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The Once and Future Queen

X'Svante

The Fugitive Slave
"I can sense what you are and what you are not. Can you not sense it within me as well ?" He answered her question with another question as he slowly paused in his tracks turning around. He had no time to play riddle games however but remaining polite was a feature of him as well. "People are too focused on what is happening right now. I focus on the bigger picture. I see what happens behind the holoscreens and I aim to do something about that. A person jumping from roof tops and landing here suddenly is not something I approve of. " And he was sure many others wouldn't aprove of that either. "So that is why I responded where others might not have. Besides it is a day for celebration so no one wants to think about bad things." The blind man shrugged slowly. "Though I am not here for idle chit chat I'm afraid. If you were near the explosion why would you leave ? I seek a way to get inside the palace and offer my services to anyone inside, for there is more on the horizon."

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X'Svante

The Fugitive Slave
"I am no criminal so I will not do anything illegal. I will try and request an audience if I must." X'svante examined the palace once more plucking his chin and running his fingers along the marks on his arm. He was too heavily armored for a servant plus they probably knew everyone that worked there. A slave would do very little on a planet like this so that was no option either. The male sighed once more turning to the female next to him. "So you're just as stuck here then hmm ? " The man growled softly folding his arms against his chest with an annoyed sigh. "Well then. Time to do something about that." He turned to the direction of the palace again approaching it. He had to find some way inside. Hmph with his current train of thought he did feel a little like a criminal.

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X'Svante

The Fugitive Slave
"Simple, I request an audience and will try and covince the guards that it is of great importance. And if not I hope for the best for I am merely one man trying to do good. I cannot persuade an entire group of people to see it my way. I am not that charismatic or persuasive." The blind man frowned as he turned his head noticing she was still following him. He saw no harm in it for now. But the moment she was deemed a threat he would deal with her accordingly. "Excuse me guards. I have details on a possible culprit for your issue. However I will not share this information with anyone for there might be Rats everywhere." X'Svante smiled at the guard who took a few steps back wandering off to confirm possibility.

In the meantime he turned his attention to the female following him. "Might I know your name if you're going to be following me around ? "

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[member="Feena Mason"]
 
The Eternal Queen
Lady Mason opened her mouth to respond, when her aid stepped up to her office doorway. The young woman looked horrified at the state of her office. Obviously she had only just heard of the attempt on the Lady's life.

"Marea? Oh, good of you to join us," The Lady said offering the young woman a smile as she leaned over to pour tea for each of her guests, "You look distressed. Have a seat."

The young woman didn't move. She stood with her mouth hanging open. Voting had closed an hour ago. The results had been tallied.

"Your Majesty," she murmured at last, sweeping into a low bow.

It took less than thirty seconds for Feenarah to understand what this meant. In all the excitement of nearly being assassinated, and having stranger after stranger break into the palace, she had nearly forgotten about the election. Nearly, but not quite.

Wordlessly, the new Queen set the tea pot down and stood up. In moments, the results would be announced. In moments, she would step out as a Queen and address her people. Did she look like a Queen? She didn't think so. She still looked like Feenarah, Lady and Praetor of Naboo. This was the beginning of a new life for her.
And she didn't feel different at all.
 
Romeo wasn't sure what was happening first.
-More assassins?-
Then it hit him. She was about to be Queen in a very short moment, and be someone more important than anyone else Romeo had ever met...or saved.
"My Lady, shall I depart, or do you still wish my company?" He titled his head in a questioning way.
-Now she's Queen, a lot more attempts are going to be made on her life..-
He grimaced, now he wanted to stay, stay by her side, and protect her life with his. It felt like a calling almost, like he had finally found his true path, but that didn't mean she would allow such a thing.
-At this moment, I'm just a no body.-
[member="Feena Mason"]
 
The Eternal Queen
Feena started to the door... or she would have headed to the door if it was still there. She was going to need to have it replaced. Or did she? She was Queen now, or soon to be, anyway. Well, that was something to be worried about later.

Marea followed, looking behind to correct the boy.
"Not 'My Lady' anymore. You must call her 'Your Majesty' now-"

"Marea, enough. He did not know. It is still early. Boy-" she called, stopping in the doorway, "Follow."

With that last order, she swept from the room, long royal blue robes trailing after her.

