Chapter 4 – Hope for Shili
I'm back with another chapter for this story. Now, I've decided to split my original idea into two chapters. I felt it would work better that way. In this chapter, Ahsoka and the others will march on the palace and send out a clear signal across the city to let everyone know what's going on.
Hop you enjoy.
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Inside her home, Cira Tao-Ni smiled widely as she once again picked up her beloved snake sword. It had been too long since she had last held it in her hands. The message that Shaden had send her yesterday had been hard to believe at first, but it was the truth. There is an heir.
There was hope for Shili again. Without that vile usurper, they would finally be able to rebuild Shili and undo all of the horrors that he had created. It would be up to them to keep her safe and she was more than ready to do so. Now in her old armor, with her trusted weapon at her side, she was well prepared to do her part.
The front door of her house opening and voices calling out made her pause. "Aunt Cira, we're here!" a young voice called out excitedly.
"That's right, my brother and his kids came to visit today," she thought as she looked over at the door.
A young boy and girl walked into the room and gasped in amazement at the sight of her dressed in her full set of armor. Her brother, Avier, followed them in. He stared at her armor as well, but with concern instead.
"Cira, what are you doing?" he asked her. "Are you trying to aggravate him again? Don't you remember what happened to your friend Silara?"
Cira looked at her brother. As usual, he was concerned for her, just like he always did. "Don't worry Avier," she replied with a comforting smile. "Things have changed."
He gave her an odd look. "How has anything changed?" he asked her. "Doesn't he still hold the throne? You can't challenge him like that!"
"Believe me my brother, he won't be for much longer," she replied confidently. When she saw his confused and concerned expression, she revealed what she had learned. "Silara and Shaden found an heir."
The look of shock on her brother's face would have been amusing if this wasn't such a sensitive and serious subject. "Are-are you sure? You-you're serious, aren't you?" he asked in obvious shock.
"Yes, I am," Cira replied as she nodded. "Their youngest daughter still lives. She's on Shili now, with Silara. She has decided to take the throne. We will all stand by her and march on the palace together. These days of tyranny are at an end."
"I… I can barely believe it," Avier said as he looked at her.
Cira smiled and walked up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Believe it brother," she told him. "Times on Shili are changing, for the better this time." She turned to her niece and nephew and kneeled. "I know we planned to have some fun times together today, but something really important has come up and I need to go help my friends. Don't worry, I promise we'll do this another time, okay?"
The two kids groaned a bit in disappointment. They couldn't yet fully understand what the discovery of an heir meant for Shili. "Okay," her niece replied. "But you'll have to make it up to us!" she proclaimed.
Cira chucked a bit. "Don't worry, I will," she replied and stood up again. She turned back to her brother. "Well then, I'm off, for the sake of Shili."
"Please, watch your back sister," Avier replied. "That man cannot be trusted."
Cira nodded. "Don't worry, I will have all of my brother and sister warriors at my side," she said with a smile. "We will succeed." She gave his kids another smile and then walked outside.
The morning sun greeted her with a bright, warm light, as if it knew what was about to happen, how Shili would change. Her armor gleamed in the sunlight, memories of old times coming back to her. Those who walked by in the street saw her standing there. Some looked fondly at the sight of the armor of the royal guards, others were unsure what to make of it. She didn't let it bother her, soon enough, everyone would know.
She smiled and set off for Silara's house. They would gather there, meet the heir and then escort her to the palace. They would have a new queen by the end of the day. It filled her with a feeling of hope that she hadn't known in years.
She walked around the corner and was hit by quite the nostalgic sight as well. Her old friends Aurora and Gaven walked up to meet her, both in their armor and weapons at their sides as well. They all smiled as they exchanged their old greeting.
"It is good to see you both like this again," Cira said.
"Likewise Cira," Aurora replied. "It's been far too long."
