Ahsoka, Shaak and the Second Empire – Chapter 8: Bits and Pieces

AN: Valles continues to weave her web – but some are noticing …

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Chapter 8: Bits and Pieces

Felucia City, 1 ABY 2 months, 13 days, 12 hours

The next day, Padawan Reema Andujah went back to the restaurant in the Felucia City Hotel, where she was to meet with Queen Valles Santhé for lunch. She knew she had better arrive early as Valles had the reputation of being very punctual, so she got there five minutes ahead. Reema also dressed for the occasion in a white linen dress and with some golden jewelry she had purchased from a gift fund the Queen had quietly set up for her. "Let this be our little secret," Valles had told her, and though Reema could tap the fund anytime, she had little idea how many credits were in it, only that the magic of "payment credentials" were afforded to her by the fabulously wealthy Grand Vizier.

Soon Valles arrived, decked out in luxurious violet satin garments in layers, also with showy golden jewelry, topped off by a glittering tiara covered in violet gemstones. Reema smiled at her, quite impressed by the shorter woman's larger than life appearance and her unflappable mood.

"My dear Reema, how wonderful it is to see you," Valles chirped happily in her affected Core-world accented Basic. "I am most gratified that you could join me today." Reema smiled and curtsied to Her Majesty, who extended a hand and directed her toward a private dining room that was seemingly set up just for the two of them.

"Lady Valles, I am happy to see you too. It's been a long time since our last meeting on Coruscant."

Valles chuckled. "Did you miss me?"

Reema laughed too. "I guess I did. You made me take a good look at myself. I've made a few changes."

"Oh?" Valles interjected. "I'd love to hear all about them." She gently touched Reema's forearm and patted it softly. "Let's be seated. Would you like to start with a cocktail?"

"Something light, if you please. I likely will have more training this afternoon. I am preparing for the Trials of Knighthood."

"Very well. I am delighted to hear of your progress. Reema, I'm sure many have been giving you praise in recent days. They are all starting to see what you can do."

"Thank you, Valles. I am starting to gain more confidence these days too. I really want to see where I can go."

"Thatta girl …" Valles smiled. "Anything else I should know about? Have you made any new acquaintances?"

Reema thought for a second about how much she wanted to share with Valles. "Well, I spent some time recently with Empress Shaak. She seems to like me, too." Reema decided to omit any references to Mace Windu or Lizza.

Valles just kept smiling, while inwardly taking a reading of Reema's mind.

"You have been busy, haven't you?" She laughed again. "Tell me, though, how it went with the Empress."

"She's really sweet, but kind of mysterious. We meditated together and then she dueled with me. And kicked my butt. But she was always kind. I really like her."

Valles's expression changed subtly. This doesn't have to be a problem, but the old lady appears to already be taking possession of my prospective apprentice. I can still make it work, though, but mustn't do anything to dampen Reema's enthusiasm. She inwardly switched gears.

"I like her, too. Shaak is a very wise lady and we must support her."

The two of them continued to chat while they munched on salads made from Felucian vegetables. Valles then suggested a Lianna-style delicacy, a spicy yet smooth seafood paste that they spread on saltine wafers. Reema took a bite, then sighed.

"It's delicious! Never had anything like this on Coruscant. Maybe I just never went to the right places."

They both laughed heartily at that and enjoyed the rest of their meal. Soon, it was over, and both women seemed a bit wistful. They hugged and kissed, and as Reema turned to go, she whispered in Valles's ear. "Don't be a stranger, Lady Santhé, er, Your Majesty Queen Valles…"

Valles chuckled, then patted the Padawan on the shoulder and watched her leave. She then took out her com device, and spoke into it, in a somewhat hurried tone:

"Have the shuttle ready. We're going to Lianna. I need to be there in one hour."

Lianna, The City, 1 ABY 2 months, 13 days, 14 hours

Two hours later, Valles had arrived in Lianna City and she was whisked away to the Santhé Tower, a 215-story edifice that was a principal headquarters for the Santhé Corporation, the firm that Valles had helmed for the past decade or so, starting in her mid-20s. She called a quick meeting of her senior Vice Presidents, who brought her up to speed on the progress of two major efforts – the merger with Kuat Drive Yards, and the ongoing construction of Death Star II, now officially entitled "Peacekeeper I."

Still clad in her sumptuous purple satins, the Queen was helped into a most regal-looking elegant robe as she took her place on the raised chairlady's seat that now resembled a throne. Everyone in the room knew that their esteemed leader had, with their latest moves, quite possibly become the Galaxy's richest individual in addition to being Queen of Lianna with a domain that extended, for all practical purposes, across the entire Outer Rim, due to her relationship with the new Empress. For the most part, however, few openly begrudged her this great success. She had outworked, out-thought, and out-schemed anyone and everyone she had to, so as to reach the top and to hold onto it. Just because she was now Empress Shaak's chief of staff and the de facto head of the Imperial Administration – a sort of Prime Minister in all but name – didn't mean she planned to let her business pursuits go wanting for attention. It was – as always – all about delegation. But at this time, Valles was most interested to see who might emerge as a day-to-day leader of Santhé Corporation. He – or she – would in turn become very powerful and wealthy, while owing it all to the Queen.

