𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 | 𝘼.S

| Bending the knee to usurpers |

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The news of the arrest of Princess Ioana-Anastasia came to the ears of Queen Natalie quite fast, and anger filled her body just as fast.

"How could those filthy Jedi lock my daughter up like a common civilian?" She yelled at Count Dooku, the Sith-lord was taken aback when he was how unpleased she looked with the event.

He couldn't quite place his finger on it, on her anger.

If the princess was locked with no armies, not even her dragon, she shown no true danger to the crown.

His daughter could be named heir and then kill the queen.

Alstoria played a big part in his and his master's plans. Without the planet secured, most of their plans will fail without the armies or the mystical creatures of Alstoria.

"Maybe it is for the better, Your Grace." He found himself speak, soon he will regret it.

"May you repeat yourself?" She took a seat on the throne, one of her handmaiden bringing her a cup full of red wine.

She sips from it while watching Count Dooku trying to find the words to not upset her further, "She is safe with the Jedi. They won't hurt her and she'll stop trying to come here." He stutters in the beginning, finding the confidence to speak only half-way through the sentence.

Queen Natalie loved seeing the most terrifying men stutter under her glaze, a twisted smirk forming on her lips. The pleasure it brought to her seeing a Sith-lord falling to on his knees in front of her just to beg her for help.

Pathetic.

She thought every time someone will make it so obvious they are desperate for her help, for her power.

Natalie brought the cup up to her lips, a way to hide her grin from him, "You believe that is what I want, Count Dooku? For my little girl to be with those disgusting men? I want her home." She spoke firmly.

"Your Grace, it would be better-" Dooku tried to reason with her why it would be such a terrible idea to bring her home.

"Do you believe I want her away from me after years of sending men throughout the entire galaxy to search for her and her brother, I even tried to make an alliance with the Jedi if they find her?" She interrupted him,

"If your droids touched my sweet daughter during those filthy battles, I'll reconsider where my loyalty stands in this war." She threats him with a simple shrug.

Personally, the Queen didn't view it as a threat, more as a warning.

She dismissed Count Dooku, tapping her cup as a sign to her handmaiden to refill it.

Looking behind the throne, the large balcony where dragons used to stay. Many tales of the great rulers sitting on the throne with their dragon behind them.

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Eloise was sitting in her cell, staring at the wall.

Anakin came in the high secured room, anxious.

"Eloise? Are you alright? I wouldn't have brought you here if I knew-"

"I know you wouldn't have." She interrupts him, smiling at him.

The boy lets out a heavy sigh before falling on his knees to be at the same level with her. She was sitting on her butt infront of him.

"How are you?" Anakin asks and he slightly wincing at his own words, she's locked in a cell by the same people, your people, she helped and risked everything she worked for. How could she feel? He finds himself thinking.