Aster Rose Baelor
A servant to her people.
30/30
Escorted by Iron Empire personnel to her uncle, Aster's disheveled hair and attire almost gave her the appearance that was reminiscent of the rabble who lived in the lower levels of Coruscant. Had she been in a better state of mind she would have cleaned herself up before insisting on seeing the man but the kidnapping had taken its toll on her. She wanted - no, needed to be around someone who might give her some sense of comfort and safety after the ordeal.
"Uncle..." she whispered when she the figure of the man and her body which begged for rest began to give in. With each guided step, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier and she became less aware of her surrounding. Warm, salty tears fell from her blue eyes as she began to cry. She was safe now. Everything is going to be ok.
"Princess..." the man who had been supporting her weight whispered as her body began to slump and tightened his hold on her. They were little over a meter away from the Emperor.
"Uncle," Aster greeted the man with tired eyes before giving in to her body's demands. Her feelings of happiness, relief, safety, were washed away from her as the tide of unconsciousness consumed her being.
It was time to rest.
[member="Isamu Baelor"]
Escorted by Iron Empire personnel to her uncle, Aster's disheveled hair and attire almost gave her the appearance that was reminiscent of the rabble who lived in the lower levels of Coruscant. Had she been in a better state of mind she would have cleaned herself up before insisting on seeing the man but the kidnapping had taken its toll on her. She wanted - no, needed to be around someone who might give her some sense of comfort and safety after the ordeal.
"Uncle..." she whispered when she the figure of the man and her body which begged for rest began to give in. With each guided step, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier and she became less aware of her surrounding. Warm, salty tears fell from her blue eyes as she began to cry. She was safe now. Everything is going to be ok.
"Princess..." the man who had been supporting her weight whispered as her body began to slump and tightened his hold on her. They were little over a meter away from the Emperor.
"Uncle," Aster greeted the man with tired eyes before giving in to her body's demands. Her feelings of happiness, relief, safety, were washed away from her as the tide of unconsciousness consumed her being.
It was time to rest.
[member="Isamu Baelor"]