But Valles also had a softer side and had led the effort – started by her grandfather decades ago – to make her home world of Lianna the most livable and hospitable place in the entire Eastern Outer Rim, if not the entire galaxy. The standard of living on Lianna was as high as anywhere in the Galaxy as basic needs for all on the planet were met and those who worked for Santhé Corp enjoyed generous pay and benefits. Due to all of this – plus a relentless public relations effort – she was greatly admired on her home world and her success was cheered. She made a point of making public appearances that showed her level of care and concern for her peoples' everyday lives. Her rise to the Liannese throne – and the establishment of a royal house after a 150-year absence – was carefully engineered in such a way that her immense popularity on her home world led to her becoming Queen by public acclamation. As it turned out, the Liannese people had a hunger for pomp and circumstance, as they were a festive people that celebrated life – from the cold northern and southern reaches of the planet to the sizzling tropics. Valles fully intended the planet to be virtually self-governing internally, so long as all of its regional influences and traditions were properly appreciated.

Thanks to the Queen's careful orchestration, Lianna was about to be the site of a major Galactic event – the upcoming wedding of Crown Princess Ahsoka Tano and her husband-to-be Tri'ku Je'har, the former Commodore of the planet Almania. Valles was determined to ensure this would be a spectacle long remembered and that it would also show her home world in the best possible light. No detail would be left to chance, and the venue for the event – her suburban palace with its idyllic setting and its graceful architecture – was tailor-made for the ceremony and the festivities planned around it.

During her meeting with the top management, Valles first asked about the Peacekeeper project.

"Duchess Berit tells me we coming along smartly with the Peacekeeper … are the original plans still in place?"

"Everything is going according to your direction, Your Majesty. We think you will be greatly appreciative." The speaker was an Executive VP in charge of large-scale weapons deployment.

"And are we still going to roll out by year's end?"

"It may be a little sooner than that, your Majesty. We have had excellent results with the pre-fab sections. The Endor system was a good choice for a building locale. There is a minimum level of debris and asteroid activity in the area, making the assembly go smoother than we'd originally anticipated. The droid platoons have enabled quick and reliable workmanship."

"About how many units are in use, approximately?" Valles asked, after nodding and smiling. She was very pleased to hear this bit of news.

"Somewhere around a half-million, my Queen. The investment we made in scaling up production of these units has been most fortuitous. Your decision to enlist Droid Gotra in a consulting capacity was a wise one. And we were greatly impressed with the joint efforts of Doctor Aphra and Director Hood."

"So that still leaves the matter of the super lasers. Are we going to be able to scale up the Kyber Crystals needed?"

The VP turned to one of his assistants as Valles looked on, still smiling.

"Your Majesty, that aspect of the development has been a bit more … challenging, so to speak. It turns out these items are not so easily produced. Thus far, we have been unable to duplicate the process by which they seem to naturally occur."

"I see," she said softly, while rubbing her forehead for a second. "I had wondered about that. However, I still wish to continue with the current scale and pace of production while we look into possible solutions on the Kyber issue. Thank you, sir."

Valles then turned to another EVP, this one in charge of the mergers and acquisitions division of the firm.

"So, my friend, are we on target for the Kuat Drive roll-up?"

"Yes, Madam Chairlady, my Queen. It seems there were some … compensation … questions … but these have been resolved."

"Oh," she feigned mock surprise. "Did they not appreciate our initial level of generosity?"

The man shook his head slightly, then took a breath and gazed at her, as she continued her pleasant expression.

"Xanim, some of these people were … a bit taken aback … by the swiftness of your decision and the bold scale of your proposal."

"And now?"

He chuckled, while smiling at her. "Let's just say … they have become … more amenable to your terms, my Queen."

"Very well," she chuckled in return. "Kuat will of course be given sufficient internal autonomy to conduct their operations along current methodologies. The extra work they will be receiving in the coming months should fatten their wallets considerably."

General laughter was heard at the table, and the participants started talking about non-work pursuits. It was clear, to anyone who bothered to look in, that despite her crammed schedule, Valles was very much still in charge of her non-Imperial affairs. And, ever the charmer, she usually commanded unquestioned loyalty from her top-level management team. As she grew ever richer, so did they, but it was a closely-guarded secret just what the numbers were.

Later that day, she met with some planners at Santhia, her suburban palace, where they discussed wedding preparations for Ahsoka and Tri'ku. It was going to be an over-the-top affair, but the bride and groom both had stressed they wanted the ceremony itself to be "quiet and dignified" as Ahsoka was still quite publicity-shy. The last thing Valles needed to see happen was for the royal couple to be in any way less than "100 percent satisfied" about the day and all that would take place. The guest list was being carefully maintained, and to be able to score an invite to this event, and entrance to the grounds of Santhia, was a high privilege indeed. Of course, members of both the bride and groom's families, plus close associates of them both, were already pre-invited and the bookings to Lianna from elsewhere in the Galaxy were getting tighter by the day. Many aficionados of the Empress and Crown Princess – a group rapidly expanding – were just hoping to be on Lianna when it took place, as there were many viewing parties planned in the City and many other locales on the planet.

Finally, Queen Valles was able to relax and take a load off her feet. She went up to her lavish private suite at the suburban palace and prepared for a quiet evening. Her two valets undressed her and then washed her with scrub brushes, after which she soaked in a hot bath. When she was done with that, they returned and dried her off and helped her into a luxurious silk and velvet robe, in her favorite black color that matched her luxurious hair.

Almost on cue, she then received a call over her com device. She knew who it was before even checking the ID. Her fiancé – Hapian Crown Prince Vaston – had arrived in-system, and was awaiting his signal to come and join her. "Vas" (as she addressed him – she was "Val" to him), was thought of in affectionate terms by her as they had known each other since their childhood. After they reached the age of majority (17 on Hapes, 16 on Lianna), they had lost contact with other for a time. Her relentless climbing the ladder at Santhé Corp, along with his need to follow the diktats of his mother the Ta Chumé, had left little time for much else. Around 10 BBY, they started seeing each other romantically and found they still had much in common. Though he had availed himself of a large group of beautiful Hapian young ladies – a harem of sorts – he quickly remembered how desirable Valles was and their playful friendship soon became much more. Valles had trouble thinking of him as a possible future husband – not because of the harem, as Hapes was full of ambitious young women wanting to move up in the complex hierarchical society and they naturally gravitated to the handsome young Crown Prince – due to his seeming inability to get serious about his life. Vestalia encouraged her to have patience that Vaston would mature, and so she was eventually proven correct. So once Valles and Shaak had laid out the plan for Galactic administration, she decided it was time to agree to marry Vaston and create an heir, and also to satisfy Vestalia's desire that Hapes have a strong and visionary ruler to take over.

