Chapter III
Slave
Sandor was a planet administered by a queen. Some say she got her daughter and her position by sleeping with the emperor others by Moff Tarkin. Yet others by another high up imperial. One thing for sure she was off the official imperial authority and could make her own laws and enforce them has she saw fit. Which is why human slavery forbidden by the emperor was allowed in her territory. Or rather her planet. Luke was put on sell and none other then the Queen Xianta came to the market and bought him. "I hear you make crops grow on Tatooine. Here it should be child's play for you." Luke began to work and soon the princess Laura eighteen came to see him. "You are extraordinarily good-looking Luke." Luke looked at her. She was a looker herself. But he said, "We hardly know each other. Besides I have work to do." He then realized something she wasn't wearing perfume like her mom. Her mom wore excessive amount of perfume. Not wearing perfume makes her so attractive. Then he thought that the thought was stupid and returned to work. For the next two days she dropped by and she managed to make him laugh and be honest like he never was before about wanting to see the galaxy and leave Tatooine behind. Of wanting not to be a slave and of dreaming of freedom. "I too feel like a slave in these walls. Do you know they want to marry me to some imperial officer? I'll die before I give my first kiss to him. I'll also die before I give my first night to him." Luke answered, "I don't know what to say Princess." She answered, "Say nothing." She leaned forward and kissed him. Strangely his thoughts went still no perfume. But he was soon caught up in the passion.