Stars Collided

Seventeen

Lovisa paced the corridors of the "Base" as she desperately waited for signs of anyone.

"Please, Princess, let me aid you." A Medic with blonde hair, that was wrapped up into a tight and neat bun, asked, for what seemed like the sixth time, since she had been here. "I'll patch you up, and it won't take much of your time."

"No, I'm fine." She refused, staring at the doors, once more, willing them to open.

"Princess, I'm afraid you'll catch an sickness, if you do not let me clean and dress it. It's my job, and I can not let the royal highness die, on my watch."

"Later." She rolled her eyes. "It's not bad, I promise."

"M'lady, your back is soaked in blood, and the makeshift wrap, you have made out of your skirt, has been seeped through."

She looked behind her, at where she had ripped her skirt, allowing it to fall to her mid thigh, using the excess material to tie around her waist, had in fact absorbed the blood from her wound.

"Rex!" She called to the man, who walked through the corridor. "Any news?"

"No, your highness, but I assure you, as soon as Young Tano and Skywalker show up, you'll be the first to know."

"Very well." She sighed, dropping her head.

"Princess, please allow me to fix you up, and you can come back to tearing a hole through the floor."

"Fine." She groaned. "Be quick."

"I will." She led the girl through the other double doors, and into a room.

Lovisa untied the fabric, dropping it to the floor, as she laid on her stomach, on the medical bed, that was in the room.

"I must say, Princess, with a wound like this, you've been holding a brave face." The medic said, sounding almost proud.

"It's nothing." She shrugged, her arms crossed under her, as she rested her chin, on them. "I watched people die, today, because I was stupid enough to get caught."

"There was nothing you could have done, to prevent it, Princess." The woman told her, as she cleaned her back.

"No, there was." She sighed. "What is this place?"

"The GAR barracks, in Coruscant, your highness. We were located here, for the upcoming war."

"War? What war?" Lovisa furrowed her brows.

"THE war, M'lady. It's been looming over our heads, for a while, but I guess it's been officially kicked off at the battle that just took place, in Geonosis, The King had been trying to prevent it, but I guess the Separatists weren't having it, considering they finally got their hands on one of you."

"Wait, what?"

"Are you not aware of what's been happening?"

"No, uhm, I- I haven't really been around, in a fortnight."

"Oh. Well, maybe this is something you could ask the King, once you're back at the Palace, I'm sorry for oversharing, your highness."

"No, no, thank you..."

"Sola, your highness."

"Well, thank you, Sola, I'm not sure if you've noticed, yet, but I am not my sister, so no one ever thinks I'm worthy of knowing anything."

"I apologise If I've overstepped."

"You haven't, I assure you, it seems as though I've just threw the first stone in a war I didn't even know existed." Lovisa promised, as she sat up, once Sola had finished bandaging her up.