In a galaxy, far, far away, there was a little girl, living with her older sister, living the royalty life every girl would always dream of. Being the little sister of Padme Amidala wasn't always easy, being a princess wasn't always easy. But after...
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THE GALAXY WAS dark as it usually was, the occasional ships riding by in the air as eyes stared out the windows and at the bright stars evident in the dark galaxy, the several planets decorating the dark space all around as the civilians on the said planets walked around and lived their lives, having no idea what was going on with the queen and the princess of Naboo and how they had to leave their home with two Jedi's, one of them being a Padawan. When the ship with the queen, princess, handmaidens, guard, the Jedi's and others had left Naboo, there had been a bit of turbulence since they had been attacked, killing one of the engines but a certain droid had been able to fix it without being destroyed.
At the moment, Y/n found herself standing beside the seat Sabe could be seen sitting on, the handmaidens and Padme behind them. Sabe's slightly bigger hand was in Y/n's smaller one as they looked at the droid that saved them all in front of them, Captain Panaka standing beside it while the Jedi Master and his Padawan stood off to the side, watching the whole ordeal. Both Sabe and Y/n still had the makeup on their faces, showing that they were the 'queen' and the princess of Naboo and that they could possibly not recognize them without the makeup.
"An extremely well-put-together little droid, Your Highness. Without a doubt, it saved the ship, as well as our lives." Captain Panaka informs.
"It is to be commended. What is it's number?" Sabe questions.
"R2-D2, Your Highness." Captain Panaka reads from the droid.
Y/n walks over to the droid, softly putting her small hand on the top of the droid. "Thank you, R2-D2."
"Padme." Sabe calls out, to which the brunette walks forward and stops beside her sister. "Clean this droid up as best you can. It deserves our gratitude. Continue, Captain."
Qui-Gon steps forward when the captain looked at him. "Your Highness, with your permission, we're heading for a remote planet called Tatooine. It's in a system far beyond the reach of the Trade Federation."
"I do not agree with the Jedi on this." Captain Panaka admits.
"You must trust my judgment, Your Highness." Qui-Gon insists.
After a moment of silence, the 'queen' of Naboo agreed with the Jedi that they'd go to the planet called Tatooine, hoping they'd be alright there. After getting the permission of Sabe, Y/n held Padme's hand as they ventured out of the room and into another part of the ship. It was hard to act as if the 'handmaiden' she was with wasn't her sister, but she knew she had to respect her sister's wishes.
As Padme was knelt on her knees, cleaning R2-D2 as his beeps echoed throughout the room, Y/n was swinging her legs back and forth while she stood on a stool beside her sister, her squeaky voice speaking with the droid. Even if it was a droid and it didn't have any feelings or couldn't speak, Y/n found herself fond of speaking to R2-D2. She had spoken to many other droids who could actually speak back on Naboo, and they were all so polite and kind to her, she was fond of them.
