AN: Now that the big event is in the rear-view, things will start to rev-up in the Galaxy as a whole. There are number of confrontations that will be coming along in the chapters to come. Shaak, Ahsoka, Anakin and Maris will be tested.
Thanks to new followers: Tristan Riddle
Chapter 12: Boundless Ambition
The Planet Vaynai, NE Outer Rim, Chorlian Sector, 1 ABY 3 months, 8 days, 12 hours
Ahsoka eased the Corvala Dawn onto the assigned landing platform on the archipelago's main island. She and Tri'ku were happy to return to the place where they'd had so many fond memories early in 1 BBY as they were first getting to know each other. As the newlyweds debarked, they were met by staffers from the Beachcomber Hotel, all of whom swore that they remembered them from two years prior. And of course, hosting the Crown Princess was "an extreme honor" as they were repeatedly assured. They were shown to a lavish 10-room suite at the top of the tower, which had been renamed the "Empress Shaak" suite. As the two of them were shown around, they saw much of the artwork dedicated to Shaak as there were beautiful photos depicting her coronation and some paintings as well that showed her in various heroic poses. Yes, the planet Vaynai was "all in" for the new regime and wanted to do its bit for Shaak, in the fond hopes that she might pay them a visit.
As they settled in, Tri saw that the bar was fully stocked and he poured a shot of some top malt whiskey and savored the flavor. "We rarely get this stuff on Almania," he noted with a smile.
Ahsoka chuckled. "Yep – we've really made it big, huh?"
He sighed. "I told them we wanted to enjoy ourselves with a fair amount of privacy. This is our time together."
She nodded. "Looking forward to just lying around on the beach tomorrow and remembering those times. Then have some fun in the casino at night. Dress up and look glamorous. We're Galactic royalty, after all."
"I guess we aren't terribly worried about the Corporate Sector bigshots any more, either, Soka. But you know they will want to promote various things to us."
She nodded again. "Of course, they will want to have some kind of line to Mother. Just look at all the stuff on the walls here."
Tri'ku sipped the whiskey, then noted. "We are very close to the new Malachor, that she calls Avalonia. They have likely figured out that she will be in the sector from time to time."
Ahsoka grew pensive. "You know, for months I had nightmares about that fight with Anakin there. Just because we cleaned the place up doesn't mean I can easily forget." Ahsoka joined him in the bar area of their suite. "Say, any ale in that thing?" She asked as she pointed to a mini fridge. He laughed and took out a bottle.
"Need a glass, love?"
"I'll rough it," she chuckled. "So … Anakin tells me you are good with the ISB job. How do you figure you will handle that?"
"Uh, yeah … he, Maris, and I met the other night. I'm going to study the characteristics of a basic Imperial battle group, led from a dreadnaught. The weapons complements, the batteries, fighter deployment, all of it."
Ahsoka took a swig from her bottle. "Maris especially likes the Ravager and Admiral Rae Sloane, whom she wants to promote to Fleet Admiral, with Mother's agreement, of course."
"Well, Maris does have a rather important role now. And it seems … she's stepped up into it well. I'll always remember her intensity when I first met her. It was a bit scary, but we came to know each other and I realized that she was about as good of a friend as you could have. And she has Shaak's full confidence. Who else could tame Vader the way she has?"
Ahsoka laughed. "I was a bit concerned over that, but Vader was driven by pain. Anakin today is driven by passion – he wants to atone for the evil he perpetrated under Palpatine, and he also wants to continue to love Maris. Have you seen them together? But they both answer to Mother, and together, we can rule this Galaxy, only we want it to be run with a desire to see people prosper."
Tri'ku nodded. I'm going to like working with them, it seems. Maris even told me that Shaak has a mission for her and Anakin – something about the Unknown Western Reaches. That was as much as she would tell me. We may be deployed in another month."
"Are you happy to be getting back into action – even if it's as an observer?" she asked.
He nodded. "Absolutely. For a long time, I wanted to fly Imperial ships and see how they worked. Now I get the chance. The fact that this Empire has a more humane mission makes it all the better."
"Mother sure has changed everything. Who would openly defy her now? Most worlds and peoples are on her side and want to see her do well. The love she gets is amazing, and she's told me it's addictive at times, almost orgasmic in its intensity. I'm quite happy for her."
"She seems to be managing it well, not letting it go to her head. Ahsoka, it took me a while to warm up to her because I didn't think she trusted me, and she felt I would be a hindrance in your development. She's come to better understand what we have now. It was good to see her at the wedding, looking magnificently beautiful and giving us her blessing by being there."
Ahsoka sighed. "I remember when I was a young Jedi, even before I became a Padawan, there she was. I would see her sometimes watching me train with the others, but though the Force told me she was watching me, there were few times she spoke to me. All these years later, she told me why she was doing that, but I still have trouble understanding. Did she somehow know things would go bad and we'd be out on our own?"
Tri'ku shook his head. "I wonder if she will ever tell you." He changed topics, slightly. "I heard she was getting closer to Valles. Do you have any clues as to why?"
"No … not really. Tri, what do you make of Valles? Sometimes, it feels like something is just not entirely right with her."
"I must admit … I haven't paid close attention to her recently. Has something changed?"
"Hard to put my finger on it, but the Force is giving me a strange vibe when I am around her. She says all the right things, but then, she always does, because she's very intelligent. Mother gave her a huge amount of power in the Imperial government, making Valles the Prime Minister in all but name. Who knows what she and her friends are actually doing?"
"But I thought you liked her."
"I still do, but I think we should be careful. Maris told me that she had similar reservations recently when we were working out and getting some dueling in."
Tri'ku put a hand on her shoulder and started to massage her, while gently squeezing Ahsoka's rear lek – something that tended to arouse her. She turned around to face him and smiled softly.
"I'm glad you're still trying to stay sharp physically, Soka. That's important. Do you still talk to Frehya much anymore?"
Ahsoka shook her head. "I really miss her. She's mostly on Felucia now and I think she and Xendar are getting closer. Who knew how attractive she would still be to someone much younger?"
"Oh, I did. Freh is charming, pretty and smart. I've known her a long time and I was happy to see her get recognition from Shaak. So I could see a younger guy who is intelligent wanting to be with her. I don't know where it might be going but I'm happy for her. We almost married but she got cold feet and returned the ring. I know she's had second thoughts about that – her biggest weakness was a fear of getting too close and being in a vulnerable position."
"Well, she agreed to be my bridesmaid. I guess she's mostly over you," Ahsoka laughed.
"She should be. How long have you and I been seeing each other?"
