, not far from her personal space. We've even provided a change of clothes for you so you will be more appropriately attired when meeting with her."
Ahsoka then turned to Hera. "Old friend, it's great to see you as well. We had lost touch after Hoth."
Hera nodded. "Well, I went back to Felucia for a bit, then I caught up with Sabine. They are also wondering how Empress Shaak will handle things."
Ahsoka laughed. "I think she will be extending an invitation for them to come here and meet with her. All established systems will have representation in the new Senate and the new lower House. Shaak is serious about giving people a voice."
Ahsoka paused, then asked, "speaking of Sabine, how are things on Mandalore now? I've learned from Anakin that the surface settlements were destroyed about a year ago. He mentioned that Palpatine was quite unhappy with the revolt that took place there and ordered the fleet to bombard the planet. Not much was left standing and millions of Mandalorians were killed."
Hera sighed. "Yes, Sabine filled me in. She and Bo-Katan Kryze were able to flee and they went to Concordia, along with her mother, Ursula Wren, and a few others from their clans."
"So that satisfied Palpatine's blood lust?"
"It appears so. I'd be happy to assist on the details if you feel like bringing the matter up with the Empress."
Ahsoka shook her head slowly. "I need to, for sure. Sabine is a friend."
Hera nodded. Ezra, momentarily dazed while learning of the events on Mandalore for the first time, sputtered out, "we've got to help them!"
"I will certainly mention it to Shaak. I'm not sure, but I think Mandalore may be under the jurisdiction of Duchess Ana and her friend Countess Ry, who is from Mandalore."
The three of them walked into the palace and Ahsoka led them up to the 11th level of the building. Both Ezra and Hera checked into their suites and changed into more formal attire. Ahsoka herself put on a pink gown and one of her tiaras, while Hera found a dark dress with green accents that matched her skin tone. Ezra donned slacks and a tunic. He still had his lightsabre, not wanting to leave it on the shuttle. Ahsoka indicated that would be acceptable, although the security had given it a funny look. The princess assured them she had things under control.
The three of them entered Shaak's ante-room and Ezra started feeling some excitement over being able to see her again for the first time in years. Knowing Ahsoka was there, Shaak soon emerged, in a long green gown with golden accents, while the ever-present amulet was again in its place dangling from the Empress's neck. Mother and daughter embraced each other briefly, then stepped back to admire each other.
"How wonderful you look, Mother. We have not spent enough time together, but I will be here for a few days," Ahsoka noted, with a smile.
"Very good, my child. I would feel much better knowing that you are actively engaged and keeping abreast of all the developments in our government. This is a critical time for the Galaxy. The decisions we take now will have great impact in the years to come. I am desirous of setting the example for what future sovereign leaders should be."
Shaak then turned to her other two guests, who then rose and bowed before her. She extended her right hand, which Hera kissed gently, then, realizing what was expected, Ezra soon did the same.
"Ah, Hera Syndulla. How are things with you? It has been quite a while since we talked. I want to think you for your contributions to our victory at Hoth and the success of the rebellion."
Hera bowed again, then Shaak turned to Ezra. "Young man, it is good to finally see you again." She scanned him briefly, then continued. "It is clear you have been through many recent adventures. I want to commend your effective strategy which led to your victory on Lothal."
"Thank you, your Majesty," he replied, while also bowing to her again. "May I ask you a question?"
Shaak seemed to glare at him for a second, then she chuckled. "Let's take a stroll, shall we? Ahsoka, Hera, please come with us."
She led them back to another sitting room that also had a similar view of the surrounding area. Ahsoka, Ezra, and Hera were all seated in comfortable chairs, while Shaak took her seat on something resembling an informal throne. As she relaxed, she started smoothing her gown, then gestured to Ezra.
"You were saying, Mr. Bridger?"
Ezra swallowed hard, then asked, "Your Majesty, what will happen to Lothal now? Will you re-establish Imperial control?"
She smiled. "A worthwhile question, considering all you have gone through. But the situation there is being managed from the Lianna system and this was decided soon after you disappeared. I understand that someone named Ryder Azadi is now the planetary governor, and the world is part of our evolving system of governance for the Outer Rim. It my policy that worlds such as Lothal, that are peaceful and mean no harm to their neighbors and also that do not plot against my rule, will be left to manage their own affairs. Azadi is part of that setup and thus far, it has been working well. The Queen of Lianna – Valles Santhé – is also my Grand Vizier, and thus I am well aware of her plans. The people there are satisfied with the current setup."
