Once Masters Horn and Sebatyne had finished pulling the robe over her shoulders, Leia looked up into her brother's eyes. He smiled at her, dropping the hood over her head. "I'm proud of you, little sis," he told her.
"I know," she was quick to beam back. "I'm your little sister. You should always be proud of me."
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Star Wars: A Long Drabble Ago
ФанфикI thought I'd try my hand at one-shots, so here is my own book of them! Mostly Han/Leia and EU-based. Feel free to recommend a moment to drabble. I may or may not use it.