"Long enough. Hey – let's go to the beach. It's a typically wonderful Vaynai day …"
Lianna City, Santhé Urban Palace, 1 ABY 3 months, 10 days, 9 hours
After three days had elapsed, Shaak had had enough rest and relaxation – and had also gotten her fill of touring the various Santhé Corporation manufacturing facilities. Valles and her top management had also given the Empress a full report on the progress of the Peacekeeper project, a larger and improved version of the original Death Star, of which the first unit was being constructed near a moon of the planet Endor, on the Galaxy's southwestern Outer Rim, with seven more to follow. Shaak asked few questions, but thoroughly read the briefing material on it, while making some other key points about force structures and her preferences. She stressed that both Lianna and the Peacekeeper sites must receive the most advanced ISD and SSD vessels covering their activity, as these were most important to her plans for her empire going forward. Shaak had decided to further increase the ongoing modernization of the navy that had commenced under Palpatine, but had lost momentum after the original Death Star was destroyed over a year earlier. Maris and Anakin accompanied her for some of these tours, and they also kept the Santhé-Sienar people on their toes. Everyone became fully aware of Shaak's military background and her expertise in plans and tactics. This was a main reason that, as Empress, she had decided to have direct control over "defense," as she now termed it, while looking to eventually devolve many other governmental functions to a bureaucracy that would be reporting to the Grand Vizier's office, with oversight from both houses of the newly established Galactic legislature.
So, by the time the Empress was ready to travel, Valles had finally been able to persuade her reluctant mother to agree to take the short trip to Avalonia with her and the Empress. Mirella Santhé was an elegant woman of 65 years of age, but seemed older, even when compared to the 101-year-old Luu'maas Ti. The two ladies chatted amiably about various things, but mostly about their hardworking and seemingly over-burdened daughters. Before everyone left to board the Imperial yacht Empress Shaak, the Empress summoned her Grand Vizier to the suite she was staying in at the Lianna City palace.
Valles soon arrived, wearing a bright but elegant pink dress and matching shoes, with her hair carefully done up so as to be out of her way and show off her lovely face with its healthy tanned complexion. Her perfume was somewhat muted but still potent and Shaak made another mental note to herself. She seems to have various fragrances and each has some kind of purpose. She is also smart enough to know that I am observing her in various ways. This could be a very revealing time together for us. As she entered, Valles curtsied and smiled.
"At your service, my Empress." Valles then clasped hands with a smiling Shaak, as the two exchanged quick kisses on the cheek. Shaak was dressed simply, in a black silky gown with a light pink cloak over her shoulders, with her lekku unadorned. The ever-present amulet was in evidence, winking gently in a greenish tone.
"Ah, my dear Queen …" Shaak said softly. "I've been looking forward to having this time with you. But first, I need a couple of things done. Could you please contact the Ministers of Finance and the Interior to join us on Avalonia? They should try to be there within one full rotation."
Of course, it was well understood that when the Empress used a verb such as "try", it was to be taken as a direct, unconditional order. "As you wish, Shaak. I will contact them immediately. They will be gratified to have a direct audience with you. Was that all?"
Shaak smiled as her amulet changed color to a deep blue. "No," she chuckled. "I also would like you to inform Leia Organa Skywalker that she is to accompany the Minister for our meeting. I shall see you aboard the yacht in two hours."
Valles curtsied again. "Not a problem. I'm looking forward to it."
"As … am … I," Shaak said, carefully measuring each word, while softly gazing at Valles.
As Valles walked out of the suite, she pondered this exchange. She's up to something, clearly. How often has she ever asked to see her ministers, especially away from Coruscant? Most interesting. I must be quite alert here.
Lianna orbit, Imperial Yacht, 1 ABY 3 months, 10 days, 11 hours
Aboard the Empress Shaak, the Empress was settling into her private space with her two Togruta maidens. Her mother was also there in her own stateroom within the same space, while Valles and her mother were on the same deck in adjoining staterooms. Leia, who had returned to Coruscant after the wedding reception, had been informed by the Ministry officials that she was to accompany Minister Mizener of Chandrila to the planet Avalonia for an audience with the Empress. Minister Plain of Muunilinst who was also summoned, would be making the trip separately in a Finance Ministry ship.
Shaak then went to her meditation room on the yacht and settled in for an hour-long session. The journey to Avalonia would take a leisurely two hours and she planned some light conversation with Valles and her mother before they arrived.
But of course, her own mother wanted to join them. Shaak then stepped into the lavish lounge area on the ship – an enclosed atrium that rose five decks up from the floor – which was also connected to the dining areas for those fortunate enough to be able to travel on the ship. She saw Valles – still clad in her outfit from earlier in the morning – and her mother sitting together sipping fruit beverages, and then her own mom, in a lavish ensemble with three layers of satin robes over a shimmering blue gown.
"Come join us, Shaak, my dear!" Luu'maas gestured to her daughter, while both the Santhé women looked in the Empress's direction. Shaak smiled and slowly trudged over, taking time to look around (and noticing that most were not staring at her – it was known that she liked being allowed some privacy). As she sat, her mother noted, "a bit quiet today, your Majesty; just basic black?"
Shaak, not at all embarrassed, took a seat on the soft leather sectional, directly across from Valles, who graciously smiled and nodded slightly at her.
Valles's mother, Mirella, acknowledged the Empress and rose to curtsy, but her stiff joints made it a little awkward. "My apologies, your Majesty."
"Quite all right, Lady Santhé. I am pleased to have you aboard and I hope the change of scenes on Avalonia will do you some good. Please let my people know if there is anything we can do to make your stay pleasant."
Mirella smiled and tipped back her head slightly as her flowing robes rustled. "I'm loving this wonderful ship, your Majesty. It's far nicer than my daughter's."
Valles smirked and nodded. "It was done by the same design group. But they really wanted to come up with something special for Shaak, particularly if it was to be christened in her name." She then turned to gaze at Shaak. "The people of the Galaxy feel strongly about you, dear. They would expect nothing less."
Luu'maas had an idea. "You know … we could perhaps have some kind of contest, where people in the Galaxy could perhaps win some kind of ticket that might allow them to have a chance to stay onboard and enjoy the finest things in life."
Shaak laughed. "Mother, that might be a bit much. But you are likely correct that the people want a taste of this kind of life."
Avalonia orbit, Imperial Yacht, 1 ABY 3 months, 10 days, 13 hours
The soft banter among the four women continued and soon it was time to drop out of hyperspace and the ship was in orbit around Avalonia. Shaak rose, and offered, "Mother, would you and Mirella like to view the planet from up here? Let's head to the observation deck." The four of them walked slowly together, but the elder Ms. Santhé was a trifle tired, so Valles summoned a repulsor bench just for her and she was able to accompany them. Shaak noticed that her own mother seemed to be far healthier than Valles's was.
As they reached the deck, Shaak directed them to follow her and soon they reached a platform which afforded a near 120-degree view. Below, the lovely vista of the converted planet seemed to reach in all directions – nothing but endless green, punctuated by blotches of pink blossoms in huge areas. Closer inspection revealed many sources of flowing water. The once-barren surface of what was then called Malachor had completely given way to the colorful panorama they were witnessing. Mirella smiled as she saw it.