"I've been looking forward to this …" he crooned seductively. "You're a rather busy lady."

"Ah, yes." She exhaled in a satisfied manner, as she anticipated what was to come. "I'm waaaaaaiting …"

About thirty minutes later, he was upstairs with her on the private fifth floor where she entertained only the most intimate special guests. Upon seeing him, she walked seductively in his direction, letting her robe open to reveal a shiny silver chemise that he found most alluring.

"Val …" he said softly, with a smile. "You are simply the best ... without equal … anywhere in the universe."

They kissed softly for about 30 seconds, then she beckoned for him to change into something more comfortable as well. Soon he emerged in a similar robe to hers, with only black silk boxer shorts to cover his loin area. They sat together on the sumptuous couch, then exchanged another lingering kiss. Vas then used the Force and produced an elegant spice pipe for two, which was already preloaded and waiting to be smoked. As he lit it, they each took a deep drag using one of the twin tubes. Valles sighed as she exhaled, and he soon did the same. She then took her turn with the Force and summoned two glasses and poured a bubbly blue liquid into them. Vas smiled as he realized what it was.

"Vaynaian bubbly … it's been a long time since we shared it. Thank you, my darling, for remembering."

She laughed and tossed her luxurious, perfumed black mane in his direction. "I will always remember."

"But we've got some things to talk about, yes?" He nodded in her direction.

"About Her Majesty, perhaps?" Valles asked, with mock innocence. "Of course, but there may be a new item we should consider."

Vas smiled as he sipped the blue liquid. "So how is 'old Shaak'…"

Val chuckled. "She's doing great. The old gal is grasping things quickly and has learned how to delegate well."

"So … she visited my mother on Hapes Prime. How do you think that went?"

"Rather well, from what I could discern. Shaak wanted me to be there when she and your mother talked privately, but there were periods of silence when they communicated via the Force. I respectfully did not attempt to monitor or 'eavesdrop' in any way, thus I am not wholly certain of what agreements they may have reached."

"Well, Val, that's how my mother is – as I'm sure you have discerned. She's always told me what she thinks I need to know. A sort of spoon-feeding, as it were …"

Valles sniffed a little, then smiled seductively at him. "I feel certain she will prepare me perfectly for what is to come."

Vaston pulled her in close, then kissed her again gently. "Regarding Shaak. What is her knowledge about us, Force-wise?"

Valles made a tight half-grin with her lips, then extended two fingers of her right hand and gently caressed his shoulder. "She knows. Probably everything. That's the best course for us to follow. Never underestimate her. Be supportive always. She'll let us in." The Queen sighed softly. "I've encouraged her to fully occupy her position. Leave no room for doubt. Be even more thorough than Palpatine was. The people are ready for that, plus she's very inspiring. Not to mention exotically beautiful in a very tasteful and proper way. I'm coming to admire her more and more. Seriously."

He chuckled. "Seems like that's a change for you … or would you prefer 'growth', my dear?"

"Perhaps .." she laughed and fluttered her eyelashes.

They each took another turn on the Spice pipe, then sipped the bubbly.

"There are one or two matters, however. I can detect some resistance – no, more apprehension, perhaps, from Felucia."

"Oh?"

"Yes," Valles nodded. "Shaak's able assistant, Knight Lumoxa, met with Ana a while back. Ana told me it went well, but she could detect an undercurrent of suspicion there. She couldn't fully grasp it, so I took some time to study the Knight. She's sharp and careful and has met with Shaak since, likely expressing her concerns over me."

"Really?"

"I think so. And also to keep in mind, the old Jedi master, a fellow named Yoda, has also taken up residence on Felucia."

Vas stopped to consider the implications of that last bit. "I'd read about him. Had no idea he still existed. The Empire made it seem like there was no one around left like him." He laughed. "Of course, they weren't aware of Shaak, or Ahsoka, either. Seems like there are quite a few others."

"Oh, there are …" she laughed in return. "But not to worry, love. Only Shaak we must be wary of. Ahsoka, she is growing in power, and I am carefully cultivating her. Her main worry now is learning how to be a public figure and still manage her other affairs. I rather like her. She's quite earnest, you know …"

Vas nodded. "Astute observation, as usual, dear. As is your recommendation to tread softly. But … you mentioned a 'new item', I believe it was?"

As he waited for her response, he reached for the pipe and reloaded the bowl, then lit the contents via the Force. He offered a tube to Valles, who held up her hand and chuckled.

"I'm good, dear." She laughed. "But yes. Do you perhaps recall that youngling, Reema, that I mentioned?"

He nodded, but remained silent.

"Well, as it turns out, she is quite an astute observer herself, for someone so young. Reema has apparently had an encounter of sorts."

"What sort?"

"I had a luncheon with her earlier today, on Felucia. I did a quick scan and meld with her. Something made a strong impression on her."

He chuckled this time. "Something … or someone?"

She looked him in the eye. "More likely, someone. Yes, dear, you nailed it. A strong Dark Side presence it was, as well."

"Where do you suppose this was?"

