AN: The day is finally here … Ahsoka is getting married. So many emotions from her various fans around the world, and how they had wanted to see this happen. I sincerely hope that this moment is treated for what it is. But we have some other happenings taking place on this day …
Thanks also to new follower MatthewThePhantom
Chapter 11: What Love Has Joined …
The first time ever I saw your face … I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave … To the dark and the endless skies
The first time ever I kissed your mouth … I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird … That was there at my command
And the first time ever I lay with you … I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth … And last till the end of time …
The first time ever I saw your face …
- Ewan McColl © The Royalty Network Inc.
Lianna City, the Mercantile District, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 5 hours
At a small club, called the "No Tell", on the East Side of Lianna City, some 10 kilometres away from the Santhé urban palace, Lady Qi'ra of Crimson Dawn and two of her "capos" were wrapping up some business. It was in the early morning before sunrise, after what had been a long night of partying for many in the City. It seems that Tri'ku's bachelor party was hardly the only rousing affair that night. Seemingly the whole city, if not the entire planet, was swept up in the excitement of the wedding and this was the eve of the big event the next day. Liannese were enthusiastic that their world had been chosen to stage the Royal Wedding and their feelings about Empress Shaak – which were positive to begin with – were greatly magnified by what appeared to be her favorable view of their world.
Qi'ra checked the time, and turned to Vimar Addquin, her East Outer Rim coordinator of "tactical logistics".
"When did you say they were coming?"
"Relax, they'll be here. They want to do this deal."
Qi'ra tried to think good thoughts. She needed this to go right, to continue to prove she had earned her position as the "Madrina (Godmother)" of the organization she had taken over some seven years prior. But this was the opportunity of a lifetime – some Santhé Corporation production line managers that had arranged to provide strike craft to outside buyers who were not authorized by higher-ups in the corporate hierarchy. Crimson Dawn very much wanted these craft for their own purposes, while the rogue employees would pocket the difference in prices. Qi'ra didn't object to paying a premium, it was the only way these models could be available at all. Santhé-Sienar ships were considered "state of the art" in the Galaxy and were usually only for use by the Empire.
After another ten minutes elapsed, finally a pair of figures could be seen across the room. The place was nearly deserted, but Lianna City prided itself as the "city that never sleeps" so there were always various establishments open, even at this hour. Tending the bar at this time were a pair of droids, who basically paid no mind to the small gathering in a corner of the main room. Joining Qi'ra and her two associates were a pair of Santhé Corporation men. Greetings were exchanged all around.
"Have we got a deal, Lady Qi'ra?" one of them asked. He handed over a data chip that Qi'ra inserted into her com device. Soon, holo images detailed the ships and listed specifications of each. She studied it for a few seconds.
"These seem to be in order," she replied. "We will get you the account details for payment." She took a sip from her water container, then continued.
"100 million credits for 50 ships. A satisfactory, if not excellent, arrangement," she said, in her affected Core-world accent. She turned to her subordinates. "Have you any questions?"
They nodded to her, then faced the Santhé men. "When can we take delivery?"
"As agreed, on the planet Centares. We can start moving them out in next few days."
"Excellent," Qi'ra chirped happily. "Let's toast."
She gestured over to the bar and ordered some bubbly from the droids. A bottle was brought over, along with five glasses. After a few minutes, the group settled in for some idle talk about the Lianna fathier races and other sporting events on the planet. As Qi'ra chuckled to herself about the seemingly useless idle pursuits favored by male humans, they were soon joined by another. A woman clad all in black, a shimmery tight outfit, with an elegant robe covered in onyx jewels and her blondish hair tied back, walked over to their table. Qi'ra recognized her immediately, cleared her throat, then rose and curtsied.
"Lady Janne, this is indeed a pleasure," Qi'ra said to her, and then bowed low. She gestured at her associates to all do the same.
Janne chuckled, then thrust one leg forward as her robe opened, to reveal something that resembled a lightsabre hilt on her belt. She then nodded to the two men who were Santhé "team members." Both of them bowed low, then responded, as one.
"Good morning, Countess."
"Qi'ra of Corellia," Lady Galtung of Hordaland said softly, carefully measuring each syllable as she spoke it. "And Crimson Dawn, I might add."
Janne was past her 50th birthday, but still cut an elegant figure in her black satin garments. She smiled sweetly at everyone, then gestured for Qi'ra to join her. They walked away together, and came to a private room, which the Countess quickly unlocked with a wrist gesture via the Force. As they walked into the darkened space, another hand gesture from Janne produced a mysterious red globe that brightened enough so that she and Qi'ra could see each other's expressions as they conversed. The door to the room quickly closed behind them. Janne lovingly fingered the hilt of her sabre as she listened. Qi'ra spoke first.
"It's all arranged, my Lady. Twenty ships, to be delivered to Centares, as you directed."
There was a soft chuckle from the Countess, then she spoke directly.
"Very good, Qi'ra. You have done well. I've always known I could count on you to see the job is done, no mistakes. And strictly confidential. I've been impressed with your career."
"All to better serve you, my Lady. What is your next request?"
"It will be relayed to you in a few days. That is all. But, a word of caution. Under no circumstances will the Imperial authorities learn of what has transpired here. Go to Centares and await the delivery."
Qi'ra again curtsied and bowed. "As you wish, my Lady."
She half smiled. "Send my employees to me and leave us. That is all."
Qi'ra left the mysterious room and soon the Santhé managers entered. Janne again sealed the entrance with the Force, then turned to them.
"I do not prefer these types of arrangements," she said pointedly, having now removed the sabre from her belt, and extending it menacingly.
"W-we were q-quite sure no one followed us, m-my L-lady." One of them responded, his knees quite uneasy.
Janne then lit the blade, and, in a single swipe, beheaded both men. As their bodies fell to the floor, she noted sardonically. "Resignations accepted, gentlemen." She switched off the sabre, then cloaked her body via the Force and left the No Tell establishment. As she walked out, she activated her com and gave a terse order. "Please dispose of the trash. The normal method. Out."
Lianna City, the Mercantile District, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 5 hours
About 5 kilometres away, another similar meeting was taking place, this time among some operatives for the Black Sun organization. "Prince" Xizor of Falleen, the then-current Grand Vigo (head) of the Eastern Outer Rim chapter syndicate, wanted to get some things squared away. They were seated at a table in a darkened conference room. They also had worked out a deal with rogue Santhé management, but no one from the firm was at the meeting, preferring to conduct business via encrypted holo communication.