"It's just lovely, dear," she said as she turned to Valles.
"Thank the Empress," Valles replied, nodding in Shaak's direction. "We just carried out her wishes. Her daughters, Ahsoka and Maris, did much of the work, in terms of design and specifications. Our team from Lianna – led by my dear friend Duchess Ana – carried out the instructions and logistics."
"And such wonderful work it is. I'm looking forward to going down there."
A few minutes later, Shaak received word as the captain of her yacht came to her on the observation deck.
"The shuttles are ready, your Majesty. Whenever you want to descend."
"Thank you, captain." She turned to Valles. "Shall we?"
Soon, they were down, landing in a gold and pink trimmed Imperial Shuttle that signified the Empress herself had arrived. Amid fanfare, Shaak, Valles, and their mothers were helped into a new gilded carriage with elegant "SR" (Shaak Regina – reigns) script in various places. As it whisked them away, they could see even more improvement in the streets of what was starting to become "Avalonia City" – a totally planned community belonging entirely to the Imperial Crown – and where some of the streets were literally paved with gold, which was edged in the royal colors of pink and green that also dominated the planet's landscape in all directions.
Mirella and Luu'maas felt their jaws drop as they entered the palace complex. The sheer beauty of the building, with all of its carefully manicured surfaces and seemingly endless amount of gold, practically everywhere, was like nothing either of them had ever seen before, in all the Galaxy.
"Mother, you should also know that this entire planet has been re-engineered in just the past seven months," Valles pointed out with pride, as she was the principal architect and planner.
"You did this all – just to honor my amazing daughter?" Luu'maas practically gasped.
"They did," Shaak said softly. "All for me. But I want to share it with those who are dear to me."
Luu'maas nodded, feeling tremendous pride inside for the girl she once carried inside her. It was at this moment that she truly began to see that Shaak was the Empress and the love for her was intense, across the Galaxy. Living in a colossal golden palace was just one example of what she had attained.
As they arrived inside and were admiring the intricate detail and the new statues of Shaak and Princess Ahsoka, also done in pink and gold, Valles showed her mother to an elegant guest suite on the fourth of five levels – the entire top floor was reserved for Shaak and her family, which of course included Ahsoka. It was a vast area – each of the floors covered 150,000 square metres – with long, elegant corridors and lush pink carpets. If anyone might have been impressed with Shaak's personal space on Coruscant in the brand-new Imperial Palace there, this one was more on a scale suited for true royalty and was as lavish as could be in a most baroque style. Entering into Shaak's private bedroom, a vast space encompassing 500 square meters and seeing the golden framed imperial bed for Her Majesty, Luu'maas almost fainted.
"It's simply … incredible …" she gasped. "Are you happy with all of this, darling?"
Shaak chuckled. "Oh yes. I've gotten used to it now." She then gestured toward the huge windows that looked out on seemingly endless gardens, where streams and waterfalls could be seen in the distance, and a 5km expanse of lawn, bordered by clear water canals, that stretched on and on. "They hold celebrations here for me below, waiting patiently for me to appear. I never want to disappoint them."
Luu'maas simply shook her head slowly as she gazed out on the beautiful scenery.
Valles was quietly pointing out various details to her mother, who sat in rapt attention on her immaculately detailed repulsor chair that Shaak permitted her to use for the occasion.
Avalonia Imperial Palace, 1 ABY 3 months, 11 days, 8 hours
The next morning, Shaak and Valles met and sat down to breakfast together in Shaak's private space on the fifth floor of her golden palace.
"I've decided to spend the next 20 days or so here," Shaak informed her. "But you will likely have to head back to Coruscant. Have the ministers arrived yet?"
"They should be on the way, my Empress. I made sure they understood that you were expecting them. They will also be dressed accordingly."
Shaak nodded. "Very well."
Valles continued. "Has your wardrobe been properly seen to? I wanted you to have as many options as possible. Whatever strikes your mood."
"I've looked it over. Quite appropriate. Valles, I've always admired your intricate attention to detail."
Shaak was seated, wearing a set of pink robes over a similarly colored gown, and felt most relaxed. Her amulet was in its place, still glowing deep blue for serenity. Valles was now in a black business suit, with a heavy pink robe over it. As they finished their meal, Togruta servants came to clear away things, while Shaak surprised Valles as she produced a Spice pipe filled with cold water and two hookah.
"I thought we might lighten the mood," Shaak chuckled. Valles nodded and let a little of her perfume exude into the space. Shaak caught a whiff of it and remarked, "Very nice. I prefer this to some of your other fragrances."
"I'm glad you like it, Shaak."
She pointed to the pipe. "Shall I do the honors?"
Shaak nodded as Valles waved a hand and the Spice mix ignited as both of them took a hookah and breathed in the elegant aroma. Only the highest quality Spice could be served at this palace, as with everything else.
"Are we comfortable?" Shaak asked softly.
"Most certainly," Valles replied in a similar tone.
"Well, then. I've been reviewing the progress of the Administration over the past few weeks."
"Is it what you would have expected?"
"It is ... but I would also like to see some oversight from the legislative bodies ... they should put in place committees to perform this function."
"Ah," Valles nodded and let go another whiff of her perfume. "I think this is wise, Shaak. The ministries should have that – it will keep them better engaged with the government as a whole."
"My thoughts exactly, Valles ... exactly," Shaak purred.
At this point, Shaak relit the Spice bowl, which had died out, then inhaled a generous portion through her hookah. Valles also partook of it, but a smaller amount. She ran this over in her mind while the Empress remained silent.
Hmm ... this could prove to be a bit troublesome. There are members of the Senate who have been asking many questions as of recent. Mothma comes to mind, certainly, and the new Chancellor of Delegates - a most ambitious fellow. I am certain he would like nothing better than to have his own audience with Shaak ...
For her part, Shaak quietly observed Valles for a minute or so, while appearing to savor the smoke as it left her lungs. Normally, she didn't like to smoke anything, but such a fine blend of Spice was minimally inflammatory and the fine flavor shone through. After a minute, Shaak broke her silence.
"Valles … one of the things I want from you, especially before my meetings later today, is some candid assessment of my performance as Empress." She paused to gauge the reaction, then continued. "What I am doing well, and what's not working."
Valles was certainly taken aback by this and Shaak could see her struggle to handle it, but she quickly recovered.
"Shaak, I had been following you for a while before I had the good fortune to meet you when you came to Lianna all those months ago, and I was impressed with the reports I was getting. When I did meet with you on Felucia, I realized that you really could back up your plan to take down the Emperor and take his place. Since then, I've watched you methodically put in place an entire framework for governing this galaxy and almost no areas of the plan have been neglected. Your organizational abilities are every bit as good as my own, so much so, it's been an easy task for me in many ways to serve in this management role. So, you ask, what's not working, or could stand improving?"
