The Eternal Queen
Naboo- Theed
Election day
Feena was waiting. Only two hours left. Her family was watching the numbers, but Feena was not. She didn't want to know. Didn't want expectations. She would either win, or she wouldn't. She would be Queen, or she would try again in four years.
She paced her office, stopping now and again to look outside her window. If she won, she would head out to make her acceptance speech. If not, then she would also go out to congratulate her opponent. Either way, she would have to speak to her people.
Her campaign manager seemed to think she had a good chance. Her approval numbers were high, much higher than her opponent. For now, at least. That was at last check. Things could change in an instant. Druckenwell was a horrible reminder of that every day.
Election day
Feena was waiting. Only two hours left. Her family was watching the numbers, but Feena was not. She didn't want to know. Didn't want expectations. She would either win, or she wouldn't. She would be Queen, or she would try again in four years.
She paced her office, stopping now and again to look outside her window. If she won, she would head out to make her acceptance speech. If not, then she would also go out to congratulate her opponent. Either way, she would have to speak to her people.
Her campaign manager seemed to think she had a good chance. Her approval numbers were high, much higher than her opponent. For now, at least. That was at last check. Things could change in an instant. Druckenwell was a horrible reminder of that every day.