Xizor did the talking as they finalized the details. Fifty Santhé Corp TIE ships, to be delivered on the planet Kaon – a world once inhabited and controlled by Count Dooku during the War, but now a thriving colony run by Xizor, with the blessing of some Liannese contacts, as it was part of the sector controlled for the Queen by Grand Duchess Berit. The price? A hundred million Imperial credits. When the Santhé people had signed off, three Black Sun under-Vigos that were present at this meeting, had some questions.
"My Liege, how do we know we can trust the Santhé group?" said one.
"Yes, they are very much aligned with the Empire," said another.
Xizor seemed to snarl a bit. "Not to worry. I have it on strictest confidence that these managers are actually carrying out directives from the top."
"Really?" Vigo Efroten (of the SE reaches) asked. "You do realize, that the 'top' means Queen Valles Santhé herself, do you not? She is only the Grand Vizier of the new Second Empire."
"Precisely!" hissed Xizor, as his reptilian tongue protruded menacingly. "They have assured me that Her Majesty is quietly in favor of our new … arrangement … so to speak."
The others seemed to consider this. Vigo Tremogo (of the Mid Rim East zone) then spoke up. "So we have a direct relationship with the Queen? This could be both good … and bad."
"I am aware of that," Xizor said slowly. "But, given the circumstance, it's good to have friends in high places. Considering that the new Empress wants our scalps nailed to the wall as trophies."
"Well, what do you think Queen Valles might have to say about that?" Vigo Efroten queried pointedly.
"She will … smooth things over … that's what I have been led to believe, by the Countess," replied Xizor.
The group seemed somewhat less than convinced, and the silence hung heavy, but then there was an interruption. Somehow, their supposedly secure perimeter for the meeting had been penetrated and suddenly, Janne had appeared, still dressed in her immaculate black outfit.
"Hello, gentlemen," she said softly, yet with a slight edge in her voice. "Should my ears be burning?" She then shot a glance straight into Xizor as her perfume (a variety of Valles's that she had given to Berit and Janne a while back) oozed forth and caught his keen sense of smell.
Xizor pretended to be unfazed, but felt a tingle of something. Lady Janne seemed somehow different now – with more of an edge – but then again, how well did he really know her?
"My Lady," he hissed. "How honored we are by your beautiful presence." Xizor rose and bowed deeply, as the others quickly followed his lead.
"I will keep it brief," she deadpanned. "Have the arrangements been made?"
"Yes, my Lady," Xizor answered smoothly. "We look forward to taking delivery. We also send our warmest regards for your consideration of our request."
Janne seemed to scoff, but then chuckled. "I am pleased … Now, I know you will be putting my other request into play?"
Xizor seemed confused. "Your … other request? My Lady?'
"You will be coordinating certain activities with Crimson Dawn. I have seen to it that they will also receive fifty ships."
"My Lady, what of the Empire and the announced intentions of Her Majesty the Empress to commence a crackdown on all syndicate activity?"
"That is not your concern, Prince." Janne spoke his title with a hint of disdain. "You are to work with Qi'ra. Further orders will be forthcoming." She then addressed the group, as another whiff of her perfume was in evidence. Its penetrating aroma was starting to permeate their consciousness. Her robe opened to reveal her lightsabre in plain sight. As she did this, she added, "I will promise you that the Empress will not be a problem."
As she turned to go, she noted, "this meeting is adjourned."
Once Janne seemed to be gone, they looked around at each other.
"Gentlemen," Vigo Tremogo noted, "It appears we may be under new management."
The others simply nodded and gave perplexed expressions.
Lianna City, Santhé Urban Palace, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 8 hours
Ahsoka had found it difficult to sleep as she lay in bed, while her somewhat inebriated husband-to-be had dozed off quickly. While she lay awake, she wondered deeply about what Shaak had told her. About Lizza, about Valles, and the rest. It seemed her mother would need her more than ever and it was time to step up.
No more soft moments worrying about my parents – Shaak will fix them. If she can rebuild Anakin, the Tano family should be a walk in the park. So, what to make of my new role? Being Princess isn't just about pretty dresses and lots of deference from people that want a piece of my action. All my life, I've had to be strong. Why should that stop now? I'm restless, I know it. Soon things are going to heat up, no doubt. But, you know what? I'm ready. Bring it on.
She took one last look at the clock. It was 3 hours past midnight. Then, Ahsoka Tano, Crown Princess of the Galaxy, her mind now settled, fell into a deep sleep.
Some five hours later, Tri'ku awoke first. As he wiped the sleep from his eyes, he glanced at his soon-to-be wife and had a sudden torrent of feeling for her. For a second, he felt like grabbing her and having a moment of passion – but he held off, knowing she would need the rest. He arose quietly and went into the kitchen of their palace suite, then found a caf maker and prepared a pot for the both of them, figuring the aroma would likely awaken his beloved. As he sipped a cup, he considered what might be on the horizon for the both of them.
Ahsoka hasn't really been herself for a long time now … she seemed flustered by how quickly things changed and wondered where she fit in. She's not the kind of woman that likes sitting around with people waiting on her hand and foot, she's an action-driven individual. That's the lady I fell in love with – strong, but vulnerable, because she lets her feelings show. I know that that Ahsoka is still in there, somewhere …
A few minutes later, Ahsoka had also quietly arisen and had pulled on a soft blue robe, then she joined him in the kitchen, coming up behind and extending her arms around his waist. Tri'ku was momentarily startled, but soon relaxed as he spun around to kiss her.
"How are you feeling, dear?"
"I'm good. You know I never needed much sleep …"
He chuckled. "Right … all part of being Togruta. But I wouldn't want you any other way. So … you and Shaak had a good talk?"
Ahsoka nodded. "We did. I told her I needed to help her more. I need a few days on Coruscant after the honeymoon."
"Speaking of that … where did we decide on?"
"Silly … we are returning to Vaynai for two nights. You remember? That's where it really started for us. The manager there at the Beachcomber said we'd have the "empress" suite … named for Mother, he pointed out … and, that we'd have our full privacy. But … it was kind of funny, in a way."
"How so?"