Shaak smiled insouciantly, saying nothing, wanting to hear Valles out.
"It is, of course, early. So it's premature to pass judgment and pronounce something as 'not working' but I think it would be good if you could visit as many worlds and sectors as possible. Yes, you are popular, so popular that I think many places would build you a palace just so you would visit, but much of this is due to the end of the First Empire and Palpatine's brutal reign. You've hit all the right notes so far, but the lives of people have to change for your reign to be successful."
"Fair enough," Shaak replied. "What do you think is the best way to do that? You and your family built a beautiful world on Lianna, and, from what I have read, it was done rather quickly. And this new makeover of Malachor – albeit, at my direction, as I wanted to take away the stigma this place had in the Galaxy, and also because it was so traumatic for Ahsoka. So how should we proceed? Some places are already nice, like Serenno and Naboo, but others are mostly grimy and unpleasant, like Corellia and Brental. Even Coruscant could be much nicer for the average person who can't afford to live his or her life 200 levels above the ground. Do you follow me?"
"Oh, I do, indeed, Shaak. I have come to understand how people feel when their lives are uplifted and they can see those that govern them in a favorable light. Places like Brental are not happy, for many reasons, but it doesn't have to stay like that. There are probably far too many people on that world for it to have a sustainable and planned existence like Lianna. Perhaps five billion is a reasonable limit, else things can get a bit overloaded. It's an interesting subject, my Empress. One we will be returning to, I am certain."
Shaak continued. "Another area that I would like to pursue is how best to develop the many talents of our people from around the Galaxy. How to best give them a sense of purpose, one they can take pride in. Let's talk about the Peacekeeper project and the need to drive out sinister elements such as Black Sun and the Hutt Clan, replacing them with more cooperative elements. There are seemingly boundless resources in our Galaxy, surely enough for everyone to dream of and strive for. I understand I am talking in generalities …"
Valles nodded, then stood up and walked over to the windows and gazed on the beauty below, then looked back at Shaak. "It's certainly a noble plan, my Empress. But we can start working on some of these ideas. We may find various sources for them as well."
The two of them then agreed to go sit together quietly in the outdoor garden for a bit, then afterward, Shaak wanted to look more regal for when the Ministers arrived that afternoon. She and Valles returned to the fifth level of the palace and started dressing. The Empress set the tone with a royal blue gown, festooned with silver accents that caught the light and reflected it back to the observer, and placed a light black velvet robe over her shoulders that had a one-metre train. This robe was also accented with silver. In keeping with her Togruta custom, Shaak was barefoot and her toenails were elegantly detailed in silver.
Valles then picked out a full-length dress that coordinated well with Shaak's look, but hers had more black than blue and the silver accents were minimized. She also changed her fragrance to reflect a lovely scent of the flowers that grew all over Avalonia. They were ready for the arrival of the Minister of the Interior. The two women then descended the grand marble staircases that were inlaid with gold and pink gold all the way to the second level, whereupon a fanfare awaited them and thus announced the presence of the Empress and her Grand Vizier.
Dark-robed attendants led Shaak and Valles into the elegantly-appointed receiving room, a space that afforded a large window that looked out on a colossal fountain that was placed in the front of the gardens. Shaak assumed her perch on a grand throne of pink marble with gold detailing, one that provided ample cushions and allowed her to sink luxuriantly into a comfortable position. Needless to say, no other person was ever permitted to sit on this throne at any time. Valles took her seat on a smaller, yet still luxurious, chair that enabled her to watch Shaak while also looking at any dignitaries that might come before them.
Aboard the Dark Ship, Unknown Region, Western Reaches, 1 ABY 3 months, 11 days
Lizza was sitting by herself and quasi meditating on the dark world-ship belonging to Empress Su, when Magnifica, her "sister" (only in the sense that Su considered them both to be her children) approached her.
"Liz, how would you like to get a workout with me? Shake the cobwebs out of your feeble brain …" Magnifica teased in a sneering tone. She knew Lizza couldn't resist such an invitation.
"OK, Mag. When you put it that way. We'll see who is really improving herself – and who sits around all day basking in her own ego trips."
Magnifica laughed loudly. "See you in a few minutes."
The blonde Sith strode away purposefully. In her mind, she knew Lizza was right, and that she needed to get some work done in the training room. She entered the room and went to the changing area. Off went her red gown and she donned a red bra and some shorts, both of a material similar to latex but one that could "breathe" in the sense that it took away moisture as the wearer sweated.
As Magnifica emerged into the training area – a large space the size of a hockey rink – Lizza was waiting for her, dressed in her usual black, covered almost completely except for her face. One of her lightsabres was drawn and lit, ablaze in red. Magnifica took one look and smirked.
"Oh. So that's how you want to warm up. Very well, I will play your silly little games," Magnifica spat. She raised one hand above her head and one of her sabres flew into it, and quickly was lit in a golden glow.
"Show off!" Lizza spat back, and charged her, but Mag just calmly stepped aside and did an elegant pirouette, then swiftly locked Liz's blade and the sparks flew. Neither woman had set her blade to a training intensity. It wasn't long before the blonde had Liz backing up, and forced into a defensive stance as Mag slashed away with short, sharp, angular strokes. Liz realized this was getting serious and stepped up her game by channeling dark side Force power (in the Vaapad style, a.k.a. Form 7) at Mag and launched into a new blade maneuver.
"Nice one," Magnifica complimented her opponent. "Not sure where you learned it, but Empress Su will give you brownie points." Mag then stepped back, pirouetted again and was a blur of activity that Liz could not follow. Mag shoved her to the floor with a Force push, then stood over her, taunting Liz softly.
"Do you give?" Magnifica asked with a sneer.
"I certainly do not." Liz shot out of her prone position and vaulted over the blonde, returning with rapid strokes in the Ataru style, forcing Mag to go defensive for a second. Then they both sped up their techniques and the room was a blur of intensity. Liz was giving Mag a serious battle, and the taller woman was starting to be impressed.
Magnifica then turned the Force on Lizza, causing her to lose balance and fall back. Liz hit the floor and rolled away, then leapt to her feet and feigned a charge at Mag. Just as Mag thought she had it figured out, Liz switched styles again and spun away for a split-second, then went into Vaapad again and bore down on her. But Mag was a worthy opponent, again using the Force to spin Liz around, while again following up with the angular strokes.
The two of them seemed tireless as their sabre battle went on for a good fifteen minutes. Magnifica admitted to herself that Lizza's technique had greatly improved, and offered to accept a draw. Liz bowed to her and extended her left hand to shake on it. Mag doused her blade in response and accepted the handshake, as Liz switched off her sabre.