"I'm not sure, but I don't suppose young Reema has been too many places recently, so my guess is Coruscant."

He nodded slowly. "And if this might just be true, then that whatever or whoever, had the audacity to move around right under old Shaak's nose, am I right?"

She scoffed this time. "Ha … maybe. But we both know how easy it is to hide on Coruscant. Even from someone like Palpatine – or Shaak."

"You know … Val … I often wondered how you were able to pay visits to the former emperor without him so much as detecting you."

"Vas … I think he knew about me, but I could also tell the old man was charmed around me and likely saw me as a better apprentice than Skywalker, until something else caught his eye."

"Which was?"

"That's what I – what we – need to figure out."

At this point, both of them had had enough spice and blue intoxicants, and realized it was time to relax on Valles's empress-sized bed. In the morning they would arise refreshed and ready to plot their next few moves.

Felucia – Village of the Order, 1 ABY 2 months, 14 days, 10 hours

The area on Felucia that was originally settled by Shaak Ti and Maris Brood that became their private domain, was newly named the Village of The Order. This name was agreed upon by Shaak, Maris, and Ahsoka. It included all structures relating to the group's activities – the Assembly Hall, bunkhouse, medical clinic, and various small houses belonging to Shaak, Ahsoka, Maris and newer ones constructed for those who had been named Knights of the Order. Among these was a small home that was constructed for Yoda, the one-time Grand Master of the Jedi Order. He had become comfortable with his decision to reside in the Village and now, more than ever, wanted to look after things now that Shaak had become Empress of the Galaxy and spent much of her time on Coruscant.

Knights of the Order Frehya Lumoxa and Xendar Silkaw were placed in charge of all security and operations within the Village and also the Planetary Management infrastructure. The Knights were not expected to manage the development in the newer "Felucia City" commercial district and this task was being delegated to a management team from the Santhé Corporation on Lianna that reported to Liannese Grand Duchess Ana Capra. Lianna was a short distance away within hyperspace, and had emerged as the most important Outer Rim world under the new Imperial structure, largely due to Queen Valles's adroit moves over the years leading up to this time. All of these complications made the proper oversight of The Order almost impossible for Shaak to pay much attention to – without her neglecting her duties to the Galaxy as a whole – so Yoda took it upon himself to be aware of the various members of The Order and he had developed a good working relationship with Frehya and Xendar.

Recently he had become aware of two other members. Padawans Reema Andujah and Ezra Bridger. Andujah was quite proficient in Force ability, especially in swordsmanship and telekinesis, while Bridger was becoming adept in both as well. Bridger also seemed to have better background in management and leadership. Andujah was still quite young at just 18 (Bridger was now 20) and seemed to have a lot of pent-up anger inside of her. Yoda knew he had to work with her and try to settle her down.

Earlier that morning, Frehya informed both Padawans that they were to be meeting with Yoda, and noticed that they also had developed an attraction to each other, something she kept to herself. This is not necessarily harmful, just as long as it does not interfere with their training. Reema especially needs to focus on her upcoming trial.

Ezra's appointment with Yoda was first, and he arrived at the old master's home and politely knocked on his door. As he was expected, Yoda came out to meet him. As they looked each other over, Ezra realized this was the first time he'd met the former Grand Master face to face, a fact that Yoda soon acknowledged.

"Padawan Bridger, meet you, at last, I do."

Ezra nodded. "I remember seeing you – sort of – on Lothal. But this is my first time on Felucia. Have you been here this whole time?"

The old master chuckled. "Only recently, moved here I have. At Master Shaak's invitation, it was."

"I've been thinking about what you told me a few years ago, Master Yoda. About whether it was wrong for a Jedi to fight to protect his friends."

Yoda laughed. "So, Padawan Bridger, learned the answer you have?"

"I think the answer is no. It is never wrong to defend, but it is wrong to attack."

Yoda then asked, "Padawan, I sense you have spent some time with Master Shaak. Encourage you, she did."

"She is great, Master Yoda, I can feel it when I am near her. But I also remember telling you I wanted to fight the Empire."

Yoda laughed again. "Empire? Join it now, you have. Empress, Shaak now is."

"Yes. What do you think of that? Was she right or wrong to have taken the throne?"

Yoda paused, while looking away to something Ezra could not readily detect. "My place, it is not, to criticize the actions of the Grand Master of The Order. Correct, you are, that she is great. Rooted in justice, her plans are."

"So … you are also backing her up? Do you agree with her agenda – for the Galaxy?"

Yoda snorted for a second, and appeared to shake his head ever so slightly. He gazed at Ezra, then walked toward him. He then noted, in a curious tone. "Agree or disagree … my place it is not." He seemed to look off to the horizon, and then waved one arm in a deliberate manner, side to side. "Need us, she does … lying ahead of her, a great challenge is."

Ezra felt a bit uneasy at this. "Master Yoda, what exactly do you mean? What kind of challenge?"

Yoda grew silent for a few seconds. "Rising to meet us, the Dark Side is."

"How can I – how can we – help her?"

"Your training, Padawan Bridger. Your ability, you must develop."

Ezra was about to reply, but Yoda raised his hand. "No more will we discuss today. Your friend, I must now meet."

Ezra nodded. "Thank you so much, Master. I think Padawan Reema is here now." He waved goodbye and left.

As Ezra left Yoda's place, Reema soon emerged. They smiled as they saw each other, in a knowing way. She passed Ezra and approached the old master, who was awaiting her patiently. As she came to him, she curtsied instinctively.

"I am very happy to meet you, Master. I've heard so much about you."

He nodded, then looked up at her. "Padawan Andujah, meeting you … looked forward to it, I have."