Ezra seemed relieved. "Thank you so much, your Majesty. You are a much fairer ruler than the Emperor was."
"I'm so glad you approve, young man." Shaak deadpanned. "But now you may tell me a few things that are of interest. I understand you spent some time in the Unknown Regions, and that you went there with Grand Admiral Thrawn. He is a person of interest in my administration. Can you tell me how you left things with him?"
"We seemed to have reached some kind of understanding. The ship was carried by the Purrgils away from Lothal all the way across the Galaxy – for over forty days. We were cut off completely from the rest of the Imperial fleet so we never heard about the change in power to you. When they let us go, our systems were compromised and we were adrift in space with rations running low. The Admiral thought we might be in the Unknown Regions so he was able to get a comm relay up and running and we contacted his people in the Chiss Space. They came to our aid but we had to abandon the ISD we came on. We used the shuttles to move people over to their ships. I agreed to go in one of them after we landed on one of their worlds, which we stayed on for a couple of weeks."
Shaak was listening carefully and taking mental notes. She then asked, "What was your general opinion of the Chiss people?"
"Well, Your Majesty, they seemed different. They didn't act like they knew much about the Empire, so they didn't mention Palpatine or anything. I really wanted to get home after the ordeal, to check on how things are going on Lothal."
Shaak nodded. "All in good time. I suspect the flight records from that shuttle will provide us with all we need to find your new friends – and the Admiral."
She then turned to Hera and Ahsoka. "What do you two make of all this?"
Hera spoke first. "It sounds like we are lucky to have you back, Ezra. And that the Chiss let you leave. I'd always heard they didn't want their system being found so easily."
Ahsoka stroked her chin, thinking. "What are you thinking of, Mother? Do you want to send ships?"
Shaak nodded. "I think it would be best. I do not want these "unknown" areas to remain that way. Our Galaxy should be unified." She paused. "Hera and Ezra, thank you very much, that is all I need from you at this time. Ezra, I would like you and Ahsoka to talk about your future together. I can tell the Force grows stronger with you. It would be good for you to look into a career with the Order. The princess will brief you on that later."
They both bowed and headed out as Shaak's maidens accompanied them.
The Empress turned to Ahsoka. "Now we must talk, my dear."
Ahsoka nodded. "Yes. So much to think about. The Unknown Regions need to be understood, I totally agree. I would like to take part in that, if I may."
Shaak chuckled. "Of course, you know, that was exactly what I had in mind."
They went into the small sitting room and consumed some herbal stimulants before settling into meditation together. As they sat, Shaak's amulet glowed in a soft blue color, perhaps indicating a sense of tranquility had settled over them. Much lay ahead.
Hapes Prime, Vestaliana City, 1 ABY 1 month, 12 days
Vestalia's palace buzzed with anticipation. The sector-wide news networks had only just learned – one rotation prior – that the newly crowned Galactic Empress was on her way to the sector. No one could remember the last time a galactic leader had visited Hapes Prime, or any of the 120 worlds in the sector. The Ta Chumé – Queen Mother – had simply no desire to entertain such a visit. Palpatine – either as Emperor or the Republic's Supreme Chancellor – was not welcomed, and he stayed away, similar to Finis Valorum and other Chancellors prior to him during Vestalia's long reign. The people of the Hapes Sector sometimes wondered why this was – perhaps Vestalia's power was such that no prior leader wanted to risk her enmity and anger. She had never spoken publicly regarding the subject and the perception remained that Hapes was a sector utterly independent and needing no outside contact. Yes, Hapes was well-defended. Its own fleet or large battle cruisers and thousands of smaller craft and tactical craft made it a relatively hardened target, but that was not really the reason. Sheev Palpatine and the Ta Chumé apparently had a healthy mutual respect for each other, but not much of a relationship otherwise. Yet the citizens of the Sector were well abreast of events elsewhere in the Galaxy and were quite curious regarding the new holder of the Imperial throne, the mysterious Togruta – Empress Shaak Ti.