"It's just that … he could never have realized who I was back then. The mysterious 'Doctor Tanner' and all."
Tri'ku laughed at the memory. "Oh yeah. Those were some good times, though. Do you ever …"
"Miss them?" she laughed. "All the time. But I know you can't go back. Even though, memories are important … the way we were, and all."
Ahsoka felt a slight sadness as she reminisced. Tri'ku shared it as he gazed into her bright blue eyes. Finally, he could stand it no longer. He put his cup on the counter and quickly grabbed at her and pulled her into a tight embrace, which Ahsoka returned in kind as her lekku flared momentarily. They kissed for almost thirty seconds, then released, and stared at each other for a few seconds more.
"Tri … I love you. You've been so patient with me. And I really don't know what I'm doing. But I've decided I am going to learn. There is so much, though. Valles is always patient with me and I suppose it might be good to just spend a few hours with her every day. She knows so much."
"That she does …" he noted carefully. He changed topics. "After Vaynai, where might we go?"
"I kind of thought maybe visiting some of the places I saw during the War, to see how they've changed. But … I suppose we will draw some attention."
Tri'ku stroked his chin for a second. "That might have some positive aspects. We likely will get the best treatment ..."
She broke in. "And some crowds, too. But, I think if we go to some places, like Naboo for instance."
"That's a nice place. I was there some twenty-five years ago, it was before the War. The lakes there are fabulous …"
The soon to be married couple continued to chat for a bit, then realized they had things to take care of before the ceremony.
Lianna City outskirts, Santhia Palace, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 11 hours
At Santhia (the formal name of Valles's suburban palace, about 30 km from the center of Lianna City), Ahsoka's maids Rasa and Kama were scurrying about, getting their master ready for the big event. Valles had earlier inquired on what sort of gown Ahsoka might want to be married in, and, after some hemming and hawing, the Togruta mentioned she wanted something blue, in a lighter shade, and a modest train of about one metre. She also dismissed the idea of a veil and headpiece.
"Light blue represents serenity to the Togruta," she said. "My long lost mother on Shili discussed it with me. She would have given me the gown she had on when she married my father, but I'm a bit too large for that now." Valles had laughed gently and told Ahsoka she was glad that she had found her parents after all these years. So there they were, her maidens, and also, Reema, who was going to be a bridesmaid, helping the Crown Princess get herself ready. The bridesmaids, who also included Hedala, Frehya, and Maris, were all getting into their dresses, which were matched in a darker shade of blue that made a nice contrast with the bride. Maris had agreed to be Ahsoka's maid of honor and she was a little confused over what that meant.
"Oh, nothing much, dear," Ahsoka chuckled. "Just someone to stand next to me when we say our vows. And look good in your dresses, of course." She glanced at Reema after saying this. The young Coruscanti was beaming as she caught herself in the mirror, with her dark hair glistening.
"I really like these dark blue frocks," she mentioned to Ahsoka. "Excellent choice, my Princess."
Ahsoka simply smiled. "I just wanted a contrast to my dress. I'm not really all that formal about these things, just tend to take it as I go." Her look now completed, with her lekku richly detailed with silver sparkles, and her choice of footwear – 7 cm heeled silvery sandals – complete, the Crown Princess was ready for the ceremony. She addressed her bridesmaids collectively.
"I very much want to thank all of you – Reema, Hedala, Frehya, and Maris – for being here for me today. I cannot stress enough my personal feelings and love for each one of you, and sincerely hope we will always have each other. Soon the crush of people will be upon us – many of them are already on the grounds here – but just relax and enjoy the moment. The Galaxy hasn't seen anything like this for a long time, if ever. In the years to come, may we all look back and fondly remember this time."
Each of them stepped forward to hug Ahsoka, with Maris especially taking her time, as she gently grasped both of Ahsoka's hands and looked her in the eye. "Dear sister, you know I would do anything for you."
"I do know that," Ahsoka replied softly. "You're a very special person, Maris. I'm so happy we met."
At this point, Leia stepped forward. She was not chosen as a bridesmaid, but also wore a dark blue dress out of solidarity with the group. Ahsoka smiled at her.
"Ahsoka, I am so happy for you today. I wish you all the best. Han and I will watch proudly from the first row and we look forward to the reception."
Ahsoka leaned forward to kiss Leia, then smoothed the Alderaanian's hair. "I'm so happy you are here."
In a nearby room, Shaak was getting ready for the ceremony as well, while her maidens, Tuu and Emu, were busily attending to her look. The Empress's lekku and montrals were being detailed in gold and dark blue, while her outfit was a golden and pink robe over a similar gown, both of which shimmered gently. In some ways, Shaak resembled an Egyptian Pharaoh, and she donned a bright golden crown and carried the Scepter of the Galaxy. Shaak was to be seated in her place of honor for the ceremony, apart from the others who were attending.
After she was pronounced ready by her maidens, Shaak glanced at herself in the full length mirror in her guest suite that Valles had provided her in Santhia. As her garments rustled softly, the Empress smiled, and noted, "this is about as good as it gets for me." She turned to her maidens, and hugged each one gently. "I don't express my gratitude for you as often as I should, but please, know how valuable both of you are to me. Sometimes, I feel as if I couldn't get through my day without you."
They both curtsied as one, then Shaak led them out of the suite and touched her com device.
"Valles? I'd like a moment with you, please."
"I will be right there, my Empress."
As Shaak calmly and slowly walked the halls of Santhia, while paying attention to some of the details in the artwork and the carvings, she was wondering about the significance of these. Valles soon arrived, all decked out for the big event, in a sage green ensemble of flowing silks and various pieces of gold and onyx jewelry. Her hair was resplendent and for once, her perfume greatly muted, which Shaak soon noted.
"Your majesty?" she chirped.
"Ah yes," Shaak chuckled. "Valles … I've been admiring some of these designs and I see the patterns are repeated elsewhere in the interior of this lovely palace."
"They represent the Santhé family and our proud history. Some of which you may read about in the digital archives here on Lianna. Our motto is 'order and progress' as we believe one is not possible without the other."
"I agree entirely," Shaak noted softly. "Now, once this event has concluded, and the happy couple are off to enjoy each other's company, we have some things to do together, my friend."
Valles nodded. "Whatever you wish, my Empress."
Shaak continued. "I fully intend to proceed on to Avalonia. Have you discussed with your mother what we spoke about last night?"