"Really?" She asked, seeming a bit incredulous. "I'm just a beginner."

Yoda chuckled. "Beginner? Begun to be a real problem, you have." He looked her up and down, then said more encouragingly, "much talent you have, young one. Much talent."

"Thank you, Master. I think …" she said with a laugh. "But I feel like I have learned so much from everyone. Master Maris, Princess Ahsoka, Empress Shaak. I respect them all."

He nodded, then seemed to scan her. Reema noticed that Yoda didn't hold hands the way Shaak did.

"Seen someone, you have? Master Windu …"

She shook her head. "Someone else. A Dark Lady. Mace Windu is my friend Mr. Menoway."

Yoda laughed. "And mine he was as well. The former emperor's victims – how many more there are?"

She returned the laugh. "Imagine that, the great Yoda asking little old me a question …"

"From the most unexpected places, great knowledge may come. But this Dark Lady … Master Windu, know her he does, you say?"

"Yes, Master. It seems he had met with her before. He told me not to worry about her."

Yoda glanced at Reema from the corners of his eyes as he turned away from her for a second. "Told all of this to Empress Shaak, you have?"

She nodded. "Yes, Master. I knew she would want to know as soon as possible. I walked in on a meeting between her and Master Anakin. Neither he nor the Empress had any idea about Windu or the Dark Lady who calls herself Lizza."

"Darth Lizza." Yoda repeated the name two more times, as if weighing it carefully. "Sure, we were, that ended the Sith, we had. The last one, Palpatine was. And Vader … transformed he was, back into Skywalker. But … new lessons the Force always has for us, young Padawan Reema. Known about you, I have, since my time on Felucia began."

She looked at him with wonder in her young eyes. "Is there anything more I can do, Master? I admire the Empress very much and I want to help her. Does she need my help to defeat Darth Lizza?" And, then, before Yoda could answer, she added, "Lizza has a queen, she said. Maybe she's even more dangerous."

"Ponder this, we must," was all he could say in return.

The rest of Reema's visit with the one-time Jedi Grand Master consisted of him explaining how important it was that she not turn to the Dark Side as Anakin once did. He even offered to help her with any questions she might have, about her feelings on various matters. As Reema walked back to the Assembly Hall, she knew there was much to consider. Yoda considers me to be potentially very powerful. But he seemed troubled by the news I brought him. Will these new people want to hurt Empress Shaak? I want to help protect her, but she is far more powerful than I am. If she cannot deal with these new threats, what is to become of all of us …?

In hyperspace aboard the Empress Shaak, 1 ABY 2 months, 15 days

As the Imperial Yacht Empress Shaak made the jump to hyperspace, Shaak and Leia stood together on the bridge, admiring the fine workmanship that went into the craft's construction. The two of them were attired in similarly elegant gowns, Shaak's of a deep blue that matched her finely detailed lekku, while Leia was decked out in white and gold. The Empress also wore a tiara with a number of glittering gems, which Leia was admiring, and of course, the ever-present Amulet of Kalara, which was glowing in a soft turquoise hue.

"Shaak," Leia said softly. "I've been admiring this intriguing amulet. It seems you are always wearing it. I'll bet it has an interesting story behind it."

"You might say that …" Shaak said in a voice almost like a hiss. "Someday I will share that with you. But now, I would like to share something else, dear girl. Let us walk together. We shall go to the observation deck. I'd asked them to install a projection show that reviews the various sectors and worlds we pass through or near on our journey."

"Very nice, and probably most educational, as well," Leia noted. "A good way for you to be fully engaged with your subjects in various parts of your domain. The more I know you, Shaak, the more impressed I grow. I was also quite impressed that day you first addressed the officer corps in the military. I'm sure very few of them were at all aware of what you were planning to do."

Shaak chuckled – something she did often, as she found life to be amusing in its various patterns – while at the same time feeling the sumptuous luxury of her flowing garments. Shaak was very much a person that enjoyed tactile pleasures and the sensations of her other senses – the pinpoint detection of sounds and vibrations that her montrals afforded her, but also her taste and smell and the enjoyment she took from fine food and drink. Yes, if ever anyone was going to partake in all life had to offer as the Galactic sovereign, it was she.

"Yes, my dear Leia, it's always advantageous to have cards to play that your audience is scarcely aware that you even hold. I also believe there are some things better left unstated." Shaak then motioned to an elegant bench that afforded an excellent view of the projected images. As they were passing through the Lantillies Sector, a place that featured much industry, especially starships, scenes from that planet were being shown. "A place for hard working people, this is … one of the things I hope to achieve as Empress is to help to bring a better quality of life to worlds such as this. Leia, you of course have been to Lianna."

"Yes, your Majesty, I have. I had a wonderful time there, visiting with my adoptive mother. I was so happy to learn she was not on Alderaan when it was destroyed. And now she and Valles are good friends. Lianna is a lovely world with great technology and the people are enjoying life."

Shaak smiled. "Valles is most proud of that, as she should be. What they have done there is truly remarkable. They have proved it possible to have great prosperity which is shared with everyone on the planet and in the sector. Much like your former world of Alderaan, but on a considerably larger scale."

"I would like to return someday. I suppose Valles might give me a tour?"

Shaak chuckled again. "If she can find the time. Valles lets no grass grow under her feet."

Leia nodded and rolled her eyes. "Yet, she always seems to be in a good mood. Very pleasant … but there is something about her, Shaak. How well do you know her?"

Shaak smiled as she gazed deeper into her young friend. "I've grown to know her over the past few years. She is quite an interesting character with an impressive background. She is one of the most intelligent people I've yet met. Her managerial skills are most formidable."

