#thank you andor wardrobe department for the best fashion choices

[michelangelo-sky]

Same chapter, I just needed an excuse for a Mon pic spam ;)

…..Leia wants to storm off, to bang the door in frustration, she almost does, but Mon’s hand on her shoulder stops her in her tracks. The Chancellor’s voice softens, as if they were alone, they may as well be, for her next phrase is clearly for her ears only, and it cuts deeper than Leia ever thought possible:

“Sometimes, Leia, the Republic needs to come first. We take what’s left.”

Mon sounds… weary and so endlessly tired, that Leia’s anger evaporates. Oh, make no mistake, she is mad, but not at Mon. Curse the starts, the Force, the Empire and destiny for driving them all into a corner where they have to make choices like this in the first place. The woman in front of her knows full well the acid, sickening taste of disillusionment and the burden of personal sacrifice - her sister, her daughter, her family, friends, safety, love – all these ghosts are going to haunt her forever… Leia briefly wonders if she is looking at her own future reflection…