"I've not had the chance. Would you like for her to come with us?"
"I would, very much. My mother is looking forward to meeting her."
"I see. Very well, then. The change of scenery should do her some good. I will see that she comes with us. When shall we leave?"
"In about three rotations. I wish to spend some more time here on Lianna, in order to better understand this world and its … somewhat unique culture." Shaak then chuckled softly and gazed at Valles, as if scanning her somewhat.
Valles knew she had better relax and allow Shaak's penetration, else the Empress might grow suspicious, but no further words were spoken on the matter.
"I will see you at the ceremony, Valles."
Lianna City, Downtown, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 11 hours
Lady Qi'ra and Prince Xizor were meeting in an office tower in the City, a few blocks away from the Santhé Corp headquarters, a huge tower that overlooked the entire metropolitan region from its 200th-level observation deck, a popular tourist attraction for Liannese and off-worlders alike. Black Sun had long had office space in the Liannese capital, reserved under an affiliated entity.
"Countess Janne specifically directed me to work with you," Xizor noted.
"Yes, I was told to expect your call. So we are both getting fifty ships?"
"It would seem, but no details on what she might want us to do with them."
Qi'ra chuckled softly. "So that leaves it up to us. She praised me, said she had been observing my career. Who would have thought that?"
Xizor scoffed. "Don't get distracted by the Lady's soft exterior. She's got the heart of a rancor beating inside of her." He then added, in a distinctly lower tone, "do you know she sometimes carries a lightsabre?"
Qi'ra was a bit startled by that. "Really? So that's what that was - it seemed she wanted us to know."
"I saw it, earlier this morning."
Qi'ra paused a bit, as if she needed to reconsider her obvious admiration for Lady Janne, but then noted, "well, I suppose she's a bit like my old boss, Maul. He made no secret of his past – in fact he could be downright frightening at times, but for the most part, we worked well together. I learned a lot from him. Janne and Valles, may be even better; you can't deny she is rather intelligent."
Xizor nodded, as if conceding the obvious was any consolation. There was no way around it, Valles (through her subordinates) was horning in on their action and they had better get used to it. The most pressing question was what was her ultimate goal?
"Qi'ra, do you have any idea what she might ultimately want?"
"It's too early to tell. However, I just don't get the feeling she intends to betray all of us to the Empress."
Xizor scoffed again, shaking his head. "The Empress is one rather powerful individual. Who can forget her coronation?"
"Indeed," Qi'ra nodded. "It was like she was putting us on notice. There's a new sheriff in town, and she's planning to shut us all down. And just in case there was any doubt, she gave us a small display of what she can do."
"Not only that, Qi'ra, the lady is rather popular at present. Do you know how many fan clubs and admiration societies she's spawned? What if her people start offering cash rewards for information on our activities?"
"Then, what are you saying? That we might need Valles Santhé to run interference for us?"
"I can think of worse things. Santhé clearly has the old Togruta's ear. She can likely persuade Her Majesty to worry about other things besides spice or coaxium smuggling. The way I see it, we've got no choice. She made a good faith gesture by selling us her company's weapons at cost."
Qi'ra nodded. "It's true, I will give you that. She didn't need to do that. But I'm rather glad she did. Those ships will come in handy for a number of operations I've got planned."
"And, don't forget, Janne will be getting involved with us on the banking deal," the Falleen noted.
"Right! That's something we're going to work with too. I'd thought about asking Duchess Ana her opinion, it seems the Muuns are under her purview now that Valles has been given control of the entire Outer Rim and she has put Ana over the North, with Berit over the South."
Xizor smiled. "A lot to handle, don't you think? They're going to need good consulting – both of them, but let's worry about the South. After all, our pal Janne is Berit's most trusted underling."
"Ah," Qi'ra purred.
"Well, I've got to get out of here, Qi'ra. Got business back on Falleen. It's a pleasure seeing you, my friend."
"Yes … you've always been a gentleman, Xi. Let's meet in a few weeks and compare notes. Are you sticking around to see the wedding?"
Xizor laughed. "No. But enjoy yourself. I suppose Valles has reserved you a choice seat at the affair."
"As a matter of fact …" Qi'ra chuckled. "Well, no. I don't have that kind of pull, but I will be watching on the holo-vid."
The Falleen smiled, bowed, and took his leave. Qi'ra checked the time on her com device and realized it was getting close to the hour. She headed over to the Santhé Tower and found an upscale eatery with video screens at each table, settled in after ordering some salad, with ale to wash it down, then turned on the video. All channels seemed to be on the wedding coverage.
Lianna City outskirts, Santhia Palace, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 12 hours
"Hello everyone, this is Natan Fluh, for LBS. Today we are at Santhia, the suburban palace and estate of Queen Valles and the moment you've all been waiting for, the wedding of the century, is about to take place. The Crown Princess of the Galaxy, the adopted daughter of Her Majesty Empress Shaak, is about to exchange vows with her longtime paramour, Commodore Tri'ku Je'har of Almania. The invited guests – some 500 very fortunate individuals have taken their seats on the East Lawn of the palace, which overlooks the lake and the fountains …"
While the holo-vid networks were filling in their many billions of viewers from worlds all over the Galaxy, the players were getting ready to take the stage. Soon, the groomsmen were announced, three of them from Almania, including General of the Army Shaikh Je'har Ordo, and also Master of the Order Anakin Skywalker. Anakin was wearing his dress olive and black uniform of the Order, while the Almanians were in their dress grays. The groom was wearing a more ceremonial uniform in dark blue – perfectly coordinated with the bridal party. It turns out that Anakin had hit it off well with the Almanians and the night before, many Clone Wars era stories had been swapped. He also had a lightsabre on his belt.
After the four groomsmen had taken their positions on the right of the altar, Tri'ku then entered to polite applause, and then, as he was taking his position, the bridal party was announced. First was Knight Hedala Fardi, her blonde hair shining luxuriantly and contrasting her flowing dark blue bridesmaid dress. As she slowly came down the aisle, she glanced across to her right, where she saw Luke Skywalker, whose heart skipped a beat to see his soon-to-be wife. In his mind, she had never seemed so beautiful. Next to be announced was newly anointed Knight Reema Andujah, with her jet black hair neatly in place as she stepped smartly down the aisle, winking playfully as she spotted her friend Ezra Bridger in the audience. Reema calmly took her position next to Hedala as they both smiled at each other. Then it was the turn of Knight Frehya Lumoxa, whose soft brown hair shined as well and she soon spotted Knight Xendar Silkaw near the front of the group, seated near Bridger and Skywalker. They acknowledged each other with an exchange of glances. As Frehya took her place, she and Tri'ku locked gazes for a split-second and exchanged smiles.