Gaven nodded. "This news was unexpected to say the least, but I cannot be happier about it," he said. "We can finally change the way things are going on Shili. I was beginning to lose hope."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Cira replied. "Everything has been falling apart more and more, but now we can finally do something about it."
Aurora nodded excitedly as well. "Indeed, let us make haste towards Silara's house," she said. "The sooner we can make our way to the palace, the better."
"I couldn't agree more, let's go," Cira replied and the three of them set off.
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Ahsoka stared out of the window, nervousness and anxiety settling in. Outside the house of Silara's sister Krystah, the warriors of the royal guard had gathered. Many other people were also around, looking at the warriors and wondering just what was going on. They had no idea what to make of this gathering of the supposed to be disbanded royal guards.
She took a deep breath and turned back around. Silara had told her that by the end of this day, she'd be the queen of Shili. She still had no idea how to feel about that. "Will the people even accept me?" she thought worriedly. "Silara and Shaden said that they would stand by me, but will others do the same? Will they even trust me?" After everything that just happened to her on Coruscant, she couldn't help but be fearful off how the people would react to her, especially since she's about to make a claim to the throne.
She walked up to the mirror in the room. Her skin had thankfully almost fully regained her original orange color. She could make out her facial markings clearly again. Krystah had washed her clothes, so they looked a lot better too. Also, Silara had presented her with two things that she had taken from the palace after her parents died. The first was a Togruta sash, one that her mother had worn before her, with her family's crest stitched into it. As she stared into the mirror, she let her hand run over the pattern. It felt so familiar to her. Looking at it brought all sorts of sensations and faded memories back to her mind.
She then moved her hand up to her chest. Silara had also given her a jeweled amulet to wear. Apparently it was also a symbol of the royal family and only those who were a part of the royal family were allowed to wear it. Both Silara and Krystah had told her that she looked a lot like her mother now, especially wearing those items. She moved to the bed and took her mother's dual katanas and strapped the weapons to her belt. She couldn't help but smile a bit now, having those weapons at her side made her feel quite a bit better.
She took a deep breath. "Please mom, lend me your strength. Help me save our people," she thought as she tried to calm herself. She hoped that the Force would remain on her side as well. She truly needed its comfort and guidance right now.
She went downstairs to join Silara in the living room. Silara stood there with a very content smile. She was dressed in her old set of armor and was obviously very pleased to be wearing it again. "Ah, Ahsoka, there you are," she said happily. "Are you ready?"
"I… I don't know," she replied softly. "Am I really making the right decision here? I mean… Will the people of Shili even accept me as Queen?"
Silara walked up to her and kneeled down. "Ahsoka, like I told you, your parents were a great king and queen. Times on Shili were great under their rule," she told her. "Now, that tyrant rules with an iron fist and abuses whomever he pleases. Believe me, people will be happy to be rid of him."
Silara smiled at her. "You have those same kind eyes as your mother. People will look to you and see a return to how things were before he took over," she said. "You will give them hope and they will follow you, I just know it."
Ahsoka managed a light smile. "Thank you Silara," she replied. "I'm just really nervous and worried. After all that happened, I'm just not that confident anymore. I don't really feel like myself anymore. So much happened and I just…"
"Don't worry Ahsoka, we are all with you," Silara told her reassuringly. "And once they learn who you are, all of the people of Shili will be behind you as well." She stood up again. "Now then, let's get ready for Shaden's signal."
Ahsoka nodded. "Yes, let's do so," she replied and they moved to the front door.
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Regin Sacul, head of Corvala's law enforcement, sighed as he observed the scene in front of him. It seemed that, despite his warnings, his old friend Shaden Zadane had once again donned his old H'Raani M'Kai armor and so had quite a few of his old colleagues.
"Why do you have to be so stubborn, my old friend?" he asked himself. As much as he didn't like it himself, their ruler had disbanded the royal guard and made it illegal for them to equip their gear again or group together in such a way. He could no longer let it slide or give them a warning. As much as he resented it, he would be forced to arrest them now. He would be in great trouble himself if he didn't do so.
