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Nesla

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Character: My baby Smuggler Nessla 

I got too many characters >< I need to make a character post sometime... Just to keep track.

Nesla is the daughter of Vassel, my SI :) Vassel had sex with a twi'lek on Alderaan, got pregnant, (that 'story' is here) then dropped Nesla off at his doorstep. No strings attached.

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“Please sweetheart, try to look at it from my point of view”

“What? That I’m suddenly not good enough to be your daughter anymore father?” Nesla bit back. Not caring that her voice echoed in the grand hall, probably audible throughout the palace.

“Nesla, calm yourself and we’ll speak about this in private later” He answered in a hushed voice, his hand at her shoulder.

“Why? Let them all hear!” Nesla pushed his hand away. “You know who told me you were getting married? One of the maids!” she would have cried but she was too angry. Her father let his hand drop and sighed. How she hated him then, when was the last time he had hugged her and told her he loved her? Had he ever?

“She is a human woman of a higher class than us. This marriage will help me steady my position-” he was interrupted by a group of servants crossing the room, eyeing the pair curious eyes. He continued in a whisper.

“Nesla you know how hard I worked to get to this position. It isn’t easy being a twi’lek amongst Alderaans' nobility… Especially with a bastard child in tow”.

Nesla closed her eyes, biting back her fury.

“Why don’t you just come out and say it father? You don’t want me, you never wanted me in the first place”.

His silence was enough.