Magnifica then offered water to Liz, who gratefully took it, swallowing gulps. Mag came to her and caressed her shoulders, seemingly admiring the sexy tight black suit. "I love it when you get athletic."
Liz turned around to face her and the two kissed passionately. "You are so … perfect, Mag. I always learn from you."
After they rested for a few more seconds, Magnifica proposed the next round.
"Let's practice pitch and catch, 'kay?"
"Fine by me. You want the first?"
"You should. I insist." Mag chuckled.
"Very well." Liz curtsied, then stepped away. "Ready?"
"Bring it."
Lizza made a semi-circular motion with her right arm and gestured toward Magnifica. Seemingly out of nowhere, what appeared to be ball of fire about 5cm in diameter was launched from Liz's right hand and headed straight for Mag, who then deftly caught the ball and extinguished it. She then returned the throw and for a minute or so, the two of them exchanged pitches. Mag then stepped things up by launching fireballs of concentrated laser energy from both hands. Liz easily caught them and returned the volleys. Magnifica relit her golden sabre and proceeded to swat the shots back, forcing Lizza to do the same with her sabre.
"You're getting good at this, too. I think I'm in love. Blackie, you are such a tease …"
Lizza laughed. "So glad I'm living up to your high standards, Blondie."
Magnifica then turned her sabre in a different direction and extinguished both laser-balls with it, then switched off the blade.
"One last thing we need to work on," she said, smiling at Lizza.
"I know …"
Lizza then held up her right hand and produced what appeared to be a personal "force field" of laser energy, while Magnifica held up her left hand, then drew it back and snapped it forward, launching a powerful beam right into the shield. Both combatants increased the intensity and the crackle and hum could plainly be heard. They then switched positions, Mag going on defense and Liz attacking. Finally, they had had enough, and went for another water break.
They followed this up with some more lightsabre work, then called it quits as they were wearing each other out. Magnifica, not usually loose with her praise, gave Lizza high marks.
"You've been practicing."
"I have," Lizza purred softly, as she caressed Mag's pretty hair. "Let's clean up and get comfy."
The two ladies walked out of the training room, their arms around each other. Magnifica and Lizza had a most unique relationship. Usually, Mag would taunt Liz, who would respond, but gradually they began to appreciate each other more and more. Su, of course, was well aware of their rivalry, but wanted them to work it out on their own, feeling that they would grow to appreciate each other. Still, the two of them usually returned to playfully swapping insults. But anyone who might have been able to watch them train together would soon know they possessed powers at a level very few could hope to match. The energy level in the fireballs was around 100 kW and the laser blasts and personal shields about double that.
A few minutes later, after the two had lingered together in a warm shower, they were rubbing each other off with towels, then went off together to spend time in a lounge area. Empress Su detected their presence and appeared in front of them.
"My babies are looking so wonderful. Did you have a nice workout?"
They both smiled and nodded in her direction. "Yes, my Queen," they said in harmony.
Su turned to face Lizza. "So, my darling, did you take care of that little errand for me?"
"I did, Su … oh, I meant to tell you. The young knight called Reema is one we should be keeping an eye on."
"Oh?" Magnifica interrupted. "What's so special about her?" Her voice turned disdainful, as if anyone should be talking about someone other than her.
Su smiled and turned to stroke Mag's hair, sending currents of warm energy into her. "My sweet Mag. Are you feeling left out? Mama will make it better, but I want to hear all about what your dear sister found."
Lizza smiled as she also stroked Magnifica gently, also feeling the Queen's warmth. "Reema is quite remarkable. She's cute, too. Very strong in the Force. She would be a worthy addition to our family. I rather like her."
Su pondered it for a minute. "She is apprenticed to the Crown Princess Ahsoka, am I right? This might not be a direction she wants to go at this time … but I will take the matter under advisement."
Magnifica pouted, and wondered just why Liz would suggest another family member was needed. The urge inside her grew to take the measure of young Reema herself, but she quickly stifled such thinking, knowing that Su could surely detect it.
Su drew away from the both of them. "I do hope the Princess enjoyed my little gift. I will be paying her mother a visit – of sorts – very soon." As the elegant empress left, her various white and transparent garments rustled behind her, catching the light and reflecting it here and there, while her "daughters" watched her lovingly.
After Su had disappeared, Liz and Mag turned to each other. "My apologies, dear sister," Lizza said gently. "I'm all yours."
Avalonia Spaceport, 1 ABY 3 months, 11 days, 14 hours
Minister Robal Mizener of Chandrila had just arrived at the Avalonia spaceport in a sleek blue ship that was well appointed. Leia of Alderaan, accompanied by Han Solo of Corellia, also arrived on the Millennium Falcon. Han was looking his best in an elegant tan suit with a dark cloak over it, while his sweetheart had on a pink suit and light blue cloak.
"Quite the place, isn't it?" Han noted as he looked around. "I was talking the other day about it. 'Solo, be on your best behavior – that planet has really changed.' They told me. No one would believe that only six months ago it had been a nasty, barren rock."
Leia laughed. "Ever since Shaak became Empress, I'd wanted to see it. This is my second visit. Han, it's even lovelier this time. Whoever designed all of this did a great job."
Han smirked at her. "You know who it was – your pal Valles Santhé …"
"Oh." Leia frowned for a second, but then perked up. "But she did it for Shaak."
"Hey, I really don't have anything against the Empress. But something tells me she's a kinder, gentler version of old man Palpatine."
"I'd keep my mouth shut about that while we're here," Leia chuckled. "This place is likely among her biggest supporters."
"Zipping it ..." he laughed, making the gesture.
"C'mon, we have to go to the palace. Mizener's expecting me when he meets with Shaak."
Han simply nodded and they walked a few steps and were greeted by someone from the Empire, who wore garments monogrammed with "SR". Leia said a few words and a speeder appeared. They got in and were taken to the palace.
Avalonia Imperial Palace, 1 ABY 3 months, 11 days, 15 hours
In the receiving room, Shaak was seated on her throne, sitting upright. Valles was whispering to her, to provide some background about the current situation taking place in the Ministry of the Interior.
"Shaak, the Minister has told me that he will take as much time as you need to explain anything you might be interested in."
Shaak chuckled softly, and nodded. Soon a trumpet fanfare sounded to announce the entrance of the Minister. Robal Mizener of Chandrila was a gentleman of about 65 standard years of age. He had long been influential in the affairs of his home-world and had a background in law enforcement on the planet. Over time, he rose to the position of Procurator General and was well respected. When Valles was putting together the Galactic Administration, she accepted input from some of the leaders of the rebellion who had been members of the Republic and Imperial Senate prior to 1 BBY. Mizener came well recommended and performed satisfactorily in his interview so he was appointed. Shaak later signed off on it but wasn't really paying much attention at the time, having decided to assume hands-on control over the military – just as Palpatine had done – instead.
