Power is Power

Chapter 10

Star's POV

I am screaming, using every bit of air from my lungs to screech. My cries getting louder and louder. In view is nothing but white walls and bright lights. Some sort of medic room.

"Just one more push, your highness." I hear a voice. My body feels so cold, my head is spinning madly. My area is burning, and again my loud cries of pain return.

"Star..." The familiar cold voice speaks in my ear. The sudden shake of the ground causes every blurry figure to collapse to the ground, including the person beside me.

"Thrawn..." I mutter and with no control, my hand reaches out to where he had stood. His hand immediately grasps mine, not angrily but in worry. For me? For us? Once again I scream from the pain. Within a second another cry fills the room, but it's not me.

Shooting straight up, sweat sticking to my body from the dream. Glancing around the room, to beside me. Thrawn is no longer laying soundlessly asleep by my side. He is nowhere in sight. No doubt he is busy being his Grand Admiral self. Rubbing my eyes as I begin to stand, only to realize that I am completely naked.

"Oh shit!" I nearly scream. Although there is no one else in the bedroom, the feeling of this is just...odd. Remembering what happened last night between the two of us makes me blush a bit. Deciding it's best to shower before leaving the room, I stand and walk towards the restroom. Out of nowhere a small droids appears, beeping as it opens its storage to reveal food. The machine raises a tray of food and strolls to the small bedside table. Its legs grow longer making the robot's job easier to place it on the table. Glancing at the tray of fruits and meat, my guess?

"Thrawn..." A tiny smile rises to my lips as I begin to adjust the water temperature.

After taking a nice hot shower soothing my sore body, then eating what I believe is breakfast I exit the room. Entering the familiar hallways of the temporary temple of Lothal. I make my way to my sisters chambers which are on the other side of the large place.

"There you are! I cannot believe you ditched me with Saint!" Simone points at Saint who is currently braiding her hair into two dutch braids while looking at the mirror that is levitating because of her concentration with the force.

"It is not my fault you suck at the game."

"So, where have you been?"

"I had a meeting with the Grand Admiral." I walk past the bed that is centered in the middle of Simone's bedroom since the girls had discovered they had the choice of where they wanted the furniture to be settled they took it to their advantage.

"That took all night?" Hearing the amusement in her voice begins to irritate me as I continue to walk towards seat out on the small balcony of her room.

"Yes, it was an important discussion. Unfortunately, I cannot share any facts about it." Turning around to see the two of them with wide grins. Oh, no...they know.

"What?" I pretended to be oblivious.

"Whenever you try to hide something from us your nose shivers." I glance at my nose and place my hand over it.

"You two are impossible," I muttered as they laugh out loud.

"So, did it hurt? Is he really rough or gentle in bed?" Simone raises a brow.

"Now, now Simone if she doesn't want to talk about it we should respect her decision."

"Thank you." I walk to face the mirror, and begin to braid my long hair.

"I must ask this though, please?" I sigh and nod to Saint's plea.

"Does he have a nice ass?" She whispers and winks as I use the force to call the pillow from the bed to my hand and throw it at her. The room erupts with laughter and joy. This feeling, joy, oh have I missed this feeling. Having moments like this with my family. Saint, Simone, and Father. And Mother too...