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Vader bore an odd sense of fondness for the Princess, though he was loathe to admit it. Such stubbornness as that which she had demonstrated under his duress would be admirable, if it was swayed to the benefit of the Empire. Even resolute traitors, those who stood firm in the refuge of their ideals, could be pushed.
Her fall was orchestrated by Tarkin-- standing over her, threatening her precious people. That was when-- he, in her shadow-- saw her touch the Force and grasp the Governor’s throat.
The eyes which once were colored a steady and unwavering brown burned yellow.