#chapter 16 fix it

[thestarvingwriter]

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Chapter Summary:  She was pale, with dark hair and red lips. Her small frame was hidden by heavy robes of crimson and delicate gold, her hair braided elegantly down her back. Upon first glance, it was visibly clear to Din that this woman was a senator.  

But the way she carried herself—shoulders back, chin raised, arm steady—was more akin to a fierce warrior than that of a politician. There was a glint in her dark eyes, one that spoke of promised violence should he make the wrong move.

Beside him, Ahsoka breathed, “Padmé?”