The minister was clad in the colors of the Administration, which featured a palate of dark blues and violet shades. He approached the throne with formal deference and briefly knelt before Shaak. She offered her right hand, which he gently kissed, following what had become accepted protocol for anyone in her presence on official business.
"Rise, sir." Shaak commanded softly. "I am pleased with your presence here today. First, is Leia Skywalker with you as I had requested?"
"She is, your Majesty." Leia, hearing her name mentioned, stepped forward so that Shaak could see her, but did not approach the throne.
"Very well." Shaak then raised her left hand and summoned two repulsor seats, then gestured for the Minister to take the forward one, with Leia sitting behind him.
"Please, Minister, present your report."
The Minister pulled out his com device and launched a holo presentation, complete with his own recorded narration. In it, the current status of the Ministry was discussed at a high level and there were photos of some of the leading personnel in managerial roles. It detailed the deployment of over one billion personnel who were stationed in various sectors and regions of the Galaxy. Shaak looked on with interest as she started absorbing the information. When it was over – after about five minutes – he spoke.
"Are there any inquiries, your Majesty? Any areas of concern?"
Shaak chuckled, then snorted for a second before answering. "I appreciate greatly your general summary of the Ministry. There are two areas I want to touch on. First would be the status of the effort to roll up the syndicate activity on the Mid and Outer Rims, and second, your working relationship with the Imperial Military."
She cleared her throat and continued. "As I am sure you realize, my campaign against organized crime on larger scale levels is a high priority of my reign. We simply cannot allow this kind of activity to proceed unimpeded. While I am fully aware of the deep roots of some of these organizations, we must be diligent in working for their eradication. Your thoughts?"
The Minister nodded and lowered his head to her before speaking. "Your Majesty. I truly appreciate the Crown's interest in these matters and share your concern. Organizations such as Black Sun and the Hutts have continued to operate, even under the strong rule of the former Emperor. It seems they always find a way to "co-exist" … but I also would point out that previous administrations have not always been as diligent as you might consider appropriate."
Shaak nodded. "So what can you tell me about strategy?"
Minister Mizener seemed well prepared for her so far and had a canned answer.
"My Empress, I, along with so many others, were greatly inspired by your coronation and the address you gave. Your love for the Galaxy was evident for all to see and you laid down a challenge – that we can help make your ideals a reality for us all. Once I was confirmed as Interior Minister by the Senate, I commenced an effort to fully analyze all of the leading crime organizations in the Galaxy. This effort is continuing. I want to stress that we have some ideas already and have reached out to some of the leaders of the ISB, particularly your good friend Master Brood."
Shaak smiled at the mention of her beloved Maris. "That is well, sir. I am most interested in knowing when we shall strike at these operations. They must know that things have changed and the relationships they had under my predecessor will not continue."
"Yes, my Empress. Would you like us to provide you with a more detailed ongoing briefing? This will keep you up to date on our progress."
She nodded and smiled. "I would like that. Please commence."
During the meeting, Leia was paying close attention to everyone, but especially to Valles, who rarely registered any reaction to what the Minister or Shaak was saying. It was as if she had taken stock in Leia's presence and was blocking any Force penetration. Valles herself started a different train of thought. This Leia Skywalker is clearly adept with the Force, much like her father and brother. I need to observe her activity carefully as I sense some hostility there. She must not be permitted to undermine my relationship with the Empress. Unfortunately for her, she foolishly tipped her hand and enabled me to learn of her feelings. She is young and not yet wise.
The rest of the meeting with Interior proceeded uneventfully. As the Minister was dismissed, Shaak asked for Leia. As she approached the throne, she quickly curtsied and kissed the Empress's hand.
"Be seated, my child," Shaak gently ordered. She then turned, and asked for privacy. "Valles, would you please leave us for a few minutes? I will see Minister Plain of Finance in about 30 minutes. You may inform him."
"Yes, my Empress." Valles bowed deeply and walked out of the room, leaving Shaak and Leia to themselves.
"Well, my dear girl, how are things? Your father was asking me about you just the other day and I had to inform him that he likely knew more than I did on the subject."
Leia smiled. "I'm doing great, Shaak. My work is satisfying and Robal Mizener is an able leader for the ministry. Plus, Han and I are doing well, too. He is getting some assignments from the Minister that he and Chewbacca are carrying out."
"Han? The former smuggler? How is he finding the transition?"
"Better than I would have thought, my Empress. There is plenty of work available for Interior. He likes serving in an intelligence capacity."
"Really? Perhaps I should have him assigned to the ISB."
Leia tossed her head back for a second as she laughed, then realized she might have been a little too familiar with Shaak. But then again, Shaak had a way of putting people at ease. Perhaps it was the Force, Leia wasn't sure. Anyway, she'd wanted to use this opportunity to get something across to the Empress.
Shaak caught Leia's mood. "Was there something you wanted to talk with me about? I thought there might be, so I asked Valles to make sure you came here with the minister."
Leia looked at Shaak more directly. "Yes, there is, actually. Shaak, I just have a bad feeling about Valles."
Shaak raised an eyebrow. "Is that right?"
"My Lady, I detect something going on with her. She says all the right things and it seems like she makes no mistakes … but … something is amiss."
Hearing this, Shaak raised her left hand and began to scan Leia, while her amulet turned a soft shade of orange. After about five seconds, she lowered her left arm, then clasped her hands together, and softly gazed at the younger woman in pink.
"Leia, might I ask you something?"
"Please."
"When, exactly, did you start having this feeling? Queen Valles is someone I greatly trust. Her network of contacts and associates is probably unrivaled in the Galaxy."
Leia felt herself drawing a deep breath. "Shaak, I think she is powerfully Force sensitive, and she maybe leans to the Dark Side. I am also curious about how she uses her fragrances."
Shaak chuckled. "I had noticed that." She looked around the room but they were still alone. "My dear Leia, you are correct. Valles is someone with formidable powers. Can you tell me something more?"
"Not yet. She is very evasive. But I would guess she yearns for the kind of authority you have and the high regard you are held in."
"That may well be. I'm going to share something with you. Valles decided over a year ago that the time was right on Lianna to reestablish the monarchy – which had been abolished over a hundred or so years prior. The level of popularity she has on her home world is truly noteworthy. Before I became Empress, she was rapidly expanding her powers over the Eastern Outer Rim and had all of those worlds under her sway."
Leia gasped quietly. "I had no idea …"
"And that's not all," Shaak continued. "Her power is now extending across both the Southern and Northern Outer Rim as well. All of these worlds now directly pay tribute to her. Apparently they too see the advantages of being tied to Lianna. This is a major reason why Valles's wealth is the greatest in the Galaxy. And just recently, the ruler of the closed-off Hapes Sector has decided to name Valles as her successor as the new Ta Chumé of Hapes."