Then it was time for the last bridesmaid, Master of the Order Maris Brood, who was smiling broadly and not looking terribly awkward in her blue gown. Her Zabrak horns had been detailed in blue for the ceremony, something she resisted at first but made her peace with later. As Maris graciously took her position as Maid of Honor, she and Anakin locked glances and smiled at each other, Maris giving a slight smirk in the process. At this point, it was time for Shaak to make her entrance, in the elegant gold and pink ensemble she had chosen for the ceremony. Upon her entrance, the audience again applauded politely, and there were some murmurs about the Empress and how striking she looked. Shaak had come to learn the importance of making a good entrance. She glanced around in different directions, making eye contact with Leia, who was seated in the front row next to Han Solo. She also glanced at Anakin and then the bridesmaids, smiling at Frehya, who had been her loyal assistant during the later years on Felucia.
Natan Fluh of LBS then picked up the narrative, adding a touch of reverence for Shaak, fully realizing that his audience would expect nothing less.
"Isn't she inspiring? That's our Empress, Shaak Ti of Shili … shall I ask, has there ever been a more beautiful and righteous ruler for us?"
A colleague chimed in. "Indeed, Natan. This moment is very much hers as it is for Princess Ahsoka. I am moved to feelings of worship for our gracious and lovely sovereign. Ah, it looks like Her Majesty Queen Valles has also arrived. She will be performing the ceremony."
Valles, smiling broadly, looking around at the gathering, tossing her hair just so, soon came to Shaak's side. She then led the Empress over to her position of honor, a raised, gilded throne to the left of the bridal party, where she could see everything easily. As Shaak took her seat, Valles curtsied, then took Shaak's right hand and kissed it gently. The two exchanged smiles.
Fluh then spoke again. "Everyone is now in place as we await the entrance of the bride … and here she is! Crown Princess Ahsoka Tano of Shili. And she is escorted by her brother, Mako'ta Tano, also of Shili."
As she emerged in her lovely pale blue gown, with all its silver accents, and could view the group, Ahsoka felt many things stirring in her mind. Well, I'm finally here. I guess I look good – everyone seems to think so. So good to see Shaak looking so regal, how inspirational she is. She walked slowly, taking one step at a time as she surveyed the audience and the entire scene. It seems like everyone is here … oh, look at Anakin up there … it still amazes me that we were able to bring him back. And Maris, aw! She's so cute today. Reema too. As the bride reached the altar, she glanced at a smiling Valles who was in position. Mako'ta took his seat in the remaining spot in the front row on the right, and everything was set.
"Everyone, we are about to begin. The bride is here and isn't she a vision … we have to admit, Ahsoka Tano is the dream girl for the Galaxy. And what a lucky guy Mister Je'har is …"
As Ahsoka looked around, she then noticed Clone Captain Rex in the third row with the other men, and she smiled in his direction, while Anakin cleared his throat and caught her attention. "Good luck, Snips" he whispered, with a smile and a wink, as she turned around to face him. "Same here, Skyguy."
Valles cleared her throat, then began.
"Hello everyone. Friends … Liannese, and to everyone in our Galaxy that is viewing this right now. We are gathered here in the spirit of community, to join together this woman – our Princess – and this man, into a union for the ages. Because this day belongs to the Princess, our Empress has declined to give any remarks at this time."
Valles glanced over at Shaak, who nodded slightly, while otherwise beaming brightly on the proceedings.
"Miss Ahsoka Tano, Crown Princess of this Galaxy, and Commodore Tri'ku Je'har, now of the Imperial Security Bureau, are here today to pledge their love for each other and to declare themselves as husband and wife, and as partners for life. At this time, the two of them would like to say a few words to each other, and, by extension, to all of us. Tri'ku, you have elected to speak first."
Tri'ku looked around at everyone, then at his bride. "Ahsoka. How I have longed for this day. When I think about the day we met, I am filled with so many fond memories. That night on Almania … over three years ago … when I first laid eyes on you, I thought, then and there, that you were the most beautiful person I had ever met. And so it has been as our relationship began and then prospered. Today, I solemnly affirm to always stand by you – to love, cherish, and adore – as my other half, the one who completes me."
Ahsoka's lekku – already intricately detailed – seemed to turn even brighter as a wave of emotion overcame her. She knew it was now her turn to speak.
"My love, it is most difficult to put into words what I am feeling at this moment. When I met you that night, I had gone through sixteen years of hiding and evading those who would wish to end my life. There were times when I wondered what I was doing it all for, would it ever be worth it. Now, as I look back, I can surely say that it was. My dearest Tri'ku, how good you have been to me. Always you have shown patience, and even though we are two very different people, from different traditions, we have connected in a most special way. Always we have tried to understand each other, without judgment and always with mercy, as our love grew. Now I know I must always have you and why I am still alive after all these years. I will always love you and now I declare this love for the universe to witness."
Valles then smiled at the both of them, then recited the vows they had provided for her.
"Tri'ku, as you take this woman, Ahsoka, to be your lawfully wedded wife, do you promise to always love, value, and care for her?"
"Yes, your Majesty, I do."
"Ahsoka, as you take this man, Tri'ku, to be your lawfully wedded husband, do you promise to always love, value, and care for him?"
"Yes, Valles, I do."
"Then by the power invested in me by Her Majesty the Empress, I now may pronounce you as husband and wife. You may now show your affection for each other."
In an instant, Tri'ku reached for Ahsoka, as she did him. A gentle kiss quickly turned passionate, but was complete after ten seconds, as the audience began to applaud, softly at first, but with gathered intensity. Around the Galaxy, as the spectacle was being witnessed, there was much celebration, as fireworks went off on some planets, particularly on Almania and Shili. As they released each other, Ahsoka and Tri smiled at each other, as if to say, we did it.
Natan Fluh picked up the narrative again. "There you have it, everyone. A tender and heartfelt ceremony and a coming together of two people from very different parts of our Galaxy. They make such a striking couple. May their happiness long endure. What love has joined … let nothing separate them, as they will always have each other."
