"Sometimes there are things that no one can fix."
~ Padmé Amidala
~ Padmé Amidala
The pace of change always moved quickly. It was something she had known since she was a child, but seeing it happen in person was quite different. The Jedi, effectively exiled from New Republic Space, the Sith Empire still blazing a trail of death across the Galaxy, the Syndicates at large, and the Consortium growing in its nationalistic zeal, which had even swept up parts of her own world. For Sandé, new into her first term, it was deeply unsettling.
Yet, she stood here today as Queen Réillata of the Naboo, adorned in one of her many dresses, a floor-length black silk gown, with the royal credit picked out in gold thread around its hem. She stepped off her transport and looked around at the gathered dignitaries for a visit of the 'Apprentice Legislative Program' here at the heart of Theed.
"Before we begin, your Majesty, your guest is here. Shall I ask her to wait?" one of her handmaidens stepped up behind her, keeping her voice down as she had been trained. "No, she is coming with us." the Queen replied, waiting for her guest to approach.
@Mockingjay