Leia slowly shook her head. "It would appear that she has designs on ruling everything she can get her hot little hands on," the Alderaanian noted, with a touch of bitterness.
Shaak simply smiled. "I am unperturbed. Valles and I have a very unique relationship. I'd never been any kind of monarch before, but she is giving me an idea of how it might work. Of course, I take all of this under advisement."
Leia stared back at the Empress. "I see. Well, I guess I should leave it in your capable hands. I'm just glad to see that you are aware of all this."
"Indeed, young Leia. I am."
Shaak then rose from her throne and Leia stood as well. Shaak proceeded to walk Leia to the exit. As they reached it, she placed a firm hand on the young woman's shoulders.
"Leia. I appreciate you wanting to keep me informed. You may return to your friend Mister Solo now." Shaak noticed Han waiting for Leia down the corridor, as the Corellian bowed to her.
"Thank you, my Empress. Good day."
As Leia and Han walked away, Valles soon came back into view.
"I suppose you heard most of that," Shaak remarked.
"I did," Valles responded, letting her hair movement unleash a whiff of the perfume.
Shaak then took her by surprise, and pulled Valles close to her with the Force, then embraced her gently and locked lips. A few seconds later, she released the Liannese Queen.
"Valles, I would like to attend your coronation on Lianna and make it official. I trust you are comfortable with that."
"Indeed, your Majesty." What is she up to? Valles wondered.
"Please summon Minister Plain."
"Yes, my Empress."
As Valles left the room, she considered that Shaak had some new ideas or outlook. Indeed, the lady is testing me. I will redouble my efforts to keep her confidence. She surely understands that my best course is with her. Of course, I want to kiss her, and maybe much more, but that was a touch awkward.
Avalonia Imperial Palace, 1 ABY 3 months, 11 days, 17 hours
After a short break, which Shaak ordered some herbal hot beverage and a small plate of barbecued meat, she then asked for Mak Plain of Muunilinst to be shown into the throne room. As the Muun entered, he smiled, then bowed to the Empress.
"Greetings, your Majesty."
Shaak chuckled. "Good to see you again, Mak. It was I that recommended you for the Ministry. You have a friend in a high place."
He laughed, then stepped forward to kiss Shaak's right hand.
"I am most grateful, my Empress. May I say how gratifying it is to see you in this high position. The Muun people are pleased that someone who understands money – such as you do – now holds the Galactic Throne is of great relief to us."
"Thank you," Shaak replied. She gestured to the empty repulsor chair that Leia had been using. "Have a seat, sir."
She cleared her throat, then began. "It has long been a goal of mine, to secure a Galactic credit standard, and, at the same time, set up a mechanism that will allow for instantaneous funds transfers anywhere in the Galaxy. A system that will allow everyone to have ready access to their funds, one that cannot be taken away by bad actors, or forces from the syndicates."
Minister Plain seemed a little confused. "How do you envision such a system working, my Empress?"
"It would be based on secure keys, made up of complex numeric algorithms that would be nearly impossible to break. These would have backups that would lessen the ability for criminals to force their victims to compromise their account information."
The Muun then nodded. "I think I see where you are going with this, Shaak. And I see an opportunity for us to help the Empire implement such a system. We are already in your debt for your understanding of our position with regard to financial and currency measures. But do you also see less of a need for the system to be backed by precious metals?"
Shaak nodded, with a wide smile. "Indeed I do … Mak, no offense meant to your sector and its people, but a metal standard is inherently unstable. The Second Empire – a more just establishment, that will look out for the interest of all peoples across the Galaxy – will ensure a stable currency with the credit standard. It will eventually become possible to do business person-to-person, firm to firm, government to government, all via the new setup. Plus, the removal of the need for physical cash will also make bank robberies and the like a thing of the past."
"A bold vision, your Majesty … but hardly surprising. I've come to know how wise you are and your ability to see all things. What a great leader you already are. The Galaxy is now in good hands. Just let me know how I can be of service."
"Yes," Shaak chuckled again. "I'm counting on you to develop the policies to make my proposal a reality. Also, the Senate and the Delegates are going to weigh in on this, as would be expected – I have indicated my desire to hear all voices when policy is implemented. So the Finance Ministry will have to formulate a set of responses to any and all anticipated questions."
"It shall be done, your Majesty."
"Very well. Mak, as a token of my friendship and esteem, you may stay in this palace for the night and in future visits. As you no doubt are aware, the place is vast. I'd like to fill it with friends where I can."
"A distinct honor, my Empress. I will enjoy this beautiful golden paradise."
"So, my friend, I will await your report on how we can get this done. The roll-out should take about one year. I'd prefer to not go public until we have a working plan. Only then would I be comfortable with letting the Senate and the Delegates take shots at it. I realize this is going to be unpopular with some special interests, but once the public understands it, there should be solid support."
With that, Shaak rose from her throne and extended her right hand once more. After the minister kissed it, she walked him to the general reception area – a large enclosure, but mostly empty, save a few Togruta servants. Plain nodded goodbye and headed out. As he left, he reflected on the meeting. This is going to come as something of a shock back on Muunilinst and Scipio, but we will find a way to make it work. One thing is certain – I will now be among the Core Five. He laughed softly, as he considered his good fortune. My very dear Empress, again my friendship with you has been most rewarding.
It was growing late and Shaak called for her two maidens. Her repulsor throne soon appeared and they helped her onto it. It carried her up to the fifth level and into her private space. Shaak entered her huge bedroom and the two of them helped her disrobe. She proceeded to the large lavatory area, where Tu and Emu lathered her gently and gently caressed her red body, wiping away any perspiration and soil. After a quick lukewarm rinse-off, Shaak stepped into her spa tub and settled into the warm water, whereupon she began a short meditation. After about 30 minutes, she signaled for them again and stepped out of the tub, whereupon they dried her with soft towels and then helped her into two fresh golden satin gowns. Shaak then retired for the evening, as she felt somewhat tired.
Avalonia Imperial Palace, 1 ABY 3 months, 21 days, 10 hours
One morning, Shaak was meditating alone near her Imperial Bedroom on Avalonia. Clad in an elegant and wispy light blue gown and nothing more, she was quite relaxed as her thoughts drifted.
Oh, Valles, what am I going to do with you? Apologies to young Leia, but nothing she said is news to me. My dear sweet Valles, of course I know you have boundless ambition … and nothing is ever enough. And I also feel you are somewhat jealous of me, even as you are a good team player and I think we are in agreement on policy initiatives. Yes, I am popular and I am powerful, but what you don't understand is that it's really not all about me. I am in this role because I believe this is the best course for the Galaxy. At some future date I hope to see something of a return to democracy, but without the corruption. Not sure you are totally in agreement with me. Your decision to have yourself crowned Queen of your planet shows where your true feelings reside. Of course, many planets have royalty and Lianna is set up as something of a constitutional monarchy.