From Shaak's perspective, a visit to the sector presented the opportunity of adding it to the Empire as a loyal vassal for Her Imperial Majesty and she wanted to extend a hand in friendship. Her reign was – at least on the surface – very different than that of Palpatine and her first weeks in power had been warmly received. She gave the Empire a kind face, radiating a maternal presence and was seemingly fond of ceremony – which few enjoyed more than Vestalia and the Hapian people. So the Ta Chumé hastily organized a parade along a few kilometres of an elegant avenue in the capital, which enabled a quick setup of several rows of seating to allow for about 20,000 privileged Hapians to get a glimpse of the Empress. After the dignitaries – which included a number of the Pa'tsa from an assortment of the planets – were accommodated, tickets were available to the public by lottery. They sold out within a few minutes as the sector was buzzing over the Imperial visit. For her part, Shaak wanted to fulfill expectations, so she fussed over her choice of colors and styles. Valles helped her prepare and the weather was expected to be perfect – around 20 degrees Celsius and sunny. As her yacht Empress Shaak traveled through hyperspace, Valles assisted her in getting the look she wanted.
"I know you love the pink and green combination, so why not have robes in both colors with a glittery green gown underneath?"
Shaak sighed. "Yes. I could live with that. Valles, you have so much more experience with these sorts of things. I've only been a royal for a few weeks."
The Liannese laughed. "You'll be great." She then gave Shaak a quick hug, which was returned as the Togruta squeezed her firmly but tenderly. Shaak was growing steadily fonder of Valles but still had questions in the back of her mind about the Liannese monarch's true loyalties. They both decided to wear crowns, but Valles toned down her outfit to be a simple black satin gown with long sleeves, so as to ensure Shaak was most prominent.
Soon the yacht had dropped from hyperspace and settled into orbit around Hapes Prime. Once connections were made, the royal pair descended in their shuttle, to land near the Ta Chumé's palace. Three of Shaak's newly chosen Imperial Guards accompanied them as they descended the gang plank onto the tarmac, where a bright pink carpet had been laid for the Empress, who led them, single file, to awaiting repulsor benches. Shaak preferred to have Valles next to her so they could converse quietly. The two mounted a bench – one covered in pink and green velvet, as Vestalia wanted every detail seen to on Shaak's first-ever visit to the Sector. After about ten minutes they had arrived at the designated location inside the massive palace and the doors opened to a large lift car – one designed for Vestalia's massive bulk. Soon they had risen to the top level and the Ta Chumé was there, clad in a shimmering set of bright blue gowns that somewhat obscured her 250 kg body. Upon seeing the Empress emerge, Vestalia – who was mostly unable to curtsy – bowed as low as she could manage (she was not accustomed to deferring to anyone so this was a new experience for her) and then greeted Shaak in a low tone so as not to surprise her.
"Welcome to Hapes, My Empress. We are most privileged by Her Imperial Majesty's visit. Our people are excited to meet you."
Shaak smiled broadly, laughing softly as she took in the scene. I'd heard she was large, but she approaches Hutt-like dimensions.
"My pleasure as well, esteemed Ta Chumé. I'd always wanted to someday see Hapes – to do so as Empress is a treat."
Valles dismounted first, gave Vestalia a quick curtsy, then turned to assist Shaak.
"Would Her Majesty prefer to talk privately?" Vestalia asked in a quiet tone.
Shaak smiled. "Valles will accompany me. I understand she is to succeed you as Ta Chumé. Do I have that right?"
"You do," Vestalia sighed. "I'm getting on in years and it's time. But it was very difficult finding someone worthy of the position."
A two-person throne then arrived, whereupon Shaak and Valles mounted it together, seeming quite cozy, as Vestalia noted.
"I am relieved that the Queen of Lianna and the Outer Rim has such a position of trust with Her Imperial Majesty. This should bode well for our humble sector."
Shaak chuckled, while Valles remained silent, gently caressing Shaak's outer robe. The royals then proceeded together to one of Vestalia's great halls. As they settled in, Shaak glanced around the room, which was magnificently detailed in careful carvings along the walls and ceiling, where much gold and platinum was part of the detail. A large (2 by 3 metres in size) portrait of the Ta Chumé hung in an honored place on the wall behind Vestalia's throne. It showed her as she looked some 200 years earlier, a most elegant and striking monarch, and much smaller.
Shaak couldn't help but noticing it, and remarked, "A very flattering likeness, your Majesty."
Vestalia laughed loudly. "Oh, that. Well, believe it or not … I did once resemble that lovely young lady, but times have changed."
"Might I ask," Shaak began, tactfully, "how long is the average Hapian lifespan? I've been told you have perhaps 275 years thus far."
"It's true. But most of us don't last this long. The average is closer to 125 years, still quite good for a human. We've conquered most disease and the people here live healthy lives. My own longevity is more due to my – how shall I put it – relationship with the Force."