He walked up to meet his old friend. "Shaden, why are you doing this?" he asked neutrally, hoping to keep the situation under control. Quite a few of the old royal guard was gathered here, not to mention the crowd of civilians that had gathered to see what was going on. "You know you can't do this. He'll see you in jail for the rest of your life."
Shaden walked up a bit. He looked at him and the crowd of civilians before slamming the hilt of his greataxe into the ground. "He will not be our ruler for much longer," he spoke in a loud, defiant voice, shocking the gathered crowd.
Regin looked on in shock as well. "My friend, what are you saying? You know you can't defy him," he replied concerned. "You can't just ignore our laws, you'll be executed. Don't do this."
"I know this, my old friend. We cannot challenge his rule, but she can," Shaden said determined. "Our group has been reinstated and we will see her take the throne. We will protect her and stand by her."
"W-what are you talking about?" Regin asked confused. "What are you saying?" His confusion was shared by the civilians present. They had no idea what to make of it.
Shaden smiled. "It's time for the throne to be restored to its rightful owner," he replied as he turned to the crowd. "Good people of Shili, I give you the rightful heir to the throne of Shili, Ahsoka Tano, youngest daughter of King Thraken Vashee and Queen Ashaiya."
The entire crowd turned to look at the house in shock and hope as Silara led Ahsoka outside. She was still a little bit pale, but her facial markings were more than clear enough to make out. With her now wearing a Togruta sash with her family's crest as well as the amulet of the royal family, she looked exactly like her mother did when she was her age. Many in the crowd gasped as they saw her striking resemblance to late Queen Ashaiya. They turned to those standing around them, eagerly hoping to confirm that they weren't just seeing things. Excitement broke out amongst them as they realized that what they were seeing was true.
Ahsoka paused next to Silara as she saw the large crowd. Considering all that had happened, she was very nervous. However, she could clearly sense the burst of excitement in everyone gathered around her. She could see the smiles on the faces of the royal guard as they all saluted her and bowed. It made her feel a little awkward, but she managed a small smile herself.
She and Silara then walked up to join Shaden who also bowed. "Milady, this is my old friend Regin Sacul, he is the head of Corvala's law enforcement," he told her as he gestured at his friend who stood there in shock. "A good man who, unfortunately, had to do many things he wasn't proud of because of that tyrant's rule."
Ahsoka looked at him. Through the Force, it was easy to confirm what Shaden said. He felt like an honest man that cares for those he's meant to protect. There was an air of regret present around him. From what Silara and her sister had told her, she figured that he had to all kinds of horrible things to people because of the ridiculous laws that the 'ruler' had created. It was obvious that he carried around a great deal of regret.
She walked up to him and could sense his concern. She gave him a friendly smile. "We are headed towards the palace. Will you join us?" she asked him.
Regin looked at her in shock. He then smiled and bowed to her. "Milady, it would be an honor," he replied.
Ahsoka nodded at him and turned back to Shaden and Silara. She took a deep breath to ready herself, this might be harder than she thought. "Shall we go?" she asked them.
Shaden and Silara both nodded and gave her a salute. "Yes, let's get underway," Shaden replied with an eager tone. "H'Raani M'Kai, my brothers and sisters, form up, honor guard style. We are headed towards the palace."
The gathered warriors all sounded their agreement and saluted before they took their positions. Silara stood by Ahsoka's side, to support her if needed. She knew how uneasy she still was. "Let's go Ahsoka, we're all with you," she told her.
A little off to the side, Regin was addressing the officers with him and giving orders to others via comlink. "Fall in behind the royal guards and follow their lead," he told them. "Set up some roadblocks and clear the road leading towards the palace. It's time for things on Shili to change." His men eagerly responded and started carrying out the orders.