Unknown Region (Galactic Western Reach), Su's Dark world-ship, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days
Empress Su was also observing the proceedings on Lianna and the exchange of vows between Ahsoka and Tri'ku from an interception of the holo-vid feed. Magnifica had joined her, just in time to see Ahsoka's walk down the aisle to the altar.
"Striking, isn't she?" Su purred softly.
Magnifica, not liking that her queen would ever notice anyone else's beauty but hers, scoffed. "If you happen to like that sort of thing," she sniffed, dismissively.
Su chuckled. "Not to worry, dear. No one could take your place. But this Ahsoka ... she is intriguing. I seem to recall her years ago, when she was still quite young. A very impetuous sort, always in a hurry. But no one can deny she is brave."
Magnifica remained silent, as Su rose and stood, pulling up to her full two-metre height, with a nearly transparent gown loosely hanging from her broad shoulders. "Lizza!" She called out.
Her other treasured companion came into the enclosed area, dressed in her usual black latex that reflected the light. They were in an expansive sort of room, high up in the world-ship but still a few levels below the surface. This ship did not have an atmosphere of its own, the way some other craft belonging to the Supreme Ruler did. It was only about five hundred km in diameter, powered by what amounted to a "mini-star," a fusion reactor several multiples more powerful than the first Death Star had used. This reactor could self-cool and was at a level of technology beyond anything in the known Galaxy. Su's ships could seemingly jump from one end of the Galaxy to the other in a matter of minutes if so desired, or they could move slowly. They could also jump from galaxy to galaxy and Su and her various forces had deeper knowledge of the universe beyond what could be seen through the telescopes and other devices used by inhabitants of the known Galaxy. Su also had existed for a very long time, far longer than anyone currently living in the Galaxy and thus she was well aware of the various epochs of history – to before even the beginning of the Old Republic and the founding of the Jedi.
Lizza sauntered in, as she saw Magnifica and Su together. She was hoping to have some time alone with the Queen. Ever since they had met, some 18 years prior, Lizza had longed for as much time with her as possible. At first, months, even years, passed between her contacts, but eventually Su made Lizza a more frequent companion and then one of the inner circle around her.
"Ah, there you are, my dear," Su purred. Her voice was rarely ever raised in intensity and her calm demeanor always allowed both Lizza and Magnifica to settle down and reduce their inner tensions.
"Good evening, my Queen," Lizza murmured, as she drew close to Su. "I've been working on that new crystal project you assigned me."
"Any progress?"
"Maybe. I think I've cracked the relationship these things have with the Force. I was hoping I could work in Engineering – on the Light Ship."
Su smiled beneficently. "Why do you think that might help … or perhaps yield results?"
"My Queen … it's because … do you remember when you showed me about the bota? I later made a connection. Now this person Menoway on Coruscant in the primary galaxy pointed me to an abandoned moon."
Su raised an eyebrow in mild interest. "And what did you find there, dear?"
"Well, the First Empire thought – incorrectly – that they had already mined everything of value from it … oh, but that was hardly the case."
"And what of this case?"
"I sank a test shaft, went about 50 kilometres down. There is much more where those others came from. Master, didn't you once tell me the Jedi were on Jedha over 8000 years ago?"
"I did," Su said with a crafty smile, while her gown swayed gently.
"It seems, that they never bothered to further explore the place."
Su took Lizza in her arms and hugged her tight, effortlessly raising her off the floor. She then gave her apprentice a soft kiss on the lips, then lowered her. "It would seem you are correct, my sweet young one. Let's go relax together, shall we?"
Su turned to Magnifica. "We will be alone, do not disturb us."
Magnifica shrugged. "Yes, my Queen."
As they walked off together, Su was gently caressing Lizza's upper body, probing and feeling the taut muscles. "My sweet young girl, how I adore you."
Lizza started to relax and felt most wonderful as Su's warm currents of energy began to flow through her. They came to a lift entrance. Su waved her hand over the panel and they were carried off somewhere on the world-ship. When the portal opened, they were in what appeared to be a sort of observation deck, where Su and Lizza then flopped down together on a sumptuous cushioned area, Su spreading one of her quilted robes around Lizza as they snuggled. After a few minutes of gentle intimacy, they looked up and outward. Soon a series of stars flashed before them and quickly grew into a blur as the ship had apparently gone into hyperspace.
"Now we rest for a bit," Su whispered into Lizza's ear softly, while the younger woman simply nodded and soon fell asleep.
Lianna City, Santhé Urban Palace, 1 ABY, 3 months, 6 days, 18 hours
The wedding ceremony having concluded, most of the people there were chatting amongst each other, as most of them wanted to wish well to the newlyweds. Valles soon announced that the reception and "official" after party would begin in about five hours back in town at the main palace. After a bit of time, the bride and groom went off together. Ahsoka suggested some intimate time together before the reception started and they were taken by speeder back into town.
Reema and Ezra had greatly enjoyed the ceremony and were riding together back to the Palace separately from the royal couple.
"So …" Ezra started to say, then decided to make a move. He snuggled next to his friend and she turned to him affectionately. "Yes?" Reema purred, in a low tone, anticipation welling up inside of her.
"I'm so happy for Ahsoka," he stated. "When I think of all she went through, and how I looked up to her. To see her so happy, it makes me wonder if that time has come for me. For us. Reema, can I tell you how incredibly sexy you are?"
Reema tossed her head back and laughed. "Silly boy. I already know you have thoughts about me. What good is Force sensitivity if it cannot detect the most important things of all?"
"So do you want me … too?"
"Are you serious … yes!" She laughed some more.
To hear his crush tell him that filled him with excitement. They soon reached their destination and both went together to Reema's assigned room. Quickly they were out of their clothes and were in the smooth satin robes provided for Palace guests in each room, and they laid down together.
An hour later, Ezra turned to her. "That was amazing. You are everything I hoped you would be."
She nodded and chuckled. "Not so bad yourself, my friend. I think we will be together in the future."
He gave her a quick kiss, rose, and started putting his clothes back on. "Reema, I promised I would meet with Rex and some of the guys before we go to the reception."
She turned to him and also rose. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she said, "That's fine. But you better dance with only me at the reception … right?" She snapped her head toward him, grinning, as she finished that sentence.
