Characters: Palpatine, Darth Vader, Xizor (I think that's how you spell his name. Hasn't read shadows in along time), and some of my own creation.

Summery: The daily lives of four forgotten Imperials, The Royal Children.

Authors note: Donã mean a female of royal blood. Doñ means a male of royal blood. I would much appreciate it; if people would read then review the story. I live for feedback.

Disclaimer: I do not own star wars. I do not own the characters. I only own my characters! I am making no money, so don't sue me ok, Mr. Lucas?

The Forgotten

A lone figure stands on a balcony of a spacious room of one part of the Imperial Palace. She stares at the night sky, gazing at the stars and dreaming when she will leave this place and go on her own, but knowing it will never be. She gently sighs and ventures back into her apartments, locking the balcony door behind her. Her nursemaid, the Lady Rune comes to her.

" Donã Marisha there you are! Did you forget about the Life Day celebration you are scheduled to attend in an hour!" Lady Rune looks at Marisha very sternly. Marisha matches the glare. "No servant Rune, I have not forgotten" Her voice has a bit of an edge, she being the oldest of four children, two younger sister then their only brother, the youngest.

"If I do not start now Donã Marisha then you will most certainty will be late!" Lady Rune grabs Marisha hand with force and literally drags her into the gigantic refresher unit.

"I do not see why I am required to go, there are two more Donãs and one Doñ!" She says as Lady Rune applies the girl's make-up.

"Because you are the oldest Donã Marisha at seventeen you are required to be at all public functions you are invited too!" As she finishes her make-up she travels into the bedchamber, gathering Mariasha's corset, underskirts, and her new ball gown in hand.

She rushes back into the refresher unit.

"Why must I wear green satin? I hate the color, I would much rather wear the red satin!" Marisha, who purposely asking annoying question that might make Lady Rune go away continues the task.

"I grow tired of your endless questions Donã Marisha! You annoy me, and if you ask one more question I will send a report to your father!" An evil look brews in Lady Rune's eyes.

Marisha backs away from the women, a terrified look on her face, an even more terrified look in her hazel eyes.

"No.anything but that!"

Twenty minutes later she is all dressed and ready, but not liking the idea. All of the children are summoned into the receiving room to their fathers apartments, which has been decorated for the holiday. She waits second in line of the children. Her brother Nikolas, the most important is first, he being just 12 dressed in a red satin tunic, with green satin trousers. Behind Marisha is Tatyana who just had her 15th birthday in an identical green satin dress. Behind Tatyana is the third and youngest Donã, Senca at 13. All heads turn toward the door of their father's chambers as Sate Pestage, the Imperial Court advisor steps from the chambers.

"Donã Marisha, His Imperial Majasty wishes a word with you." His cold eyes fix her with a stare filled with hidden desires. She bows her head as a sign of respect and goes into the room, holding her head up high.

She bows before him, her gaze drifting slightly over to Darth Vader, he fathers most trusted ally.

"You wished to see me, Your Majasty?"

The Emperor sits upon his throne his yellow eyes looking at her, noticing that she has grown up.

"You are of age now, correct child?" His voice is strong and commands respect and power.

"Seventeen this past summer, sire." Her head bows down and looks at the floor.

"Ah, then it is my command that you marry an ally of mine to secure our new peace, The Lord Xizor."

The Forgotten Chapter 2

Marisha looked up at him, her eyes full of hatred.

"Your Majesty you can't possibly mean for me to marry that..that.thing can you?!" She rises from her place on the floor were she was still kneeling. He looks at her with fury.

"You will do as I command if you wish to see your eighteenth birthday, child." Palpatine's voice takes on a strong edge while talking to Marisha. "Now go get out of my sight, the Lady Rune already has my orders and has seamstresses working a new gown for the masque where you will officially be betrothed to him." His throne turns to the window of the throne room, she quickly leaves not wishing to upset him anymore.

She walks back into the receiving room, where her most trusted friend Victorie approaches her.

"What did that frightful old thing say to you Donã Marisha?" Victorie, or Torie as Marisha calls her leads Marisha to a deserted hallway where they can speak privately.

"Torie, I absolutely hate that man! He is a..a." Torie interrupts her before she can finish. "Don't say anymore Donã Marisha you know we could be listened too right now!"

Marisha takes a deep breath. "He has betrothed me to that 'Dark Prince' Xizor! Of all people at court, that ugly bastard!"