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He was puzzled, but followed after her highness.
-Here's where my public execution comes in.-
"Yes your..Highness." he was pretty sure that was the correct term. He was not at all sure what was going on.
-Maybe she's gonna push me off a ledge...oh...that's...kinda funny actually.-he thought to himself.
"I'm not a boy either your Highness....I have a name." He probably should have introduced himself before hand.
[member="Feena Mason"] [member="Knight"]
 
The Eternal Queen
"Then whatever your name is, Follow. My Guards are missing or worse. I need a substitute. You shall do."

She walked. She was greeted on her way out onto the balcony. She was given the official news. She didn't know where her husband was, but she was certain he was aware of the news already. Her daughters too. They would be standing, waiting to hear her.

"Marea, my daughters. Bring them," she ordered, and her young assistant bowed and disappeared, looking to take care of the new Queens family as best she could.

Adjusting her headdress and straightening her robes one more time, she waited for the announcement to be made.
Something flickered in her mind. A memory long since buried. Silky black hair, brilliant eyes. A baby. A boy.
No.

She quickly buried the unwanted vision, then stepped out onto the balcony. This was not the time to lose herself.

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He sighed inside his mind, and followed her.
-Kids? I must be extra vigilant.- he thought watching every corner, every shadow, and every face he saw.
-I dare anyone to try something.-
Children were something he gave his full attention towards. He put the mask back on, not wanting anyone to know who he was, his face was widely known by some people that weren't exactly what he was. He had odd friends.
"My Queen," -Why MY Queen?- ", I could do better than your guard...maybe...you could employ me?" -That's why MY Queen..-
"I wish to serve you." He said as they made their way to the balcony or whatever it was.
-That's what I want...to serve this woman, till I die. This is my calling.- he thought to himself.
He laid his hand on his lightsaber as he walked side by side with the Queen. He turned his head to look behind them.
-No ones following that shouldn't be. Good.-

"Please, allow me this honor..Queen of Nabo."
-Am I begging? I am..-
He had been searching for what he was meant for, this was it, the force reckoned him to do this." [member="Feena Mason"] [member="Knight"] [member="Keter"]
 

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Graxin was...distraught. A flurry of emotions had exploded up from the gathering, and it seemed that some danger had come and passed. It really didn't matter to him. The now-named-Jedi-Knight advanced slowly toward Feena's chambers. There were guards, of course. Well trained soldiers who would have overpowered him if more than two came to put him down. It only took a bit of mental persuasion and a flash of a security card to find himself through the doors.

He approached from behind the balcony [member="Feena Mason"] resided in. His hands were shoved into his pockets, and his ebony robe hugged tight to his form. A hood was drawn over his head, and his features just barely showed under the shadows. What could be seen, was that of someone robbed of is years. The battle with Vulcanus had taken some of his vitality, but he still appeared young. There was just something haggard about him.

He strode into the room; paying heed to no one other than the woman. He remained silent as he stared at the woman, and the guards began to stare at him suspiciously. Graxin winced under their gaze, and gave the slightest notion through the force; a tiny pinprick that he existed, and would be here when Feena finished her speech.
 
The Eternal Queen
The closer Graxin got, the more panicked the new Queen felt. In some deep dark corner of her mind, she knew. She knew he was here. Knew he was close. But she refused to admit it. Refused to let herself know who he was. It was so hard keeping that nagging guilt down, so hard to keep the memory of him at arms length. He'd been so small... She didn't want to know who he was now.
Or did she?

She stepped up to the edge of the balcony, looked out over her supporters, her people. They all knew now. She was met with cheers.
That, more than anything was the most unnerving thing. She was supposed to smile. She was supposed to feel so happy. But how could she? She was not used to this. She wasn't used to being celebrated. How could she be? How could she ever expect it? She wasn't in this for the publicity. She wasn't in this for her own vanity.
How could she serve her people with all this... distraction?

She held up a hand. Waited. The noise died down. Finally. Feena could think.

"People of Naboo," she spoke at last, voice gentle but firm, "Friends, Family. On this day, you the people, have chosen. Choice. It is what makes Naboo the jewel of the Protectorate. The ability to chose, the freedom to decide. Be proud."

She paused a moment. That itch in the back of her mind was making it difficult to concentrate. Someone was near. Very near. And she needed to take her medicine. She forgot to do that.

"There is no greater honor than to be chosen to serve this great world. My home. Your home. A Queen is nothing, if not a servant to her people. And from this day, for as long as you want me, Naboo, I am yours."

She went silent now. The crowd was silent. It was a short speech. Feena was not ever one to dwell in the spotlight. Never one to drag things out.

She stood straight and proud, gazing out at the streets of Theed, at the sea of people. Her people. No. She was theirs. She belonged to them now. Each and every one of them.

