When Vader had left the cloak with her it had meant nothing, just a piece of clothing that she threw aside, sickened by the thought of it. That was until the following night. The following night was when Padme's nightmares began. Night after night she found no relief, always haunted by the black haired man's touch… That was until she remembered Vader's cloak, her savior's cloak. She had put the clothing on and received immediate relief. From that night on she had slept with the cloak allowing it to chase way her nightmare, saving her even in her dreams.
Padme slide the cloak onto her body and felt the relief that she so craved. As soon as the fabric touched her skin it rid her body of the touch of the monster. Padme brought the fabric to her nose and breathed in the sweet scent, the scent that she had learned to love after all those months of sleeping with the material. It seemed silly to Padme, to love something that Vader owned, but in her mind it wasn't Vader's. It was her savior's. That was the only way she could live with it.
3PO soon returned with Padme's meal and thankfully, did not notice the large piece of clothing that engulfed the young senator. He just politely gave her the meal before leaving to allow her to become comfortable, but Padme did not need anymore comfort. Even in Vader's establishments, his cloak was all she needed.
51st Empire Military Base – Coruscant
It had been three weeks since Vader had seen the senator that was now residing within his establishments. He had not avoided the young girl intentionally, but he was not angered that events occurred to keep them apart. Over the past three weeks, Vader had found himself hard at work at one of the many military bases that was located on Coruscant. Of course, he had returned home after long nights of inflicting torture and creating order, but never did he go see her. Why would he? He had other methods that he could use besides visually inspecting her. Besides, he welcomed the idea of not having to look upon her. As long as he knew that she still remained locked within her four walls, he did not care about anything else.
Vader knew his Master was not pleased with his lack of progress with his mission involving the senator, but Vader's priorities were different than those of his Master's. He didn't have time to deal with a young senator that would not give up any information; at least, not when he had four rebellion spies that would be more than willing to give up Rebellion information with only a little… persuasion. The Senator was stubborn, the spies were not. They were simple and easily cracked. In fact, there were many reasons for investigating the spies instead of the Senator. However, even though Vader believed he had made the right choice, he knew that his Master would feel otherwise.
When the day came to an end, Vader knew he could not defer his Master any longer. Vader prepared himself for his Master's rage; he knew that the Emperor would not be pleased with him. Even though Vader had done nothing wrong, the Empire's military was much more important than a silly little girl.
After Vader locked all his negative thoughts of Darth Sidious away, he dropped to a knee in the middle of his personal office of the military base before he accepted the transmission from his Master. Instantly, the image of his displeased Master formed in front of him.
"What is thy bidding, my Master?" Vader asked, with a slight bow of his head.
"Lord Vader." Palpatine snarled disapprovingly, "You have kept me waiting." Vader did not apologize, deciding only to inform his Master of the events that had transpired over the past three weeks. "Rebel spies managed to penetrate our forces on Coruscant." He stated sternly, "I was only dealing with them."
Palpatine did not seem the least bit concerned about Vader's news. He remained silent staring at his apprentice, his face unchanged, so Vader decided to continue.
"The military base is now fully secure and I have dealt with all traitors personally. I have also managed to break the rebel spies quite easily." Vader reported, "We now possess–"
Midsentence of Vader's report, Palpatine's turned even more displeased. "But what of the senator!" He snapped.
Vader frowned and his annoyance began to break through his mental walls. He crossed his arms tightly over his chest, pushing whatever energy that was seeping out of his body back within. "I have not–"
"Do you forget how this looks to the Imperial Senate?" Palpatine interrupted, not caring for what Vader had to say. "I need answers!"
"I have gained information from the rebel spies—"
"I do not care for rebel spies! I care about Senator Amidala! Palpatine yelled angrily. "I want you to break her, Lord Vader! I want you to pry her brain apart. I need to know what she knows!"
Vader stood to his full height, towering over the imagine of his Master. "Master, you know as well as I that these things take time."
"And it also requires you to spend a great deal of time within a reasonable distance of her!" Palpatine growled. "She has been living with you for three weeks, Vader! That is more than enough time to start breaking her barriers!"
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