Ascend

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You straightened your dress nervously as you waited behind the large double doors that led to the platform where the coronation would be held. A steady stream of ships had been arriving all morning. The few planets who knew of Malachor's existence were curious. It wasn't every day that the queen of a peaceful planet was assassinated. You read over your speech for the thousandth time. Everything must be right. You needed to make your mother proud. You were snapped from your worry trance when six warriors approached you. They were your ladies in waiting, well, your warriors in waiting.

"It is time my queen," The warrior you knew to be Adira had spoken with such concern it startled you.

You straightened yourself and turned to address the warriors. "Do not worry about me. No one would dare attempt anything. Not with the number of people here today." 

Even as you said it you realized you were not certain. What if someone was here to finish the job? You shook the thought from your head and smoothed your white and grey dress. This dress was very symbolic to the Malachorans. The white represented your 'marriage' to your people and that you would commit yourself to their well being until 'death do you part'.  Just as your mother had done. The grey symbolized, of course, the unbreaking neutrality you must have. You took a deep breath and allowed the warriors to open the doors before stepping onto the platform; your warriors pulled into formation behind you in two lines, flanking your sides. Your lightsaber glinted from its place on the belt around your waist, a reminder to every one of your status and power. The coronation went off without a hitch. You were crowned and the crowd chanted your name as you stepped to the podium, your crisp note cards waiting for you in anticipation.

You cleared your throat, "Thank you. It is with great regret that I must become queen without my mother, Queen Antinea, at my side."

The crowd responded with the customary chant: 'Queen Antinea, may she rest in peace'.

You nodded solemnly and continued. "But she would not want us to mourn, she would not want us to cry. She would want us to avenge her with greater ferocity than those who killed her exhibited." A loud cheer came from the crowd and you paused, waiting for them to calm down. Finally, they were quiet again. "Queen Antinea was murdered in cold blood and we will not stop until her killer is found and brought to justice," you declared with such authority that it almost startled you. "If you know anything about this occurrence and do not come forward, you will be convicted of treason and sentenced to death." You paused staring the people down before giving a small smile. "Thank you, my people." 

You strode off stage and into the castle, heading for the ballroom where celebrations were being held. You wanted so badly to be done with the day. You despised parties and festivities. 

Adira hastened to catch up with you. "My queen there is something you must know," she said frantically while pulling you into the meeting room. She was panting from her chase after you, clearly distressed. "That mysterious maid," Adira wheezed, "we questioned her. She admitted to poisoning your mother's drink." Before you could react she steadied her breathing and continued, "We tortured her into telling us who she was working for," she paused.

"And? Who is it?" Your eyes were red with anger. Whoever was responsible would be facing your wrath, and you were ready.

"The First Order," she said soberly. 

You scanned her face for any hint that she may be lying to you but her face was stone. Before you could even think your lightsaber was in your hand ignited as you cut through the table with one swift stroke. You used the force to throw chairs against the wall watching as they crumpled to the floor. The First Order? You knew that this was war.

Adira backed up, knowing that she must continue. "Your majesty. There is something else. He is here," she paused, "Commander Kylo Ren is here."

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