Forgotten Emotions- A Star Wars Story (Part 2)

Chapter 5: Memory

 "No!" Ahsoka shot up in her nightclothes, throwing the blanket away. She fell back onto the bed, curling up in a ball. "Caleb," she whispered through the Force, starting to cry. Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," she sobbed.

"Princess, your betrothed is wishing to speak with you," Lana said, opening the door.

"Caleb? She asked quietly.

"Yes. But, I must dress you before you see him." Lana carefully shoved Ahsoka behind a screen and pushed her out a moment later.

"You're faster than me," Ahsoka complimented, looking at her new outfit.

"I have been enslaved for years. It comes easily to me. Go, princess."

"Thank you, Lana." She hugged the yellow-skinned Twi'Lek briefly and walked out the door.

"I felt you in the Force. You needed me," Caleb said, catching her hand.

"I need you," she said, collapsing into his arms.

"Bad dreams again?" She nodded her head. "Wanna talk about it?" She nodded again, pulling him inside.

"You're dismissed, Lana. Thank you," Ahsoka whispered with tears streaming down her face. Lana nodded once and left the room quickly. Ahsoka collapsed back into Caleb, forcing him onto the bed.

"Careful, Soka. We're not even married yet," Caleb said.

"I just need you," she whispered again.

"Your dream?" Caleb asked, stroking her lekku.

"Yes. It was my coronation. You were behind the curtain with me. You left to join the crowd, but I called you again to come back and walk with me. But you weren't there. No one was. I walked out alone. You weren't in the crowd or with my family. Everyone I loved had vanished. I called out for everyone, but my grandmother said that she's the only family I have. What if she's right? I was adopted." Ahsoka pressed her head into Caleb's chest. She felt safe with him right there.

"You'll always be a part of their family, Ahsoka. No one can change that."

"My grandmother can."

"So you're saying that the Queen of the Kiros system can change the laws made by the Queen of the Naboo system?" Caleb asked.

"You're right! She can't do that! She'd have to go to the Chancellor and we know that situation. Thank you Caleb. I knew you were the one for me," she said, kissing him like he did in the dream.

"I'll be going now, I guess," Caleb said, departing from the kiss.

"No, please! Stay until we have to leave. I don't wanna be here at first light. We get to tour my home."

"Why don't you want to be here in the morning?" Caleb asked, catching her hand and pulling her up.

"Grandmother is making me start my 'royal studies to prepare for when I become Queen'," Ahsoka imitated the accent. Caleb laughed at her imitation.

"So, you'd be Queen of an entire system, Grand Master of the Jedi Order, 5-Star General of the Grand Army of the Galactic Republic, what other titles am I missing?"

"Future wife, Sister, Living Spirit of the Mortis Goddess Daughter," Ahsoka listed.

"I can see how the responsibility just piles up and up and up. Talk to the Queen tomorrow. Tell her...you know, everything. I'm sure she'll listen."

"If you'll stand with me."

"Always, love."

"Lana, schedule a meeting with my Grandmother. 1500 tomorrow."