Shaden signaled to move and they all departed. Shaden led the group as they began making their way towards the palace. Ahsoka walked in the middle of the group, doing her best to keep her nerves under control. Behind their group, the civilians followed them. Their excitement growing as they realized that they would finally be rid of the tyrant that had taken over the throne. Many had gotten out their comlinks and were calling friends and family.
Ahsoka was able to relax more as she realized that Silara had been right. The feelings of the people following behind them now confirmed it. It gave her new determination to follow through with this. She would help Shili.
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A small café in Corvala
"Oh, come on Verana, can't you take up your old job again?" the pale blue skinned Togruta asked her friend.
Verana sighed. "I already told you Skye, I won't do that," she replied, a frown appearing on her red face.
"You're not going to consider this? I mean, you used to work as a financial advisor for the royal family. There must be something you can do. Shili will go bankrupt at this rate," The green skinned male at the table insisted.
"Falen, I can't," She told her friend. "I refuse to work for that man. Besides, you've seen how he treats the Senator. He doesn't give a single damn about what she says. She worked weeks on those renovations plans and when she presented them to him, he just laughed in her face and threw them away. If he won't listen to her, then there is no way he'd listen to someone like me."
Her friends' faces dropped. "Yeah, you may be right, unfortunately," Sky said softly. "But there must be something that can be done."
"I'm not sure, we…" Verana began, but she was interrupted by her comlink going off. "Excuse me a moment," she said to her friends as she answered it. "Verana."
"Verana! You're not going to believe it! It's incredible!" a loud excited voice sounded over the comlink. Some people in the café turned to her in slight annoyance.
"Jianne, quit down a bit," Verana instantly hissed at friend. "What has gotten you so worked up?"
"They just announced it here in the streets, it's amazing!" Jianna's voice sounded loudly again. "Everything will change now!"
"Jianna, what are you talking about? Who did what?" Verana asked, getting a little ticked off at her friend's loud voice. Her next words caught her completely by surprise.
"The royal guards! They found an heir!" came the reply from her friend.
Verana looked in shock at her comlink. Everyone else in the café turned to look again as well, unsure of what they just heard. "T-they've what?" Verana asked in shock.
"There's an heir to the throne!" Jianne replied excitedly again. "The royal guard found a living heir to the throne! They're heading towards the palace right now. We'll have a new queen soon! Their youngest daughter is still alive!"
"W-w-where are they now?!" Verana asked in shock. Everyone in the café was now eagerly following the conversation.
"The local law enforcement is setting up a route straight to the palace. We're close to that café you said you were going to," Jianna replied. "Hurry up and get out here!"
Verana looked outside and could see numerous people moving about excitedly out in the streets. "Y-yeah, we'll be right there!" she said as she turned off the transmission. "Come on guys, let's go!" Her friends nodded eagerly and they ran outside, followed by everyone else in the café.
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Following a vast amount of comlink calls across the city, a great many people had gone out onto the streets to confirm for themselves what they had been told. It seemed like an impossible dream to many that had gathered along the road that the law enforcement had sealed off.
All of a sudden a Togrutan warrior clad in green armor and wielding a large battle-axe came around the corner, headed their way. Others all clad in the same armor followed behind him. Many looked on in slight wonder at sight of the old royal guards dressed in full armor again.
Suddenly people starting pointing excitedly at something in the middle of the group of warriors. There, amongst the warriors, walked a young girl whose sash held the crest of the royal family. They gasped in wonder as they saw that she looked exactly like their former queen when she was younger. They cried out in joy and cheered as they saw for themselves that it was true. There truly is an heir.
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Silara smiled as she walked a bit closer to Ahsoka. "See Ahsoka? Didn't I tell you?" she asked. "The people will follow you. Everyone is with you."
Ahsoka smiled as well. "You were right, Silara," she replied. "I… I honestly don't know what to say. I will do what I whatever I can to help Shili." The feelings she felt through the Force were overwhelming, just like when she meditated before. Only now, there was nothing but joy and hope instead of the sadness and despair she felt before.