Shaak's train of thought was then interrupted. A soft tune started to play – one she had never heard before (see Miles Davis – Concierto de Aranjuez) – seemingly just coming out of the air. It was strangely uplifting, but carried with it a gravity that the Empress had never before heard in a piece of music. First a flute played a soft refrain that was then echoed by a trumpet – a musician playing with a level of sensitivity that somehow reached deep into Shaak's soul – who she was, how she felt, every concern, every hope – and the tears started to fall from her dark eyes, first a trickle, then a flood. Oh my, what is happening to me …?
As one last soft fanfare came across, the music then settled into a more uplifting pattern, then it suddenly stopped after about four minutes. A holo image then appeared in front of her as she sat on the floor of her meditation room. It was the unmistakable form of a woman, one all in white, with her hair flowing in all directions. She was seated in a similar position to Shaak, seemingly on a floor of some type. Her face was the very picture of serenity. As Shaak's tears stopped, she stared at the figure, seemingly compelled to do nothing else, and she waited for what seemed an eternity, and then the woman spoke.
"Good morning, Shaak Ti of Shili, Empress of the Primary Galaxy. I've been watching you for a long time. And, I must say, I have great affection for you. How strong you are. What you have overcome. The trials, the tribulations. The inspiration you bring to many. Your talent in the Force. Your dreams and desires for the people of the Primary Galaxy."
Shaak rubbed her eyes for a second as she tried to process the moment. Then she heard herself speak, but as if it was coming from another person. Many might have been alarmed at this moment, but Shaak instinctively reached out with the Force and found an inner calm. Her amulet turned a strange pale white in color, as if it too was reflecting the power of this mysterious woman that was speaking to her.
"Hello. Yes, I am Shaak. What may I do for you?"
At that moment, the woman's body materialized before Shaak and stood before her. Shaak rose to her feet to confront her and realized she was far taller.
"Would you like to sit, Madam?" Shaak offered.
"That would be fine. First, an introduction. Shaak Ti, my name is Su."
Shaak found herself curtsying. "Pleased to meet you, Miss Su. Welcome to my planet, Avalonia."
Su smiled gently and spoke softly. She reached to Shaak's right shoulder and touched it lightly, sending a warm current, but one that Shaak had never known before. "You will excuse me if I do not greet you as a sovereign. You see, I believe it is folly to assume that anyone, even one as talented and gifted as yourself, can ever claim to "rule" much of anything, certainly not a galaxy of the size of this one."
Shaak then returned to smile and offered her hands. Su took them gently and the two of them started probing each other. As Shaak's mind ventured inside her guest's, she felt as if the expanse of the entire universe was somehow within reach. Su clearly had been to many places and done many things.
After almost five minutes passed, Su stood calmly and released Shaak's grasp. Shaak gestured to a portal and they both walked into an elegant sitting room.
"May I offer you anything, Miss Su?" Shaak's guard was up but she felt no threat or hostility from Su. Naturally the questions came to her but she knew the answers would follow. Somehow Su would see to that, she felt.
"No, Madam Ti. But I sense you would like to have something. Perhaps to settle your nerves?" Su let out a soft laugh.
Shaak smiled. "You already seem to know me well, but I am at a disadvantage …"
Su laughed some more. "Ah yes … but where shall I start?"
"Perhaps at the beginning."
"That would be a very long time ago … at least by the reckoning methods used here in the Primary Galaxy."
Shaak interrupted briefly. "Excuse me. Why do you keep referring to us as the primary galaxy?"
"Because, my dear Shaak, it is the most prominent in this particular congalaxiation. You surely understand the organization of the universe. Just as stars are grouped together, thus are galaxies – and congalaxiations as well."
"Ah yes, Miss Su, now I see. Pardon my interruption."
"Shaak, I have been many places in the universe and have discovered many things – something your senses have already told you. I also have many children over all these millennia and will certainly have many more. But I have taken time to understand each of the congalaxiations I visit and return to this group often. Thus it is that I have come to know you and what has transpired more recently here. You are worshipped now in the Primary as the empress. A major accomplishment to many, and I respect what you have done. In many ways, you are a distinct improvement over the previous title holder in the Primary and it is your desire to reign with a sense of love and care for your galaxy – and, may I say, if you are successful in this attempt, it will be the best situation I have seen here thus far."
Shaak's mind was spinning again. Su casually had brought up many ideas and concepts that were of great interest to the Empress. She hardly knew where to start, but something was also telling her that she might not have endless time to spend with Su.
"Um … Su. I'm a bit overwhelmed – something I am not used to being, really at very few times in my admittedly short life, but can you tell me …" Su sat patiently, feeling some affection for Shaak and her attempts to process everything. Shaak continued. "What have you seen here, exactly? How far back do you really go with us?"
Su laughed once more. "To the beginning, of course. The beginning of the current epoch in your galactic history. I have watched carefully all of the progressions – the many conflicts, the struggle between different understandings of the Force."
"So you know the Force … I have spent my life studying it. As have many of my closest friends."
"And also the one you have chosen as your child, the one called Ahsoka." Su said softly.
Shaak gasped internally at that mention, but she could see immediately that Su had no ill will or intent at all. It was almost as if she never needed to, that the simple conflicts she had observed in this galaxy were perhaps similar to many others in other galaxies. A grand vision, indeed. Shaak suddenly realized she wanted to gain this knowledge as well. She took a different approach.
"Su – the Force is telling me you have power on a level that cannot be understood by us here. What is your purpose for being here?"
"That, my dear Shaak, is something you will come to understand. I have great confidence in you."
Shaak again was at a loss. I'm just going to need to spend more time in meditation. She ventured again. "Su, do you have any advice or guidance for me?"
Another laugh. "At least you have the sense to ask. You know there is so much that you don't know. Quite unlike your predecessor."
"Palpatine? You visited with him, too?"
"I did, and was planning to return, but then you removed him from power – using a rather extreme method. One which you have yet to understand the consequences of."
"Should I be worried?"
"That is entirely up to you." Su continued to sit calmly, gazing gently at Shaak. "Madam Ti, I enjoy your company very much, but I know you have a galaxy to run – or so you believe – so I must be getting on."
"Su … it's not so much that I want to run or rule, more hopefully, manage. Then I think there will be real progress made."
"You will of course do what you think is right." Su rose and stood, and Shaak did the same. They grasped each other's hands again and a profound energy exchange took place. Shaak felt rather hot during it but she remained calm, knowing Su would not hurt her. Su, for her part, enjoyed greatly what Shaak was giving her, finding it as a new sort of fuel.
"Will I see you again, madam?" Shaak asked.
"Rest assured, you will."
At that, Su smiled and simply disappeared. The music returned and Shaak sat, spellbound, as she listened to the rest of the concerto. It left her with a renewed sense of purpose and an incredible lightness of being.
To be continued …