I woke up against the cold metal of my cell. Still I'm here. Its must be days by now. Nobody has come to see me, nobody has slightly opened the door, nothing.

Only 3 times a day a little bit of food is sent under the door. Its not big enough for me to get my hands through. So instead, I'm patient. I wait with my hands folded in my lap. The energy hand cuffs doing as you'd think.

I tested my patience. They cannot keep me in here forever, they said they had deals they needed to fulfill. I'm being brought somewhere. I can feel it, I know I can escape once we land.

Lucky for me, this wasn't too long after I decided to remain patient and calm. I couldn't even think of Anakin. I just hoped he would be doing what I told him to. Probably not, but I can hope.

Finally the doors are open. My brother and two other pirates enter my cell.

"Have a nice flight?" I asked, smiling up at him. I remained on the floor as they stood tall above me. I then noticed my brothers scars on his neck. I have to admit he must've done some intense fighting in the past.

"Exceptional." He said. Who says that? Already I was annoyed.

"This is your last chance. Join our cause, or suffer the consequences." He squatted down to my eye level.

"What exactly is your cause?" I rolled my eyes.

"Doing what we need to to get paid." He said.

"Sounds like a riveting life." I said, sarcastically. Then just for fun I decided to head butt him. He annoyed me.

"Better than that Jedi life your living. Tell me, do you miss having your emotions? Your freedom to think what you want? To not be known as an individual?" He asked me.

"My duty is far more important than any job you think you have. What I do helps people, I put others before myself, that's a cause. Not what you do." I told him. I genuinely tried to urge him to see the foolishness of his life. "Sometimes other things are more important than our own wants and desires."

"Beautiful speech." He clapped slowly, "Lets take her to our buyer."

The two other pirates pulled me up to my feet, they guided me off the ship. 4 more pirates walked like soldiers behind and in front of me. I truly was a prisoner. By instinct I wanted to elbow my escort in the ribs and begin a fight, but I knew that would get me no where. I don't have my lightsaber or the upper hand.

I saw my lightsaber clipped to my brothers belt. I wanted to reach for it but because of the cuffs it restricted my movement. I stayed trapped in the middle as they guided me through a town market place. I recognized the armor of the soldiers here, they were Zygerrian.

Now I knew what they meant by buyer. I was going to be sold into the Zygerrian slave trade. This was the galaxies largest slave empire. I was shocked. I thought maybe I would be sold to the Sith, or to someone who wanted me dead. Not this.

We approached a large castle. I was being taken to the Queen. I still did not know for what. If she had to approve me or something or if I were being sold directly to her.

"Your highness." My brother addresses her upon entering the hall. All of the pirates boy to the cat-like woman sitting on her high thrown.

"Have you brought me as I asked?" She asks, turning her head to him.

"Indeed, one slave girl, your majesty." He offers me. One of the pirates push me forward.

"Hmm.." She hums, stepping up from her seat and circling me. "Her outfit won't do." Referring to my Jedi battle armor, "A pretty face, not hard to look at at least unlike the last one." she commented, squeezing my cheeks. Testing my tolerance. "Where did you dig up this one? She's... Different. A Jedi?" She raises an eyebrow. My brother stands close to her.

"A Jedi Padawan learner, young but strong. Its wise to have someone like this on your side. This one is loyal, she'll stay much longer than any other girl." He inquires, trying to talk smooth.

"A Padawan? Where is her master? I don't need anyone coming to look for her." She said.

"My lady," he kissed her hand, she wiped it off on her dress, "we would never want to bring war onto your empire. They don't have any idea where we'd taken her."

"I see. Well then, excellent job. On your way out you will be paid your reward. Please do join me for dinner tonight." She dismisses them.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." He winked. Ew. Then they left, leaving me there alone in my cuffs.

"Listen, Jedi, darling. I need a girl as my slave. You must cooperate, or suffer the same consequences as my other slave girls. They didn't like it." She said, it was so kindly toned I was so confused. I decided to comply, as much as I hated to do so if I wanted to survive and find a way out I must.

The next part of this I hated with all of my being. She dressed me in the most skimpy of outfits, something I was not comfortable with. The light blue number covered my breasts, then in the middle ran a thin strip down my belly to cover my bikini line as well as up and around my neck. Gold plates held the side and middle of my bottoms that rested on my thigh. Gold arm bands that twisted around my arms and gold sandals that ran up my shins matched. A gold chain accessory dangled along my hair as well with little blue gems as well.

(Above is the outfit inspo, although not exactly the same, very similar)

I can't believe this is something I will have to wear day to day. I was forced to wait on her every whim. If she needed water she needed it then. If a peasant were bothering her I would need to force push him away. She loved that about me.

She would talk to me of politics, of safety, of business, of being a respected woman in business and as a slave. Teach me things. We would stand on the balcony and she would talk to me as I served her. Although most of it disgusted me some of it I respected. It surely could've been worse for me if I had gotten a king or any other slimy man.

Speaking of slimy men, at dinner I had the pleasure of joining the queen to dinner with other men. Including my brother and his men. I was there to serve them.

I would lean over to give a man a drink and my butt was slapped. I grabbed the mans hand, and twisted it. I might've broken it. This bum did not belong to him. I made that clear.

"(Y/N)!" The Queen scorned me. "Let the guests alone." She gave me wild eyes. I looked at her incredulously. Surely she cannot seriously be allowing men to touch her property?

Property. That's what I was now. That night as I laid in this uncomfortable get up, alone against the only thing I was given as a bed, a window seat in the palace common room, that's what I was there to think about. My brother had won this fight, I thought. Again I was a failure and I did everything right. Patience. Trust in my force.

No. I will not count this as a failure yet. I will not lose hope. I can only imagine what this must've been like for Anakin to go through. He went through years of being brought to his knees as a slave to someone else. People failed to see him as an individual.

If I am lucky enough to be blessed to have him back in my arms, I will give him this feeling of being an individual if with anyone it must be with me. That he's a person and not just the chosen one, not a slave, that he's a beautiful human being that I love. I want him to know-

click, click

I turned over to face the large window out of the palace and to the balcony. I was met with a familiar face. The long hair and armor that stood on the other side with his hands to the window. I couldn't believe he had come here of all places.