"I know you will," Silara said. "And don't worry, we are all with you. We will help you in whatever way we can. I know that Shili will be saved now."
Ahsoka smiled as Shaden joined them. "This is going well, isn't it?" he asked them. "The people are all gathering around, eager to welcome the coming change. But still, I think we can send a much clearer signal all over the city."
Silara smiled at him. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked him.
He gave an eager nod back. "Indeed," he replied. "Will you tell Ahsoka about it? I will adjust our path and inform the others."
Silara nodded back. "Will do," she said. Shaden made his way back towards the front of the group, giving a few orders and receiving eager conformations.
"What do you have in mind?" Ahsoka asked her. "Is there something I should know about?"
Silara smiled at her again. "Yes, there most certainly is," she replied. "As you can see, the people are learning about what is going on, who you are. But we haven't reached everyone yet. However, we know something that'll send a very clear signal all over the city."
"I see, so what do we do?" Ahsoka asked.
"In the center of the city is a construction called the Spires of Shili," Silara replied. "These three spires have been a symbol of the royal family for ages. Whenever a ruler retires from the throne, the flames are extinguished. Then, when the new ruler is crowned, they will relight the flames, signaling the new rule. The three spires represent the same theme as the festival of Ullumbana: the past, present and the future."
Silara looked to the side, between a few buildings, the tops of the spires she mentioned could clearly be seen. "When you parents died, the flames were extinguished as well. For years now the spires have been dark and cold." She looked back at Ahsoka. "Now, we want you to light them again, to signal to all of Corvala that there is a new ruler. Sound like a plan?"
Ahsoka smiled. "Sounds like quite the idea to me," she replied. Silara nodded and they began making their way towards the spires.
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Ahsoka looked on in wonder at the spires. They had just arrived there and it was sight to behold. They easily reached several stories high. The three spires spiraled around each other as they went upwards. On their top, three elegant torches sat waiting to be lighted. All sorts of decorations were on the spires. She recognized a few of them as symbols for the sun, moon, nature and different types of animals. Others were completely unknown to her.
One of the people who still tended to the spires walked up her, trying desperately to keep herself contained despite the excitement she felt. "Milady, welcome, it's an honor to have you here," the copper colored Togruta said. "Do you require a torch to light the spires? It would be my pleasure to get one for you."
Ahsoka was about to reply when she felt the Force swirl around her again. She paused a moment and reflected on what It said. "No thank you, that won't be necessary," she replied kindly.
"Ahsoka? Is something wrong?" Silara asked worried.
Ahsoka turned around to look at her. "No, don't worry, everything's fine," she replied to ease her concerns. "I just feel…" She stopped, not sure exactly what to say as she looked back at the spires.
She then walked up to the base of the three spires. There was a small basin where one would lit the flame. She stopped by it and looked at it. She slowly raised her right hand above it. The Force was flowing around her. She focused her mind and concentrated on It. She let it lead her, guide her towards feelings and sensations she wasn't familiar with, energy starting to move through her. She followed the Force and let the energy flow through her, towards her hand. A small orb of white fire appeared in the palm of her hand. She looked at it in slight amazement. This wasn't something that she had ever been able to do before or had even heard of. The Force was truly on her side.
She looked at the flame in her hand. It glowed brightly with a gentle, warm light. She gently lowered the flame to the basin. The moment it made contact, white fire spread along the lines of the spires. The torches on top erupted in bright white flames, shining brightly and sending a clear signal all around the city. All around the spires the people erupted in cheers.
With a smile, Ahsoka made her way back to Shaden, Silara and the others. "Shall we continue to the palace?" she asked them. Their response was a salute and a cheer. Ahsoka took her place back in their group and they continued onwards. An ever growing crowd of people following behind them.