Leia nodded. "I must agree. But do you think she is loyal to you – or has her own agenda? She really had nothing to do with the Rebellion but when you decided you wanted to be Empress, she was who you called on to organize everything. Shaak, please don't take this the wrong way. I really hope you are right about her."

"Leia … I appreciate your concern. Believe me, I do. But Valles is just one person I have put in a key position. What I would like to do right now is tell you why I asked you to come with me on this trip. I've analyzed both you and your brother – as the children of Anakin, you have some unique abilities and characteristics. One of these is a strong sense of understanding of the Force."

Shaak then watched Leia carefully as she measured her words. The Empress was constructing a series of ideas into Leia's mind, using the Force in a most subtle way. Normally Shaak took a direct approach, making hand to hand contact and surging her energy – as well as her will – into someone. Even those whom she barely knew, such as the high-ranking Imperial military officers, would come away from an encounter with her having profound feelings. The nature of those feelings depended greatly on the personality of whichever individual she interacted with.

Leia was someone that Shaak found herself feeling something akin to affection. The young lady was rather precocious and grew up quickly on Alderaan. Bail Organa – someone whom Shaak knew well from the days of the Republic – was often relating something or other that his adoptive daughter had accomplished or carried out. The Imperials – even Palpatine himself, along with Tarkin – were also somewhat in awe of this young lady. But Leia had a reckless side to her as well, along with a generous helping of arrogance, both of which clearly came from Anakin. Shaak had decided to take the young lady under her wing, so to speak, and gently guide her into a position of importance, while at the same time, helping her to realize her destiny in the future of the Galaxy. In many ways, she saw Leia as being another Ahsoka in some ways.

As Leia enjoyed the trip and its educational benefits – who better to accompany her than the amazing Empress herself – Shaak reflected silently on the young acolyte's concerns.

Do I overly trust Valles? I can see why the question might be asked. And yes, the situation involving the Hapes Sector is intriguing. Valles grabs more and more and has a tendency to act first – thus creating "facts on the ground" and forcing others to reckon with her. I will need to confront this more directly soon. My Grand Vizier is also rather gifted in the Force. It presents a potential problem – how long will she be content to serve under me?

Shaak and Leia continued to observe the presentations, then had a general chat about the Galaxy and its many different worlds and species. The Empress shared her vision of a future where disagreements could be worked out peacefully and where groups of malcontents and "bad actors" could be eliminated, or at least kept to a minimal role. Leia then asked her a more specific question.

"Shaak, why did you decide you should become Empress? We had thought you were for re-establishing the Republic."

Shaak chuckled again. "This is a deeper question, my young friend. But it was during that fateful day – about when you were born, by the way – that I realized it would ultimately be folly to attempt that. Why, you may ask? The Republic had grown corrupt and stale. The likes of the Commerce Guild, Techno Union, and Trade Federation had undue influence, which was purchased with bribes of various officials. The Jedi had also lost their way by throwing in with the Republic during the Clone War. All of it enabled Palpatine to carry out his plan to take over. Notice as soon as the war was over he sent your father – as Darth Vader – to eliminate the leaders of those groups, like Nute Gunray and Shu Mai, once the cyborg General Grievous had been defeated and killed by Master Kenobi."

Leia listened, wide-eyed. Much of this history had not been given to her while she was growing up. "I never really knew the details of how the Empire first began. So you think that the rebellion might have been able to win but then it would have failed?"

"Yes, my dear. Because the root causes of the situation would not have been addressed. I came to realize that Palpatine had actually done us a service by centralizing authority and remaking the Galactic framework. In essence, he did my work for me."

Leia was a bit puzzled by this, but thought she understood the gist of what Shaak was telling her. The Galaxy needs a strong authority, Shaak thinks, but one who cares about the welfare of the people. A benevolent dictator that cannot be corrupted. She took a different tack.

"So you want to be a supreme authority? But you also want the voice of the various worlds to be heard, so you opened the new House of Delegates and re-cast the Senate."

"That's right. A leader cannot hope to govern effectively without feedback. And I want that feedback to take place under organized channels. Palpatine was never interested in the welfare of those he governed. Though he thought he was strong – and he was, in the Force – ultimately, he was weak because he never understood this basic principle. Leia, I believe our Galaxy will always have challenges to face and we can only do that if there is some sense of unity. In the months to come I will be conducting regular meetings with members of both houses of the legislature, so that I might learn of new concerns. I am one person, I cannot expect to know everything at once, especially without help."

Leia looked at her and felt a profound sense of affection for the Togruta. She wanted to give Shaak a hug and thank her, but she didn't want to tread on the lady's dignity. Shaak sensed this immediately and hugged Leia instead. They embraced for almost 15 seconds, while Shaak surged positive energy into her young friend.

As they released each other, Leia remarked, "you know, I thought at first you wouldn't like me. My manners were atrocious. But you were quite patient. Just as Ahsoka was with me – and Luke."

Shaak smiled benevolently, then sat down and smoothed her gown. Leia quickly did the same. She was being swept up into Shaak's cult of personality, as so many others were that had been able to have private audiences with her.

The Togruta then asked … "Leia, I suppose you might be wondering what the purpose of this journey is that we are taking. I feel it is time for you to gain perspective on what my reign is all about, and some of the effects it is already having."

"Where are we going? You never actually explained."

"I will do that now. We are going to a new world, one that has been created from the wreckage of an earlier world. It is a place of peace and tranquility, and a vision of the future I have for our galaxy. I have named it Avalonia."

Shaak then waved a hand and the presentation they had been viewing abruptly changed. Soon, shots of the surface of Avalonia – the former Malachor – with its beautiful pink and green hues, along with beautiful bodies of water, with flowing rivers and massive waterfalls, all under a pink-tinted sky, started to appear. Leia was transfixed.