"Absolutely! I can't think of anyone but you. Reema, you're it. The only girl in the Galaxy. I think I'm in love."
She smiled. "See you soon … my love."
As he left her room, Ezra felt a spring in his step that he'd never felt before. So this is what it's like to fall in love. And she is such an amazing girl.
Reema went back to bed for a nap, and slept for about two hours, then rose and dressed, in a somewhat revealing black dress for the reception. She planned to be at her master Ahsoka's side and show her loyalty. While checking herself in the mirror, she heard a soft knock at her door. Thinking, perhaps hoping, Ezra had returned, Reema opened the door expectantly.
But it wasn't Ezra, nor was it anyone else she might have been expecting. Standing there was a figure totally clad in shiny black latex, with a soft cape around her. The woman's face was mostly obscured except for her eyes. Reema reached out with the Force, and she immediately knew who it was, as her Force probe was returned.
"Good afternoon, Knight Reema," the woman said softly. "I have a gift for your master, Princess Ahsoka."
Reema, a bit startled, nonetheless realized whom it was. "Greetings, Lady Lizza. Please come in."
"Thank you." Lizza then reached inside her cape and drew out a small object, which she presented to Reema.
Reema looked it over carefully. It was a small pyramidal object, about 2 cm on a side, but was completely white in color. The sides were perfectly smooth. As she handled it, Reema felt a slight tinge of softness come to her from the Force. She glanced back at Lizza. "What exactly is this?"
"Your master will know. It is a token of appreciation and congratulations on her wedding day, from my master to yours."
"Your master? Does she have a name?"
Lizza chuckled, then smiled under the mask. "Her holy name is Su. She is the empress of the universe."
Reema scoffed. "Seriously? The only empress I recognize is Empress Shaak. I've never heard of anyone called Su."
Lizza chuckled again. "You will … soon. My master extends her hand in friendship to the Primary Galaxy of the group."
Reema was again taken aback. "What 'group' are you referring to? Miss Lizza? Sorry, Lady Lizza … or whatever title you prefer …"
Lizza laughed, tossing her head back, causing her cape to fall behind her, and revealing a pair of lightsabres on her belt.
"Just Lizza. My master has directed me to treat all Force wielders in the Primary Galaxy with respect, Knight Reema. The group I refer to is the local group of galaxies within a few hours' journey from here."
Reema realized this was an opportunity for learning, and asked Lizza to sit for a bit. "Where are my manners? Lizza, please come and sit with me. I would love to know more about this subject."
"Very well. I should not refuse an offer of hospitality from a Knight. You may not realize this, but I was once a Knight myself."
"You were? In the Jedi?"
"That's right. Over 20 years ago. Things didn't go so well for the Jedi Order after that and I had to leave."
Reema started warming to her guest. "I'd heard about that. It was before I was born, though … on Coruscant."
"Yes, your friend Menoway mentioned that. He seemed familiar to me, like he had also once been a Jedi, but we did not talk much."
"Can I get you something? Perhaps some caf?"
"I would like that." Lizza remembered Su encouraging her to reach out to members of Shaak's Order. As Reema poured her a cup, she continued. "You wanted to know more about the galaxies, the ones beyond the Primary?"
"Oh, yes, very much. I am a student of these things. My master has always encouraged my studies."
Lizza sighed as she thought back. "Mine did too … I sometimes miss her." She then shook her head, angrily.
"But my new master has taught me so much more. Recently she has taken interest in the affairs of the Primary Galaxy."
"Lizza, why do you call this – our galaxy – the primary?"
"Because galaxies are arranged in clusters – which you likely know – and this one is the largest of the local grouping, or galactic cluster. So you wanted to know about further away galaxies? Su is teaching me all about them. We have made voyages to some of them. The Universe is so large."
"They say it's endless. Is that really true?"
"As far as we know … but think about it – wouldn't it have to be true?"
Reema took a swig of her caf. "Now that you mention it …" she laughed, and Lizza laughed along with her. The two women were starting to bond.
"So …" She asked. "Why do you call yourself Darth Lizza? Are you a Sith Lady?"
"My master says I am. But she also says that's a limiting concept. Empress Su does not believe in the limited knowledge possessed in the Primary Galaxy. She says a Sith was an ancient species, but that was very long ago, perhaps in her earlier years."
It seemed the more Lizza talked, the more relaxed she became. Reema soon realized that many things the Jedi once believed might not be true. The universe was obviously bigger than just the "primary galaxy" and had far more knowledge. Reema grew eager to meet this "Su." She asked about that.
"Lizza … will Su come here to meet with us, sometime?"
"I cannot say. She usually doesn't tell me anything about her plans. But she was watching the wedding and seemed to be impressed with your master Ahsoka – for some reason."
"Really … interesting," said Reema, softly. She started playing with some of her hair as she thought.
Lizza alertly picked up on this. "You know …" she said, also in gentle tone. "She was once a friend of mine, but we had a falling out."
"Oh. Well, Master Ahsoka never talks about her past, very much."
Lizza laughed again. "Masters … tend to be like that."
At which, Reema joined in the laughter. "OK, I will give this to her when I see her tonight."
"Very good. I must be getting along now. We'll talk again … soon. Su will be pleased that I made this connection with you."
Reema walked Lizza to the door. As the Sith walked out, Reema curtsied to her as Lizza smiled. Then, to Reema's great surprise, Lizza took a few steps down the hall and simply disappeared. Reema rubbed her eyes and lightly slapped herself. Was that just a dream? Maybe not. I've got this little thing. It looks like a Sith holocron but it's much smaller. Ahsoka will know what to do.
Soon, it was time for the reception. It was a joyous occasion, as everyone who was anyone – those that had one of the precious invitations – wanted to pay his or her respects to the royal couple. Valles ensured that the quality of the food and drink would be worthy and there were multiple rooms, where different bands played different styles of music, and also some quieter rooms.
After things had got underway, Reema soon found Ezra, who was somewhat nervously awaiting her. When he saw her, his heart leapt. She had on a black dress, cut tight and revealing, and covered with sequins. Ezra himself wore a black velvet suit and tie, with a white shirt. They danced a couple of numbers together, then went looking for Ahsoka – whom they found in a quiet room cuddled on a sofa with her new husband. She was still in the light blue gown she got married in – it was quite comfortable, unlike many wedding dresses.