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After a short time of walking the party arrived at the palace, followed by a very large group of eager citizens. Yesterday, Ahsoka had still felt a great deal of sorrow and sadness through the Force. Now, she felt such hope and joy. It confirmed to her what Silara had told her, she did make the right choice.
They reached the gates of the palace. As was usual, they were sealed shut at the command of the false ruler. He did not care for visitors unless it was someone he had invited himself.
The guards at the gates grew incredibly nervous. They had no idea what to make of this, the old royal guards in their full gear leading an insanely large group of people.
Shaden walked up to them, calm and confident. He raised his axe and set the hilt down forcefully on the ground again. "In the name of the royal family of Shili, open these gates!" he called to the guards at the gates.
They all looked at him and the rest of the crowd, not believing what they just heard. Ahsoka knew that that was her que. She walked forward from the group, joining Shaden closer to the gates.
After a moment of hesitation and doubt, the guards recognized her markings and the crest that she bore. Their expressions all changed instantly and they started muttering slight disbeliefs and hopes. Then the head of the gate guards made a decision. "Open the gates!" he called out to his fellow guards. The command was repeated eagerly and they all rushed to open the gates.
With a loud cheer of the people, the gates to the people opened. Shaden turned back to Ahsoka, an eager smile on his face. "This way, milady," he said as he gestured at the opening gates. Ahsoka nodded and they made their way inside, to the throne room.
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Goran Reendorr, self-proclaimed king and usurper of the throne of Shili, was casually lounging on the throne, snaking on some expensive dishes he had made his chefs prepare.
Earlier he had listened to the planet's Senator and her pleas to invest in more supplies for the people. He had thrown it all away. Things were fine the way they were. He knew that she was on Coruscant now, pleading to the Republic Senate for emergency support. He had laughed at her actions. Even if she did manage to obtain some goods from that Republic, he would seize it all for himself anyway.
He let a lecherous gaze wander over the scarcely dressed servant girls of the palace, wondering which one be would bed tonight. None would try to get away from him, in their fear of his retribution towards their families. "Life is great," he thought with dark glee.
A strange commotion made him turn his attention towards the doors of the throne room. Without warning the doors were forced open. To fuel his annoyance even further, he saw the old royal guards enter the room, some form of determination written on his face. All of the palace servants turned to look at them as well.
"Goran Reendorr," their leader, Shaden Zadane called out. "You will rule over Shili no longer. Your days of tyranny will end now."
The false king laughed loudly on the throne. Not at all impressed by his words. "And just by what right do you think that you are able to challenge my rule?" he asked in return, already wondering just how many of them he should send to prison and how many of them he should have executed.
"They are not the ones challenging you, I am," a voice then called out. He looked over and froze in shock when he saw Aishaya walk out from the group of royal guards.
"Aishaya?! No! That's impossible!" he cried out in shock. The others in the throne room were also reduced to staring at her in shock.
"No, that was my mother's name. My name is Ahsoka Tano, youngest daughter of Thraken and Aishaya Vashee and rightful heir to the throne," she replied calmly.
"No, that's not possible!" Goran said in a mixture of shock and anger. "The entire royal family was supposed to be on that ship!"
Ahsoka looked at him. "I was never near that ship. I used to live a different life, but now I'm back on Shili," she replied. "And I've decided to claim my birthright and take up the throne." The response she got was a look of utter rage.
"No, I will not allow this. I worked far too hard for this. Some little brat like you won't ruin it all for me," he said in anger.
The way he said that brought all sorts of nasty feelings to her. "What do you mean? What have you done?" she asked him.
He looked at her with a sadistic smile. "Did you really think that what happened to that ship was an accident?" he asked in dark voice.
"WHAT?!" Shaden and several others shouted in shock and outrage. Others in the room stared on in horror. Ahsoka looked at him in a shocked silence.