"It's beautiful, Shaak. I can't wait to see it."

Shaak nodded, "Soon you will. We shall be there in another ten hours."

The planet Avalonia, 1 ABY 2 months, 15 days

As Leia and Shaak were shuttled down to the surface of Avalonia, the Empress wanted her to see firsthand from above the beautiful expanses below. Leia's jaw dropped as she saw hills and even low mountains literally covered with the beautiful pansy and petunia-like blossoms, while the lands were crossed by flowing water almost everywhere.

"It's simply gorgeous," she gasped. "I've never seen anything like it – and I've been to a lot of planets."

Shaak simply smiled, as the ship came about and they descended softly. Soon, the pristinely elegant New Imperial Palace came into view, with the gold simply gleaming from every surface. The elegant, polished white walls and the miniature domes that were in abundance, along with the beautifully appointed courtyards. The Imperial shuttle – itself decorated in the Imperial colors of pink and green that were the hallmark of Shaak's thus far glorious reign – landed gently. As the ramp dropped, a small fanfare was heard as the Empress emerged from the ship with Leia walking dutifully behind her. The elegant walkway – seemingly paved in gold – stretched all the way to the palace gate, itself a wondrous creation with tiny details, all in honor of Her Majesty, that glittered and reflected the lovely Avalonian sunlight.

Shaak herself was now wearing a magnificent golden robe and matching gown that also reflected the sunlight, while Leia was still in her virgin white gown and robe, both trimmed in gold. She too was receiving the love of the many throngs who had come to pay their respects to the beloved sovereign of the Galaxy.

As they passed through the gate, they were both assisted onto what seemed to be a floating throne, which had enough room for Shaak to sit with someone on either side of her.

"This was done so that Ahsoka and I could ride together, with one other person as we might desire. I enjoy giving you this honor, my child."

Leia was practically speechless. "Thank you ever so much, Shaak. I'm so impressed at the love you are receiving. You truly deserve it though. The people have such high hopes for you."

"It would seem so. We must not let them down."

"May I ask, what exactly do all these people do here on Avalonia?"

"They mostly work at keeping all of this beauty you see looking that way. There are also three carefully planned cities, but this palace is the center of everything. I had this planet carefully planned once I had decided on becoming Empress. It once had another name, one we do not mention here – in polite company. As you might expect, Valles worked very diligently ensuring that my wishes were carried out. I'd say she did a wonderful job."

As they rode through the outer levels of the palace, Leia was duly impressed at the incredible amount of gold that seemed to be everywhere. Shaak mentioned that it mostly came from her private mines on Muunilinst, and Avalonia was just one of many worlds she now controlled outright as her personal property. How she had amassed such a large fortune was generally unknown to the rest of the Galaxy, but few would deny it as her sovereign right as Empress.

Once inside, they were taken to the top floor, where the Empress's private suites awaited. Leia was shown into her own guest quarters, where she soon realized a whole new wardrobe had been graciously provided to her. In many ways, she felt like her days as Princess of Alderaan had returned and that Shaak wanted her to feel she would play an important part in her royal household. Leia slept soundly in the lovely bedroom.

The next day, they dined on a sumptuous breakfast together, and then Shaak mentioned her plans as they sipped some delicious tea made from Avalonian herbs – some of the gardens were personally selected and stocked by Shaak herself.

"You really know so much about these things," Leia noted. "It's quite fascinating. Were you always this way?"

"Yes, dear. Shili, my home, is a place of wondrous healing and my people have long known about planting things and the nature of the Force when it comes to vegetation. A planet isn't a planet for me unless it teems with life. Avalonia is a personal reflection of my feelings. A place that I may walk barefoot and feel the sweet ground beneath me, as I breathe in the clean air and smell the sweetness of a billion blooms."

Shaak had awoken and had changed into a light green gown that had golden threads woven into it, a garment light as the air that seemed to float over her body. Leia could only marvel at how happy Shaak seemed to be in this world that was a personal dream come true. They hopped onto a speeder and took a ride of some 5 km and entered the courtyard of a medical facility, one that was mostly staffed by Togruta doctors and support personnel. As they dismounted and walked inside, a Togruta male in blue medical scrubs with a white coat greeted them.

"Good morning, Doctor Maa'laak. How is he doing today?"

"Quite well, my Empress. He's been asking for you."

Shaak chuckled. "Tell him I am here, with a friend."

They rode the lift up five levels and then were shown down a corridor and arrived at a non-descript room. An attendant was seated outside, seemingly guarding the door. Seeing Shaak, the man rose and then bowed low to her. As she and Leia walked into the room, the former princess and senator was suddenly in shock. Sitting upright in the bed and now staring straight at her was none other than former Emperor Palpatine. He seemed to look right through her, and if he had any recognition, it was slow in coming. But he knew Shaak immediately. His dour expression changed when he saw the Empress.

"Good morning, Sheev. I'd heard you were asking for me." Shaak was smiling broadly. Now it had been almost four months since Palpatine had stepped down from the Galactic throne and he had publicly passed the crown to her. His Force ability still had not returned and living in a place so abundant with life and light had seemingly closed off any chance that it would – at least the Dark Side.

Palpatine reached for her and she gently touched his hand. "Empress Ti …" he groaned out. "I am not feeling well, I must apologize. You … look wonderful." He then seemed to notice Leia, whose youthful beauty seemed to register somewhere in his inner consciousness. Then a light seemed to flicker on in his mind. "Young Princess of Alderaan. How lovely you look as well. I've long wanted to express my regrets for destroying your lovely home world."

