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Fighting Dragons With You (Pt 1)

Part Two / Words: 1972 Cast of Characters: Young!Leia, Obi Wan Kenobi Summary: Reader is a former Jedi and friend to both Padmé Amidala & Anakin Skywalker. Following the death of Padmé, when it’s decided that twins Luke and Leia must be separated for their own safety, Obi Wan accompanies Like to Tatooine while Reader accompanied Leia to Alderaan. For the past decade Reader has been watching over the young princess disguised as a governess. Until something happens to put the two Jedi on a collision course with each other once again.

“Princess, don’t you think it’s time to come down from there?” You asked the ten-year-old who had effortlessly perched herself high in one of the trees near the edge of the palace grounds.

You didn’t ask how the princess managed to climb so high so quickly. You didn’t ask how she always seemed to know when to give into the whims of the adults around her and when press her luck. You didn’t ask because you knew the answer. Leia Organa was not just the crown princess of Alderaan. Someday, force willing, she would grow to be a great Jedi and a respected diplomat.

“Wouldn’t you much rather come up here?” Leia suggested. A playful whirl escaped the small droid hovered next to the princess’ head. LO-LA59, or Lola as she’d been nicknamed, was the closest companion the young girl had. A simple toy compared to complex inner workings of something like a pilot droid, but Lola would play games with Leia or could help perform simple tasks. She was good to have around.

Lola flapped the two panels on the back of her disk-shaped enclosure, waiting patiently for you to join the two of them in the tree. It wouldn’t be out of the ordinary for you to clamber up there and occupy a branch of your own. You’d been found up a tree on more than one occasion by each of Leia’s parents as it was usually the best way to get what you wanted in return from the princess. A little tit-for-tat exchange in hopes that some of your lessons may be taken in by your spirited young charge.

You’d become the governess of the Organa household a decade ago, on the exact day that Leia had been born. It was hard to believe ten years had passed already, everything had happened so quickly at first. Documents were forged. Transport ships and royal escorts were rushed from Coruscant to bring you both to your new home, Alderaan. Given the choice of planets for your exile, and you certainly hadn’t been given one, Alderaan truly wasn’t a bad one to end up on.

Free of any major or organized crime, the planet was practically Utopian. Off worlders were asked to check their weapons at the spaceport and despite the very recent ending of the Clone Wars, Alderaan was prosperous, thriving. Perhaps that was why no one had questioned where or how the Organas had been able to adopt a baby so quickly. Why no one had prodded too much into the paperwork claiming you to be a highly valued educator from Coruscant.

Settling into your new life hadn’t been easy. You hardly slept that first month, and even now you awoke with a start at the smallest creak of a floor panel. Long gone were the nights of deep meditative sleep you’d grown accustomed to at the temple. Alderaan may have been where you lived but it wasn’t your home. You’d leave, someday, when the time was right. For now, you had to do your part. So you squared your shoulders, inhaled a deep breath, and looked up at the princess and her hovering pet.

“Of course.” You agreed with her. “I’d like nothing more than to swing about from the trees with you Princess, but your parents are expecting us.”

“Just one more [Y/N], please?” Leia cast her eyes to the sky. She was watching the ships as they entered or exited the planet’s atmosphere. The expression on her face was too familiar for you to protest. It sent a pang of nostalgia right through you. While Bail had always been polite enough to feign a shared interest in ships for his daughter’s sake, she’d never know that her birth father had been one of the greatest pilots the galaxy had ever seen.

“A Tri-wing!” Leia remarked with excitement, pulling you out of your thoughts. “That’s a new one.” She looked down, hoping to steal more time away, but she knew her time was up. Sighing greatly, the princess working her way down from her perch. “It’s not like anyone would miss me if I wasn’t there.”

Despite her protests, Leia tried to behave the rest of the afternoon. You barely managed to get her changed and dressed properly before her mother’s family arrived from off world. Leia skidded to a halt alongside Bail and Breha just as the visiting transport arrived. She smiled her broadest smile and greeted her older cousin, Niano politely. He snubbed her, acting as if she weren’t there. To her credit, the future politician lifted her chin high appearing unbothered.

As always, you accompanied the royal family throughout their day. Most of which progressed without incident. Leia had been particularly impressive having made it several hours without even an attempt to sneak off. There was a reception celebrating the arrival of the foreign guests. At the reception, you and Leia once again found yourselves standing near her cousin. Things came to a head when Leia thanked a droid for bringing her a drink.

“You don’t need manners when you’re talking to a lower life form.” Niano balked at her.

“Then I guess I don’t need manners when I’m taking to you.” Leia commented back. You thanked the force that you hadn’t started to sip form your own drink yet, as you bit down on your lower lip, holding back a smile. Her tone had been so matter-of-fact and unbothered as if there were no other response to what her cousin had just said. Then again it hit you. For just a moment she wasn’t ten-year-old Leia Organa, but fourteen-year-old Queen Amidala.

