On the holonet and broadcasted across all of Commenor, perhaps even beyond that, a live feed of Kay was shown. She was distraught and visibly shaken, yet with a slight nod of her head, she composed herself, centered herself and began to speak.
"My fellow Commenori....I know that efforts were made to fake my death and I was disappeared. Some might blame the Sith or slavers or any number of enemies that I have. But no. It was an elaborate plot, a back up plan, if you will, to ensure that the wrongs done be made right. I have a confession to make...
...Years ago when I was captured by a Sith Lord and held for months, I was brought back as a different person. What left Commenor that day was it's elected President, and what returned was a cold blooded murderer. I killed the Elders. With the Sith Lord backing me, I had slaughtered all three of them and took their power for myself.
Some had suspected this, including my husband, but all had remained silent on the issue and just let the lie fester and grow. What happened during the siege, the lives lost with the destruction of Munto City; that was the final straw.
And now I will be paying for my crimes. I am being escorted to what they say is an unescapable prison to serve out a life sentence for each life that I have taken. My trial was not public and the only mercy given to me is this broadcast, so that my husband, my children and all of my family will know of my fate.
I...I am consoled in the fact that Commenor is stronger now than what it was all those years ago when I was first elected. I am sorry for putting you all in danger and most of all, I am sorry for keeping this all from you for so long.
My final act as Queen is to dissolve the Monarchy, returning Commenor to a democratic state. Do not look to my children as heirs, for they too have now lost their titles.
The dark chapter now closes and a brighter future for Commenor begins.
The broadcast ends, leaving only a blank screen. No music, no images, just nothing.
Hours later Kay sat near motionless in a freighter. There was no crew to be found. Everything was fully automated. Her wrists, ankles and waist were bound and chained together to prevent her from escaping. A small voidstone imbedded in a collar was clasped firmly around her neck to keep her severed from the Force.
Quietly the freighter moved through hyperspace on a direct course to Purgatory Prison.