a quick sketch of lia from tc&tf. i haven’t really done anything art-related in ages, but lia’s an absolute darling and i want to hug her so bad, so how could i not try my hand at drawing this adorable princess?
It took me a long time to gather enough courage to post this piece of fanfiction. (Super thanks to everyone who reached me inbox and encouraged me to share more on them, you give me strength! Also English is not my first language, so please, please, be gentle. It’ll improve over time and tips are greatly appreciated (inbox, pls, so I can find it easily! xD)
This is set after the Umbara’s betrayal.
Aaaaaaaaa here goes nothing.
The moon was high on the Odessen’s sky, its light bathing the Commander’s quarters. The Commander was sitting sleepless on her bed, her mind light years away from their base planet.
It had been a rough day and she had a lot to think about, but first things first. “There is no emotion, there’s peace.”, it was all she managed to mumble between her recollections, trying to make sense of Theron’s words as he betrayed everything they fought for. The Code often eased her mind and gave her the clarity she needed to keep control over her actions, and now she needed to keep it cool more than ever. It wasn’t just an ideology conflict between friends, not when he left her in such a fragile position as the leader of the Alliance.
Her thoughts were disrupted by the sound of the door opening, only one person could be visiting her at this hour.
“How’s it?”, Lia’s voice echoed in the room, the figure by the door entered the room, closing the door behind her.
“Nothing on Satele’s location. The bright side is that everyone is backing you up. I never thought I’d see the day a merciful leader was going to have such a successful campaign. I got to admit that this is truly remarkable, people look up to you, I look up to you. More the reason that miserable son of a je- worm will pay dearly for putting you in danger.” Lana had to get used to the thought of Jedi not being an insult, Lia appreciated her trying. She also had been working non-stop after all intel she could gather on Theron.
“Lana, my love, I meant the wound from him shooting you.” Lia’s voice was peaceful as usual, but her frown didn’t leave her face.
“It was nothing.”
“At least let me take a look later.
”Lana sat next to her, curled up on her back, burrowed herself on her hair. It usually soothed her.
“I still can’t believe I wasn’t able to see through him… What if something happened to you? I’d never be able to forgive myself.”
“Well, for all that it’s worth I’d forgive you.”
“I can’t stay mad when you look at me like this. I love you.”