“You know what the difference is between you and me, cousin?” Niano questioned, already a bite to his tone. “I know things. You know my father says they never let you leave this planet. They don’t want anybody to know about you because you’re not one of us. You’re not even a real Organa.”

The word “real” had struck a nerve with you. What did this little son of a bantha know? His parents were egotistical, classist…You had to stop yourself mid-mental insult because Bail was staring you down across the room in a way you’d come to recognize as “Do something about her.” You hadn’t been listening to whatever insults Leia had thrown back at Niano, only catching her last words.

“I may not have seen much, cousin, but I can see that.” She turned away from him, reaching for her cup.

“Princess, perhaps we should get some fresh air?” You suggested firmly.

“I’m not sure why I’m in trouble.” Leia pouted once the two of you were alone together walking outside. “You heard him, [Y/N]. He was being horrible!”

“Leia,” You sighed. Perhaps this is why you hadn’t been granted a Padawan learner of your own before. You’d never been one for grand speeches or following the rules. It was why you’d gotten along with her parents so well. You missed them both terribly. Rather than searching for words of wisdom from a Jedi Master, you tried to think of what Anakin or Padma might say to their daughter if they were there instead of you.

“You’re not going to like everyone you meet. Most days you don’t like me very much.” You said. “But we always find a way to work things out together.”

“That’s different.” She insisted. “You’re my teacher. You’re trying to teach me stuff.”

“Well, maybe this is just a different kind of lesson.” You suggested. “I’m not always going to be here to teach you things Leia. And there are a lot more people in the Galaxy like your cousin than there are people like me.”

“Is this the part where you tell me I have to apologize to him?” Leia asked.

“I think this is the part where I remind you that someday you’re going to rule this planet.” You turned to look at the city of Aldera, Alderaan’s capital, which was visible from the Royal Palace of Alderaan. “And although your mother, your father, and I can try to guide you, only you can decide what kind of leader you want to be.”

“I’ll apologize.” She mumbled. “But do we have to go back right away?” Leia’s eyes looked away from Aldera to the tree line just a few yards away. You smiled.

“Alright. Ten minutes. But in that time, you’d better draft the best apology Alderaan’s heard in a hundred years.” Leia had taken off towards the woods the second you’d give her permission. Not one to waste time, she’d darted off before you could follow. “You forgot rule number one!” You called after her, stepping into the woods. “Always stay where I can…”

Your blood turned to ice in your veins. You didn’t recognize the faces of the three beings before you, but from their attire and equipment you knew what their occupation was. Bounty Hunters. Someone had sent them to kidnap the Princess. Bounty Hunters wasn’t great news, but it did mean they weren’t here for you. They didn’t know about the potential power that Leia possessed or that you yourself were a fully trained Jedi Knight.

On reflex your dominant hand reached for a lightsaber that wasn’t there. You hadn’t worn the saber in a decade. You didn’t even know where it was. It had been given to Bail for safe keeping and was buried somewhere off the record. Still, Bounty Hunters could be reasoned with, paid off. While Leia squirmed in the arms of the green skinned Bounty Hunter, you tried to discern which of the remaining two was the leader.

“It’s been some time since we’ve had members of the guild on Alderaan.” You remarked. Trying to keep the conversation casual. “I’m not sure who’s sent you, but I can assure you taking this child would be a mistake. Why don’t you let her go and…”

“This doesn’t need to concern you.” One Bounty Hunter interrupted. He was wearing an orange and red dyed tuning with black trousers and a long black coat. He pointed his oversized blaster at you. You absently wondered how he managed to smuggle that on world. “I’m guessing you work up at the palace. Big place like that might not notice one less employee.”

“No need to be so hostile.” You assured the leader, holding your hands up to show them you were unarmed. “I was merely suggesting you allow me to escort you inside to the palace where I’m sure my employers would happily pay you double what you’ve been offered. Maybe even triple.”

“Why should we believe you?” The third Bounty Hunter asked. “You think we’re just gonna walk into a trap?”

“I understand your hesitation. I suppose if I were you it would seem like a trap. How about this then, if it’s a ransom you’re after, take me instead.” You offered. “I’ve been under the Organa’s employ for years. I’m a member of the inner circle. They would pay heavily for my safe return.”

The three Bounty Hunters exchanged glances. You were genuine in your offer; you’d allow them to take you if it meant Leia got away freely. You’d deal with the minor detail of escaping afterwards. What you said had been true enough, you were a member of the Organa’s close household, but you doubted Breha or Bail would pay any sort of ransom for your safe return. Especially after you’d failed your one and only task, keep Leia safe.

“Alright.” The Lead hunter nodded at the third who stepped forward to bind your wrist. As you heard the click of the binders locking your wrist together, the Leader continued. “We’ll take you both.” You didn’t have time to argue as the stock end of his blaster connected with the back of your head, rendering you unconscious.

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