"Ah," Shaak smiled, turning to Valles, who winked. "That's a subject I'd wanted to discuss with you. I can already see your great prominence in your Force signature. Tell me, was this an issue – to your knowledge – with the previous Imperial ruler?"
Vestalia laughed, more softly this time. "My Empress, let's just say that he and I had an understanding of sorts. An agreement on non-interference. Hapes remains loyal to the Empire, while having full autonomy within our sector."
"So," Shaak smiled. "This arrangement shall continue. But my policy – at present – is to allow the status quo with regard to self-government, except", she turned to Valles, who was quietly following the discussion, then continued, "where circumstances require a firmer approach. Having the Galaxy at peace is my overall goal."
"A worthy goal, indeed, your Majesty," Vestalia purred slowly. "Hapes is willing to do whatever our Empress asks of us regarding that."
Shaak stood and approached her hostess, then reached out with both hands to her, and giving Vestalia a good look at the glittering green gown, which caught her attention.
Vestalia knew what was expected. Standing was very difficult for her by this time in her life, as her mass was too much for her legs to support. She nevertheless was able to extend her large arms forward and grasp the Empress's hands. Shaak gently surged Force energy into Vestalia, who returned it in kind. They exchanged a knowing glance, the corners of Shaak's mouth slowly curling into a smile. Shaak then upped the power considerably, which Vestalia easily withstood, returning a similar volley. They maintained the grip for about three full minutes, whereupon Shaak relinquished her surge and released the Ta Chumé. They again exchanged glances and smiles.
Shaak thought about it carefully as they both remained silent for a time, with Valles looking on with great curiosity. The Empress pondered things carefully.
All those years of the Jedi during your long life ... were you actually the most potent in the Galaxy? Does Master Yoda understand your true power? I consider us fortunate, in a way, that your intentions are peaceful … and also why the Jedi considered Hapes to be off-limits to us. Palpatine's relationship with you is also why the Clone Wars never touched this beautiful sector – he had no desire for a conflict with you, one he might well have lost. But now I see you are in decline, and I want to ease your transition where I can, dear Ta Chumé. Valles might replace you in one sense, but she will not inherit your level of power, I shall see to that.
Shaak then broke the silence, for Valles's benefit. "I'm most glad for our first meeting, dear Vestalia. I have come to see why your people hold you in such an exalted position, one you have surely earned. The many statues of you show you as a young and beautiful conquering champion – and an invincible warrior for the Hapian people."
Vestalia smiled, then laughed jovially. "How kind of you, my Empress. I have indeed tried to maintain that image, but a warrior I am not." She paused, then laughed. "Maybe long ago. We've had our share of … disruptions … over my years, which is why I invested in a strong security force, to ensure our peace and tranquility. Which … I've had to assist from time to time where needed."
"Ah, wise you are, Ta Chumé. One does not hold such a position as you have for so very long without a brilliant mind … so, what's next? I understand you have a show for me, perhaps?" Shaak chuckled a couple of times, then leveled her gaze toward Vestalia, with her typical broad closed-mouth smile – an expression those on Coruscant were only beginning to experience. The Empress was growing ever more content with her role and was greatly enjoying herself in the process. Assuming Galactic power was becoming less of a burden at this time.
Vestalia offered the Empress her own suite in her huge palace on Hapes Prime – for her exclusive use anytime she wanted to pay a visit to Hapes – for which Shaak thanked her warmly. Valles had already seen to another task, a competition among various worlds to build palaces for Shaak's pleasure when she might pay a visit. This initiative had been quietly launched, with the Empress's tacit permission. As Shaak and Valles were shown to the suite, Shaak offered to share it with the Liannese. She wished to meditate and nap for a couple of hours. After a short session, with the Empress happily sitting on the floor and its deep, soft carpeting, and Valles joining her, they both lay together on the huge bed. Valles had come to believe Shaak was closer to her than ever, and was most grateful for their evolving relationship. Shaak immediately fell into a deep sleep as Valles looked on. Her thoughts ran … Ah, my Empress, I am most satisfied being your Number Two, despite the amount of work it will require, because my power in the Galaxy can only increase. As the plan goes forward I will have a key position on every one of the important worlds. With the building of the Peacekeepers, we will control things more completely than Palpatine ever dreamed. Shaak understands the value of soft power and how effective it is in the long run. Make the people want you to rule them.
