The Force's Compass

Prologue

Clytemnestra Obrasix

Clytemnestra Obrasix, officially known as Senator Clytemnestra Obrasix of the Alderaan system and of the Royal House of Obrasix, was furious. The young woman's jaw was clenched with barely restrained anger as she strode towards her luxurious apartment situationed in 500 Republica. The minute the Senator entered her large apartment her shoulders relaxed and her jaws loosened as she fled into her bedroom. 

"Nes? I thought your meeting was going to last longer?" A soft voice questioned from down the hallway.  Clytemnestra rolled her eyes and elected not to respond.  

Moments later, a young women with blonde curls that fell to her shoulder, fair skin and shockingly bright hazel eyes burst into the room, looking perplexed.  Clytemnestra glared at the newcomer, looking mutinously. Why couldn't she get one moment to herself? True, at least it was Corrina, her closest and impromptu handmaiden. 

'Maybe if I just keep quiet, she'll just leave me alone'  Clytemnestra thought to herself optimistically.

"They've postponed the vote on the Military Creation Act, apparently some of the pacifist fools are determined that their latest 'diplomatic solution' is going to pull through" Clytemnestra explained scornfully, using air quotes with her fingers bitterly. 

"Anyways, I can't stay long, I have another meeting" She frowned. She was too livid to deal with Mon Mothma and for galaxy's sake, the women was frustrating. Apparently one of Mothma's closest allies, the senator from the Naboo System, Padmé Amidala, was planning on meeting with some of the Confederacy of Independent System's leaders. Clytemnestra personally thought it was pointless and the poor girl would probably end up getting herself killed but at least there won't be anymore of those 'diplomatic solutions'. War was the only way, only through war could there be peace. 

Corrina was quiet for a few minutes before bustling away, disappearing into a small room before returning moments later with a voluminous cream gown. "Perhaps this will cheer you up" The young woman smirked as she waved the dress in front of Clytemnestra's face. 

Clytemnestra raised an eyebrow as she accepted the dress, disappearing into the fresher to change. By the time she'd managed to shimmy into the new dress, she'd nearly fallen five times, tripping over her own feet.  The young senator studied her reflection briefly in the mirror, taking in her soft light brown curls, light complexion and long luscious eyelashes. The most alluring thing about her facial features were her eyes as her right eye was a soft caf-colored brown and her left eye was a luminous green. She carefully lifted the dress up as she exited the fresher, immediately sliding into the tall heels that Corrina had set in front of the door. 

"I have good taste" Corrina smirked smugly before she breezed out of the room triumphantly. Clytemnestra waited until she left before wandereing onto the balcony overlooking the city of Coruscant. Her eyes lit up with a deadly ambition, a poisonous emotion. She often wondered what it would be like to look out over a city and know that you were more powerful then any of the others, as a ruler. 

Soon, she would be a ruler, she intended to depose of Palpatine and become the Queen, she'd do away with the democratic government and install a soverignty. It wasn't like the senate got anything done anyways, people never agreed and it was starting to get annoying. Clytemnestra smirked slightly as her eyes wandered around the skyline, soon it would all be hers. She was cunning and ruthless but only because she was made to be. 

After all, she was an Obrasix. 

Anakin Skywalker

"That's it? Oh come on that's hardly fair, I got distracted" Anakin Skywalker whined, glaring indignantly at  his master Obi-Wan Kenobi who looked slightly amused.