10 The Queens Meddler (1/2)
”What did you mean by his Master? A consciousness that is inside of his body that isn't his own?” Padme was curious, she didn't want to be left in the dark. Especially since this man in her service was unnaturally informed.
Valad expected this questions and simply looked at her with his classic little blank smile. ”You'll see in time. Just trust me. Everything will go as planned.” He dismissed her curiosity and fear of being left in the dark.
Though little did she know that he was going to allow her people to starve, though he wasn't going to allow them to die in vain. They weren't going to die, he was going to help them fight back. All he needed was Qui Gon Jin and Obiwan Kenobi. He could even make use of Anakin Skywalker as well.
However there was also other things on his mind. There were other people he could talk to. He could even inform the whereabouts of the Jedi Master who was stuck on a planet controlled by Warlords.
Though he wanted to get his hands on Assajj Ventress instead of the Jedi getting her. Tapping his lips, he would walk over to the seat beside Padme and sit down casually.
”I can always have your ship confiscated.” The girl beside him threatened, though it was an empty threat. She wouldn't. She just wanted him to talk and tell her what he knew so that she could use his knowledge to protect her people. That was the typical maneuver.
Shaking his head slightly, he looked over at her with a blank look now. The smile was gone and it seemed like he was looking her over. Sizing her up, undressing her with his eyes.
Her body began to flush over with a tingling sensation. It was a mix of emotions, especially from he way he was looking at her. She was disappointed, embarrassed and stressed, despite being able to hang tightly to her determination, he was making her angry. Yet anything she thought of to sway him initially was turned down.
Attempts to threaten him would be nothing, they were moot in this kind of situation. He had interest in her from what she could tell, but didn't know how far that interest extended. Was it sexual? Romantic? Did he just want to use her to further his own goals? This honor bond she had spoken of was beginning to be far from the truth the more she saw through him.
Why did he make this call in front of her? However she couldn't get a steady thought of why. She couldn't plot against him, thoughts like those seemed to vanish like they were tossed into an incinerator.
Her head began to hurt. Leaning forward she held her temples in her palm and cast her sight to the floor. ”Why did you show me that, Valad?” Padme asked in a hushed tone, biting into her lower lip softly.
”To show you who your enemy is. The backer of the previous King, and also the murderer of the Previous King.” Valad said with a fully confident tone as he leaned back, relaxing in his chair.