About three hours later, Shaak and Valles had arisen and decided to wear the same clothes they had on at their arrival. Shaak was not planning to stay a full day as there were many other things she wanted to do, and Valles was expected back on Lianna. They rejoined Vestalia and the three of them each mounted a repulsor throne, then followed a short procession that carried them outdoors to the parade avenue. A reviewing stand had been set up for them to watch the parade pass by, with a cover to keep the sun from shining directly on them, something Vestalia required so she wouldn't run a high internal temperature. Shaak shed her outer robes and allowed herself to take in the warmth, feeling it surge through her. As it was her first-ever visit to the Hapes Sector, she wanted to feel the planet via the Force and take in its energy, letting it further empower her.
Seated in some of the choice locations along the route were some of the leading Pa'tsa – Limasse of Jovaria, Milama of Sivoria, Ara-Satra of Arabanth, and Pri'zima of Zadaria foremost among them. Each of these leaders were Force-sensitive – a fact not generally known, but readily detected by Shaak. As the Empress enjoyed the parade, standing occasionally to acknowledge some of the performances by the participants, she began to feel a current of affection from the Hapian people. These are a vivacious people, as Vestalia has seen to it that life is good here and they are most appreciative of that. It's somewhat infectious. I plan to come here more often in the future. At present, it is difficult to understand why the sector was off-limits to the Jedi Order. The Queen Mother's nobles are quite impressive thus far, women of strength and confidence, it's readily apparent. When Vestalia retires and Valles is crowned, I intend to keep an eye on things here. The situation could be most interesting.
As the parade wound down, Vestalia moved her throne to the rostrum and addressed the crowd.
"Fellow Hapians, this has been a wonderful day and history has been made, as we welcome the Galactic Empress for the first time. Her Imperial Majesty, my new friend, dearest Shaak, has a short address she wants to give us." She swiveled her massive head in Shaak's direction, and the Empress stood and walked over to the various microphones that belonged to various holo-networks in the sector and also the Galactic Holo-net, whom Shaak had granted the privilege of recording her visit to Hapes and hearing her remarks. A polite round of applause ensued, which Shaak acknowledged.
"Thank you … thank you. I am most delighted to be here in the Hapes Sector for the first time – but it won't be the last time. This is truly a wonderful place and everyone should be most proud of the worlds and society you have built. Over 150 billion Hapians across 120 inhabited worlds. What a legacy, indeed. So, at this particular time, I would like to introduce myself, beyond what you all may know about me from the new coverage over the past few weeks since my coronation. In case you were not aware, I am a Togruta by birth, from the planet Shili, which is in the Expansion Region on the north side of the Galaxy. About a four-hour trip for those with a fast ship."
Shaak laughed gently, allowing the crowd to see that she was far from a stiff, imperious sort. She then continued. "I've been asked by many, what is my vision for the Galaxy? Nothing complicated, I just want it to be a place where people can enjoy life and be safe and secure. But it's not a simple matter to build such a society, with the great variety of worlds and civilizations over the many millennia of history. Why can't everywhere become as nice a place to live as Hapes?" She paused again, looking around at the faces who were taking her in, many quite curious as to how this seemingly unremarkable person could rise to the heights she was now in. "Well, that's something for us all to think about. But your gracious Ta Chumé has led by example. We will seek her wise counsel from time to time, as she has graciously offered it to us. And with that, I happily bid you farewell and hope to see you all again very soon."
Shaak nodded her head forward slightly as she took in the renewed applause. When it had ended, she and Valles turned to Vestalia, who led them back to their shuttle craft on the pad at the palace spaceport. Both Valles and Shaak exchanged kisses and hugs with Vestalia, then waved goodbye as they ascended the gangplank. The ship soon left and was one its way to dock with the yacht, still in orbit around Hapes Prime.
Valles turned to Shaak, and asked, "so what were your impressions today, your Majesty, beyond what you stated publicly a while ago?"
Shaak laughed softly. "About what you heard. I was sincere. Hapes is lovely and I wish I had been able to visit it much earlier." She glanced at the Queen. "Was there more?"
Valles shook her head gently. "No, your Majesty. I've come to understand you over these few years. You are a straightforward lady, with seemingly nothing to hide. The universe would be far better if more of us were like you. I'm greatly looking forward to what you plan to accomplish during your hopefully long and glorious reign. The people seem to love you. I do as well."
"I'll do the best I can, Valles."
To be continued …