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(Y/n)'s POV

You had changed out of your white hospital gown into a long black dress which was given to by one of the many droids.

You had just finished brushing out your hair when you heard someone enter the room.

"With respect, your majesty, the Senate is ready to hear your case." A new voice spoke.

You turned around to see Anakin Skywalker, but you only knew it was him because you had secretly been keeping tabs on Obi Wan over the years. You also knew him because you've met Senator Padme and he has been brought up in your conversations.

"The young Anakin Skywalker, I presume?" You asked, standing up.

"At your service, your Highness." He replied.

"Then lead the way." It would be an understatement to say that you were nervous, but you kept yourself composed as Skywalker led you down the corridors to the conference room.

The room had one big holo-projecter in it and Obi Wan was already waiting for the two of you. You silently nodded to him, signaling him to turn on the machine.

The chancellors hologram appeared in front of you but you knew there were countless others behind him, deciding your fate.

"Queen (L/n), you are here before the Senate seeking asylum, are you not?" Chancellor Palpatine asked.

"I am, Chancellor." You dipped your head respectfully. "I have humbly come before you to ask for the assistance of the Republic. Drea has been taken by Separatists under my rule. However, I implore you to remember that this case is not about my mistakes. This case is about those who escaped. There are only about 17 refugees from my planet--"

Suddenly, the hologram started to glitch before ultimately disappearing.

"What happened--" Anakin was about to ask before the alarms started going off.

"Seems like we have some uninvited company." Obiwan remarked, "Queen (L/n), You should go back to the infirmary."

"With all do respect, Master Obi Wan, not a chance." You replied, walking out of the room at a brisk pace, not waiting for the Jedi.

"Your majesty, I can't guarantee your safety-" Obi wan tried to reason with you, matching your pace. Anakin walked on the other side of you, listening to the conversation.

"The bridge is this way right?" You asked Anakin, ignoring Obi wan.

"Yes, your Highness." he seemed to smile at Obi wan but the jedi master just shook his head.

When you finally reached the bridge, you saw it was a Separatist fleet which caused the alarm.

"Why haven't they attacked yet?" Obi wan questioned out loud.

"They've just sent us a transmission, sir." A clone replied.

"Very well, put it on screen."

As Obi Wan said that, a projection of General Grievous appeared before us.

"Well, hello there, General Grievous." He said, crossing his arms.

"Kenobi," General Grievous' mechanical voice filtered through. You noticed the robots gaze fall over you. "You will hand over the Queen of Drea."

Me?

"I'm afraid we can't do that," Obi wan glanced over at you. Worry reflected in his gaze for a moment, but it was gone as soon as it appeared.

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