As she saw them, Ahsoka waved for them to join her. They smiled and walked over, arm in arm.
"Hey guys!" Ahsoka laughed. "Don't you look cozy! Ezra, you've got a rancor by the tail …"
Reema busted out laughing. "Hey, Master. Don't underestimate this guy …"
"Hmmm," Ahsoka chuckled. "Just glad to see everyone having a good time here at our party."
Reema thought for a second. "Master Ahsoka, can I talk with you in private – just a few minutes, tops …"
Ahsoka scanned her apprentice quickly. Though Reema had already had a few drinks, Ahsoka could tell there was a touch of urgency in her request. She turned to Tri'ku and whispered in his ear.
"Love, let me take care of this, I'll be right back."
Ahsoka stood up, and Reema followed her over to another, even more private, space.
"What's up?" She asked good-naturedly.
"Master, I was given this earlier today. It's for you and your husband." Reema pulled out the small pyramid-shaped item from her purse, then handed it over to Ahsoka.
"I see. Who gave this to you?"
"My friend Lizza."
"The one that Master Shaak told me about? The one who you knew because of Mace Windu?"
"Yes. We've become friendly. She also told me she was once a Jedi and knew you twenty years ago. She said you were her friend but you two had a falling out."
Ahsoka inspected the item. "It's some kind of mini-holocron." She Force-scanned it quickly. "Hmm. Lizza gave you this?"
"Master, she told me she was delivering it from her master. Someone named Su – she also said they've been to other galaxies. What do you think?"
Ahsoka chuckled. "At the moment, I'm not sure what to think, but I'll tell you this much. Master Shaak will certainly be interested in it."
Reema curtsied to her. "My apologies, Master. I will let you get back to your husband. Congratulations, again. It was a lovely ceremony and you looked amazing."
"Thank you, Reema."
Lianna City, Santhé Urban Palace, 1 ABY, 3 months, 7 days, 9 hours
The next morning, the Empress and her mother, Luu'maas Ti, were preparing to go to the royal yacht, Empress Shaak, for a short trip over to Avalonia, and were expecting Queen Valles and her mother to be joining them. Luu'maas, not usually in a good mood since her daughter became Empress, was looking forward to this trip.
"Darling, I rather like your friend Valles. She's oh-so-proper, and a really great hostess. So meeting her mother might be nice. Do you suppose I might cook for them while we're on that new planet? What was its name again?"
"Avalonia, Mother. I think you will like it. I have a lovely palace there and maybe you can make it the Empress Mother's Palace. Whatever you might wish, my darling."
Mother and daughter hugged for a few seconds. Shaak received a call from Valles.
"Yes? Oh, that's wonderful. My mom is very much looking forward to meeting her … uh huh … listen, we will see you on the yacht in about three days. Take care …"
Elsewhere, in their suite, Ahsoka and Tri'ku were planning their getaway. The first destination was the sunny world of Vaynai, where they had their first kiss and fell in love, over two years earlier. Ahsoka, since she had come to Lianna on the Empress Shaak, wanted to use her own much-cherished ship, Corvala Dawn, whichshe had left behind on Avalonia at the Golden Palace Spaceport. A quick communication to Ahsoka's longtime astromech, R8-ND, took care of that, and the ship was flown to Lianna.
As the lovers took off together, they were together on the flight deck and it felt like old times.
"No way I wanted to do this any different, love," Ahsoka smiled as she lifted off. "See you again, someday, beautiful world of Lianna. I like it here, but I'm ready to go places."
Tri'ku responded in kind. "Way ahead of you, my dear. Haven't been on Vaynai in quite a while. It will be interesting to see how much has changed."
Soon they had made the jump to hyperspace. Ahsoka and Tri'ku went to sit in the ship's lounge for a bit, as the voyage would take about two hours. Ahsoka then pulled out the mini-holocron and placed it on the table. Tri'ku eyed it carefully.
"What is that?"
"Something Reema gave me last night. That's what she wanted to talk about."
"Based on what we've talked about before, it looks like a Sith holocron, except it's white."
"Right …" Ahsoka noted, her mind deep in thought. "I'm looking for a way to access it. Wait a second, I've got it."
Soon the device started glowing blue, and a holo projection seemed to project up from the top point of the device. A menu of choices in Basic script showed. Ahsoka took the first choice and the submenu opened, although this one had an automated start and some strange music started playing in full stereophonic sound from some unseen speakers. It was Antonio Carlos Jobim's "O Morro Não Tem Vez" and it was mostly instrumental until a female voice starting singing some lyrics in Portuguese.
Floored, Ahsoka sat down next to her husband and they both listened.
"It's lovely," she said. Tri'ku nodded in agreement. "But I have no idea what it's about."
"Where do you suppose Reema got this?" He asked.
"She told me the Dark Lady Lizza gave it to her. It was a wedding present for us."
Tri'ku turned his head sideways as he looked at Ahsoka. "Most odd …"
"I like it," she said, with a nod. "I wonder what else is on here …"
"A wedding present from that Dark Lady. What do you know about her?"
"Not nearly as much as Reema, it seems." Ahsoka chuckled.
Soon the musical selection completed and the holo image of Su could be seen.
"Who is that?" Tri'ku asked softly. Ahsoka remained silent, and soon the image was speaking to them.
"Greetings to the newlyweds. I am Su, ruler of all realms. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance, Princess Ahsoka and Prince Tri'ku, of the Primary Galaxy in Group 17."
Tri'ku and Ahsoka were in rapt attention. The image showed what appeared to be a woman all in white, with an effervescent sheen coming from her presence. Though it was only a holo, she had a commanding presence, but a soothing one as well.
"You might be wondering about me, who I am, what I am doing, what are my intentions. Be without fear. I have been observing your galaxy for a very long time, and I have taken special interest in the more recent happenings. One of these has been the recent change of power, something which caught my attention. The one you call Shaak – please inform her I will be in communication soon. I am looking forward to making your acquaintance. That is all."
Oh, so long for this night I've prayed … That a star would guide you my way
To share with me this special day … With a ribbon in the sky for our love
If allowed, may I touch your hand … And if pleased, may I once again
So that you too will understand … There's a ribbon in the sky for our love
- Stevie Wonder, © Black Bull Music, Jobete Music Co Inc.
To be continued …