"There are items that the senate has not discussed yet that are important to the Alderaan planet!" he shouts. "Alderaan is new to the galactic senate- you yourself have never attended a meeting of the worlds!"

"I am aware and understand that," I reply calmly to the stouchy senate advisor. "There is no need to shout. Do remember that wrap there," I add to one of my assistants, as they pack my things into cases.

"After tomorrow, the next senate session will not be for some time," the advisor added. "You must think of the good of your people!"

"I am quite aware of my people, sir," I tell him as I move towards the door leading from my chambers. "My people are good, and strong, and they will understand and support my decision."

"Well I just don't understand this at all. Nothing in your position can be more important than the meeting at the senate tomorrow!" I hit the button to open the door into the main room of the apartment, frowning at him, angry now. But I refuse to loose my calm.

"I beg to differ sir," I return with a smile. Entering the room, my son runs up to me, and I pick him up into my arms.

"Mama," Christian says. "I'm going home!"

"Yes, darling," I laugh. "We are going home, to Alderaan." I turn to the advisor. "After the recent attack at the party the other night, I feel quite uncomfortable being here with my son."

"That was unrelated as no senator was personally attacked-" I raised my hand and he silenced.

"My close personal assistant will stand for me in the senate meeting tomorrow. All decisions will go to me, as I will conference him from Alderaan throughout the meeting." I set my son to the ground. "This matter is closed. We are returning to Alderaan."