She did something... unexpected then. She bent at the waist, bowing low. She kept her eyes to the ground. Even above the crowd, the tall woman somehow managed to make herself small, humble. And that was how she stayed until the crowd one by one did the same. It started slow at first, just a small drop in the sea of people. But like a drop in the ocean, a wave passed through. Small, then bigger and bigger, until those who chose to hear her out, were bent with her.

The new Queen dared to look up after a moment. They had not cheered for her speech, but the silence was deafening all the same. She stood above an ocean of Naboo citizens, all bent for the Queen who had bowed first.

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Romeo could feel the Jedi etching closer, and could feel the Queen's distress rising. He held his arm outdated blocking the JedI before he could step onto the balcony. He leaned inward so he could whisper to him. "Please wait till the Queen is finished." He asked respectfully.
-Does this man mean harm to her Highness?" He stood straighten, and removed his arm.
He didn't know why this man was, or why he was here. He really didn't care, his job was being the Queen's bodyguard, and so he would fulfil her request.
-He is Jedi, he's gonna think I'm Sith.-
He released into the force that he meant no ill will to the Queen or to the Jedi, nor did he have an quarrel with him. He hoped the man would understand.
The Queen was beginning her speech, and he was reminded why he admired, and wanted to protect the Queen.
-She's what the galaxy needs.-
Then she bowed. She humbled herself to the people of Naboo. It was amazing, and Romeo bowed in respect as the people joined her.
-Its their choice to humble themselves back My Queen.- he thought.
[member="Feena Mason"] [member="Graxin Rade"]
 
Assassination's. Always hired for assassination. It was Shargon's best area of skill since he came from legends. The known Galaxy knew very little of his kind and he was One of four hundred that left his home. Filar-Nitzans the Cloud demons. Atleast that was the legend of his race, Shargon liked Shadowman instead since his gaseous body was black like deep space. Only other color to be seen was Red eyes which he could control the brightness from which they glew. He wore a cloak of Brown, it was baggy very baggy hiding his gaseous body and face from the crowds. In his cloak he held 2 Light Daggers poised to fatal degrees. Guards were everywhere but this mattered little to him. How can you catch a ghost Shargon thought to himself. Shagons body gave off no heat and was very hard to detect by other means. Guards scanning the area couldnt do much about metals on folk, almost every crowd person had a type of sharp metal on them as a Style for Naboo. Being cloaked made him look odd but he wasn't the only one in the crowd wearing one.

Apon seeing the Queen bow done with he speech he smirked seeing how no one clapped for her. The Silence would break when Shargon leaped in the open air allowing his gasous body to lift him slightly higher by removing his cloak, now a 5'8 shadow that faded in and out was above the crowd. One dagger from Shargon flew to the left of the Balcony, But Shargon was not a rookie he knew the dagger was light enough to be carried to the target by the slight breeze. Shargon predicted the dagger would be a minor wound by a slight scratch or cut depending on the Queens movments, But it was the poison that would slowly end her if impacted. There was a risk of her being healed quickly but Shargon knew this and took it. The Guards hesistated a first seeing a big shadow above the crowd but quickly started to move in on Shargon. Guards pushing crowd people out the way they quickly ran to Shargon and would be in his location sortly.

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[member="Feena Mason"]
[member="Graxin Rade"]
 
Romeo lifted his head in the sense of danger, he looked up, and noticed the large shadow above the crowd.
-What the..-
He had to move quickly, there was a dagger heading towards the balcony.
-Forgive my intrusion My Queen.-
He thought as he hopped over the Queen, flipping over onto the balcony ridge, using the force to catch the dagger in mid flight.
"Jedi, take the Queen to safety!"
He barker out, putting blind faith into him even though he didn't know who he was.
-Looks...like a shadow.-
He ignited his red blade, holding it backwards, and behind him. He commanded the force to send the dagger back to the assassin. He threw it extreme speed, it was quite light, dodging it would take some amazing reflexes.
The crowd began to disperse from the courtyard of the palace, screaming, and crying.
"Guards! Fire on that..Shadow!" He commanded the guards in the crowd. They lifted their weapons, taking aim, and began to fire at the shadow.
There was a good twenty guards all firing at the thing, and Romeo had never seen one of these before. "Take the Queen back into the Palace Master Jedi."
He assumed he was a master, and he wasn't trying to be a jerk, he was just doing his job.
-I doubt I can bring this thing into compliance.-
He snapped his free hand, and fire hailed from his hand. He tossed a fire ball at the shadow, then another, and graced himself for what may happen next.
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