Goran snarled at her. "I spent months planning it, always acting nicely to those pathetic idiots. They were unfit to rule! The explosion that destroyed their ship was caused by my bomb! They did not deserve the throne, it's mine! And some brat like you won't take it from me!" he shouted in anger before drawing a blaster and firing directly at Ahsoka.
Acting on pure instinct, Ahsoka drew her blades and rushed forward. She deflected the first shot with her off-hand blade, the second shot with the main blade. Then she leapt into the air with the aid of the Force, evading the third and fourth bolt.
Goran looked startled and fired another bolt at her. She spun in the air and avoided it too, landing in front of him. She quickly brought her main sword up, slicing through his blaster. The Force was on her side as she unleashed a fast Force Push and send him flying away.
He was dazed momentarily, but when he regained his senses, he found Ahsoka standing over him, one of the blades at his throat. He growled at her. "Do it, you brat," he told her. "Take my life and the throne. Do it, avenge your family. You want the throne, you want to have that power. Show that you're no different from me."
Ahsoka looked down at him. Part of her did want to end this man. Not only for the suffering he had brought on Shili, but also for robbing her of her family. Because of this man, she would never know them again. The royal guards and a number of palace staff and civilians had gathered around to see what she would do.
She looked at him past the blade of her weapon. "No," she replied. "I am nothing like you, nor will I ever be." She took the blade away from his throat. "These were my mother's weapons. I won't tarnish them with the blood of someone like you." She put both blades away and turned to Silara and the others. "Lock him up somewhere. I don't want to see his face again," she told them.
"Gladly," Shaden replied as he and a few others walked up to him with their weapons drawn. They made quick work of dragging him up and slapping him in cuffs. Then they walked off, dragging him towards a set of doors in the room.
Ahsoka looked at them before her attention was drawn to a covered up painting at the side of the throne room. She walked up to it and used the Force to remove the curtain covering it. Underneath the curtain was a painting of four people. She stared at it with wide eyes once she identified them as her family, her parents, older sister and herself as a two year old girl on her mother's lap. She stared silently at the painting as Silara joined her.
"That was amazing Ahsoka," Silara told her with a smile. "You truly have your mother's grace. And now, we can bring Shili back to her glory days. I know that you will be a fine queen. Everyone will stand behind you."
Ahsoka took a deep breath and turned to Silara, giving her a tired smile. "Thank you Silara," she replied. "I will do what I can. I just find it hard to take that because of him…" She took another deep breath and looked down.
"I know Ahsoka, I know," Silara said softly. "It's so much worse than what I held true for years. But we shouldn't dwell on that. Because of you, Shili now has a future again." She gave Ahsoka a kind smile. "How about you get some rest now? You look ready to pass out. We will take care of everything else. Later this afternoon, you will become queen of Shili."
Ahsoka nodded. "That sounds like a good idea," she replied. She was tired, she wouldn't deny that now. She was still recovering and this ordeal had been incredibly exhausting.
"Come on then, let me show you to the royal quarters," Silara said. "Hopefully they're still a bit tidy, considering his habits," she added with a bit of a frown as she began to lead Ahsoka there.
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That's the end of this chapter.
Ahsoka learned a terrible truth about what really happened to her family. They were killed by the usurper so he could claim the throne. Now that he's out of the way, Ahsoka will be able to become queen.
Because she's still recovering from everything that happened, she will retire to get some rest now. While she takes a break, the royal guards will prepare everything for her coronation. In the next chapter, she will be crowned queen of Shili.
I'm going to be working on the wedding chapter for Tale of a Togruta next. After that chapter, the story will enter a timeskip, just like A Mirialan's Story. After that, I will be making a small side-story for Tale of a Togruta set about 2 months after the wedding. In this story, Ahsoka will take Aisha to a tribe deep inside the wild plains of Shili, to partake in one of their people's most known traditions, the Akul hunt. Will Aisha succeed in taking down one of the mighty beasts and make her own headdress?
Until next time.