Leia sighed. "What's done is done. I cannot say I forgive you, but so much has happened since then."

Palpatine seemed to acknowledge her reply, then turned to Shaak. "Something you wanted to discuss, your Majesty?"

Shaak seated herself on a repulsor and looked back at him. He certainly looked better than when he had checked into the facility. "Sheev, I need your help. Do you recall … at any time – someone named Lizza, or perhaps Darth Lizza?"

He sat emotionless for a few seconds, as Shaak could sense he was searching his memories. Then a sudden pang of recognition seemed to come to him. His mouth seemed to say the words.

"Lizza? Where have I heard that name before? Ah … yes. Have you met her, Shaak?"

"Not as of yet. But a young friend of mine has. On Coruscant."

He seemed to nod. "A tall, lovely queen, all in white, with long white hair …"

Here, his mind seemed to falter. Shaak reached instinctively and touched his hand, sending a jolt of Force energy into him.

"Ah, yes, she came to my palace about three years ago. She talked of groups of galaxies … number 17 we are in. Then she said I would be replaced. It now seems she was correct."

Shaak's expression seemed to momentarily change. "Most interesting. I think I may have made contact myself – about a week ago. I feel I will soon meet this queen myself."

Palpatine managed a smile. "May the Force be with you, my Empress …" his voice hissed slightly.

Shaak rose, then indicated to Leia that they would be leaving. "I will visit with you again, Sheev. Please take care of yourself."

The Empress and her friend returned to her Avalonian palace, where Shaak sat on a golden throne that had pink accents. She was still thinking about the vision she had in the old Jedi Temple, and she drifted off to a light sleep that allowed her to meditate.

The Unknown Regions, 1 ABY 2 months, 17 days

Magnifica and her sister Lizza were reviewing some data and reports from their reconnaissance system that was essentially patrolling much of the Western reaches of the Galaxy, which was termed the "unknown regions" on Coruscant and had been for centuries. The Magnificent One, ever the picture of radiance in a golden and black metallic gown that closely fit her exquisite physique and honed-to-perfection figure, was knitting her brow in frustration, so she turned to Lizza.

"I've been reviewing these findings …"

Lizza nodded. "Yes?"

Magnifica read from the text in the report summary. "Several large capital ships have been detected north of Zakuul. Together these are estimated to carry over 5 million troops and 5000 strike craft. They have sufficient laser batteries to knock out any ship that crosses their perimeter. It is now understood the Galactic Empire is under new leadership and we believe this leadership intends to fully integrate the remaining uncharted areas. What was once our impregnable fortress has developed significant weak points."

She stared at Lizza, who returned the gesture in kind. "I do hope, for our sake, the Queen already has a handle on this. She doesn't like surprises."

"You don't need to remind me. I seem to have become her favorite target," Lizza groaned in response. The Dark One then stood and walked close enough to Magnifica and invaded her personal space. Clad in her usual shiny black outfit with its shimmery cape over one shoulder, Lizza lowered her voice to a suggestive growl.

"Do you want another rub session, Blondie?"

Magnifica smiled seductively, then reached over to caress Lizza's hair. She then leaned in for a kiss. "I don't know why we fight sometimes … but it makes things, rather exciting ... don't you think?"

"I do, indeed, Mag. But let's concentrate, OK? This report isn't good."

"Did you do that setup I asked you to? You do remember …" Magnifica said in a bored tone.

"Certainly," Lizza said with a seductive grin as she drew close to her. "That old Jedi Temple, plus that strange little thing on the lava moon. Yes, our Queen has planted the seeds. They should grow rather well."

The two women were conversing aboard a craft so massive it could easily be mistaken for a smallish satellite, some 2000 km in diameter. This craft was several times the size of the former Death Star that had been destroyed at the Battle of Yavin and it was a portable throne-world of the Queen of the Western Reach – Her Exalted Majesty, Empress Su. For the most part the surface of this craft was entirely black and meant to blend into the vastness of space so thoroughly it seemed naturally cloaked.

While Lizza and Magnifica had a little "physical romance" together, they each received a sharp ping that bored into their joint consciousness. Their queen was summoning them. They stood, with Lizza assisting Magnifica into her golden robe that set off her perfect figure and radiant face and luxurious long flowing blonde hair. Magnifica stood about 1.8 metres in height, which dwarfed Lizza's petite 1.6 metre frame. Soon they boarded an internal transport that whisked them to their intended destination, the ante room of the Queen. As they emerged, Her Majesty stood waiting for them, clad in a multi-colored glittering gown. Her expression was blank, but a closer look would reveal some deeper emotions.

The one who called herself Empress Su was a striking figure, fully 2.2 metres tall, with dull white hair, and a pale complexion that bordered on being nearly lifeless. She had wielded power in the Western Reaches (and ultimately, far more) for decades but little was known about her by her supposed subjects. Su gave no speeches, made very few appearances and preferred to run things mostly by delegation. Few knew her inner thoughts. She had no family that anyone knew about and those that carried out her orders were chosen for their ability to keep everything secret. Lizza and Magnifica were the only two people in existence (at least in the Galaxy) that she seemed to have any connection to her at all, yet theirs was an unusual relationship. In their minds, Su was absolute perfection – all powerful, all knowing, completely indomitable. Just a look from her was all that was usually needed.

As her two "daughters" saw her, they immediately rushed to her side, and she lovingly caressed each of them with her two massive hands. Lizza, in particular, basked in the warmth of her queen and awaited the praise that usually came her way. Magnifica preened in front of the Queen, knowing how much Her Universal Majesty loved to look upon her physical perfection.

"Come, my beauties …" Su's voice crooned softly. "Mama wants to know all about your day and what you have brought her."

To be continued ...