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@fauxamidala​ | Palace of Alderaan

Leia was very happy to be home, of course she was. She’d barely let her parents out of her sight for the first week after her return (not that they’d been any more keen to let her out of theirs) and she’d slept in their bed for three nights, like she was a little kid again.

But Leia wasn’t a little kid anymore. And she wasn’t the sheltered princess she had once been, either. Leia had seen the galaxy. She had withstood Imperial interrogation! She had helped Jedi! She was basically an expert in survival now...or she would be, if she could convince her parents to let her learn all the stuff she was ready to know, now!

Mom and dad were skittish because of the kidnapping, though. Leia understood that. Understood why they were so anxious, so opposed to the idea of her doing anything risky. But what they didn’t seem ready to understand was that Leia had already done things that were risky. The best way for her to be safe was to be prepared -- but mom and dad were still dealing with how scared they’d been. Leia understood that.

She just wasn’t going to let that get in her way.

“Sabé?” Leia called, stepping into the pearl study and looking around until she spotted the woman who was much closer to being a real aunt to the young princess than any of her parents’ relatives. (Leia had never stopped to think about how she could almost always find whoever she was looking for, no matter where they were in the palace; that was just how it worked, you looked for someone where they were and then you found them.) If Leia’s parents wouldn’t tell or teach her what she needed to know, then surely Sabé would.

pink  lips  had  already  begun  to  curl  into  a  bright  smile  when  she  heard  the  familiar  swish  of  her  office  doors,  expecting  it  to  be  senator  amidala  on  the  other  side.   she  had  expressed  an  interest  in  assisting  her  more  experienced  colleague  with  the  bill  of  clone  personhood  that  she  had  heard  about  the  other  drafting.   perhaps  it  was  her  own  naivety,  but  it  seemed  ridiculous  that  a  bill  on  the  matter  had  to  be  written  in  the  first  place.   the  woman  was  so  uncannily  similar  to  amidala  that  she  might  have  been  able  to  mistake  her  for  padmé,  but  she  did  recognize  her  as  one  of  the  handmaidens.   most  of  them  looked  quite  similar  to  her  from  the  very  little  that  she  had  noticed  about  them.   padmé  was  a  celebrity  in  her  own  right,  the  spotlight  was  naturally  drawn  toward  her.

@fauxamidala gets a thing.

"Sabé!" Padmé felt a rush of relief at the sight of her friend. Unfortunately, she couldn't be as open with her emotions as she would have liked.

short & sweet / " i didn't know who else to go to. " / Sabé shows up with a couple Jedi post 66. // @fauxamidala | accepting.

 @fauxamidala​​ said:       😘 

alone  time  was  something  that  padmé  had  not  truly  known  since  she  was  perhaps  eleven,  life  thrown  away  into  public  service  in  the  likes.   at  fourteen,  that  time  alone  had  changed  as  she  had  taken  the  supposedly  private  moments  into  something  else  with  her  handmaidens  ––  security  all  around  her,  never  really  alone,  no  matter  where  she  was.   to  say  that  she  &  sabé  had  been  shorted  many  passing  moments  over  the  years  as  the  least,  but  she  would  have  never  acted  upon  it.   the  roles  of  queen  &  her  body  double,  her  most  loyal  shadow,  was  one  that  she  would  ever  consider  risking.   but  she  was  no  longer  queen,  &  with  the  senate  not  in  session,  she  no  longer  felt  like  a  senator,  either.   they  were  just  two  young  women.

two  young  women  with  sparkling  water  out  as  far  as  the  eye  could  see,  sand  beneath  their  toes,  &  somehow,  still,  eyes  only  for  each  other.

@fauxamidala​  said:  ‘  it's  okay.  they  won't  hurt  you.  they  won't  hurt  anyone,  actually,  ever  again.  ’        ↬ protective prompts

       ‘  does…  does  that  mean  that  he’s…  ’  symphony’s  words  drifted  off  into  complete  SILENCE  as  her  mind  reached  it’s  conclusion  before  she  could  ever  finish  asking  her  question,  despite  her  chaotic  state  of  mind.  chest  rose  and  fell  at  a  rapid  but  steadily  declining  rate  as  she  looked  at  the  scene  that  greeted  her,  trying  to  make  sense  of  it.  the  darkest  shade  of  blood  she  had  ever  seen  pooled  all  the  way  to  her  bare  feet  despite  the  distance  between  the  queen  and  the  lifeless  body  sabé  stood  over.  the  warmth  of  it  had  not  been  processed  entirely  until  she  took  small  steps  backwards,  feeling  the  STICKINESS  before  anything  else  as  she  watched  the  blood  leave  small  indications  of  her  every  step.

       she  would  feel  silly  about  it  later,  but  for  some  reason  all  she  could  really  think  and  worry  about  was  the  stain  it  could  possibly  leave  behind  on  her  nice  carpet.  could  there  TRULY  be  a  dead  body  in  front  of  her?  it  felt  surreal.  it  doesn’t  seem  right  that  there  would  be.  death  was  something  that  happened  off-world,  somewhere  far  away  from  this  beautiful  planet  and  this  peaceful  life  of  hers.  she  had  killed  her  fair  share  of  droids  when  her  life  depended  on  it  and  patched  up  wounds  that  had  been  inflicted  upon  her  people  by  these  droids,  but  death  was  something  she  had  been  shielded  from  witnessing  most  of  her  life.  or  perhaps  lucky  enough  to  have  people  that  were  there  to  prevent  her  from  experiencing  a  first  hand  account  of  just  how  BITTER  the  taste  of  death  would  like  be  like.

@fauxamidala​ said: i’m not going anywhere without you.

there  is  no  one  that  the  young  queen  would  trust  with  her  life  more  than  sabé,  just  as  important  of  a  piece  of  amidala  as  padmé  herself  was.   they  had  survived  the  trade  federation  blockade  because  of  their  ability  to  be  one  &  the  same,  because  of  sabé’s  bravery  that  none,  outside  of  her  handmaidens  &  captain  panaka,  would  ever  know  the  full  truth  behind.   there  is  nothing  that  she  wouldn’t  trust  her  with.   there  were  few  more  important  roles  in  her  lives  than  the  handmaidens  yet  she  knew  that  ...  this  was  something  that  she  needed  to  do  alone,  no  matter  how  dangerous  it  might  have  been.