Torie looks at her sympathetically, choosing some comforting words. " Don't worry Donã Marisha, everything will work out."

Marisha's tear stained face looks at her friend. "And what if it isn't Torie?"

Marisha sat in the palace's library, reading a book in her favorite language, the tongue of the Hapan court. Tatyana walks into the library looking for her. "Marisha Servant Rune requests that you go to your chambers to get ready." Tatyana, their father's favorite, an evil little bitch stares at her sister evilly. Marisha does not even give the girl the satisfaction of eye contact and rises gracefully out of her chair and glides out of the library.

"What is it Lady Rune" Marisha enters her chambers and locks the door behind her, not wishing any more disturbances. Lady Rune comes in and bows her head to the princess. "Donã Marisha you need to be getting ready! You only have an hour before you will officially become betrothed and you father has scheduled a meeting with your future husband in thirty minutes!" The women stares at Marisha sternly gesturing to the 'fresher unit.

In record time Marisha is ready. Her dress is of the finest satin in the galaxy, a dark purple, with a light satin purple cloak. Her make-up in done perfectly, her hazel eyes shine under the purple tinting of the shadow. Her hair is swept up in a crown of braids. She looks exquisite. Lady Rune escorts her down to a private reception room.

Marisha enters, unsmiling, her face looks like stone. She casts a gaze in Xizor's direction, completely full of hate. "Please, sit join me" Xizor gestures to a chair opposite him. Marisha takes a seat, just staring at him. " I have heard so many good things about you, your highness" She lied to him, wishing to go ahead and talk then leave. His face turns a bit angry toward her, his patience wavering. Her begins to let off his 'special' odors to attract her to him.

She breaths in, and suddenly becomes a little lightheaded. Since she has heard about his powers over the human female she jumps up. " I need to be going" Marisha talks breathlessly. He rises from his seat, grinning "Oh, don't hurry away.." He walks towards her and grabs her by the waist, pressing his lips to hers and gives her a deep passionate kiss....

The Forgotten

Marisha and Xizor stood their locked in a kiss before she finally
regained her senses and pushed him away.
"How dare you do that to a Donã of the Empire?!" She backs
away from
him, her hazel eyes glaring blaster bolts.
Xizor simply laughs. "My dear, you will soon be mine, my own dark
princess to do with as I wish."
She continues to glare at him "My lord, I am not yours yet and it
is
uncertain that I shall ever be, so I advice you to hold your tongue,
and keep it out of my mouth!" She nearly screams the last part of
her
statement before she turns on her heels and stalks out of the room,
running back into the comforts of her private chambers.

Marisha sunk into a very large and comfortable chair, only dressed
in her long nightgown. Her long waist length hair has been pulled
back into one long braid. She contemplates over what happened earlier
in the evening. "I hate that, thing, so much!" She says to
herself as
she stares into the fires flames. "He infuriates me beyond
words!"
"But Donã Marisha, you will have to tolerate him" Marisha
jumps up to
the sound of Lady Rune's voice.
"How Dare you, Lady Rune, scare me so?" Marisha voice
trembles only
slightly.
"It is not of your concern Donã Marisha, but it does concern
you that
you have officially been betrothed to the Dark Prince Xizor. I have
strict orders from you father to tell you all that is to take place,
your credit supply from him will be cut a day after the first year of
marriage, Leaving the Dark Prince to fully care and house you."
The
woman takes a seat across from where Marisha sat again "The head
of
the Imperial wardrobe has already assigned seamstresses to work on
several outfits for your first year of marriage, and especially the
wedding gown which will be returned to the government after use."
Marisha just stares looking dumbfounded, it appeared as if the old
frog did indeed just want to get rid of her. "Is he disowning me
then, my marrying me off?
Lady Rune stares at her as though the girl is stupid "Of course
not,
as eldest Donã you will be required to still be seen at certain
court
activities."
Marisha sighs and looks back into the fire, then to her window where
she sees two birds native of Coruscant fly between the night
traffic. "I wish I could fly away… and not be here any
longer."
Lady Rune sighs disapprovingly "There is more Donã
Marisha…" The
girl turns back to face her servant. "Yes, Lady Rune?" The
woman
shifts uncomfortably in the chair. "Your sister, Tatyana, has
been
confirmed as heiress apparent to the throne of the Empire. Her new
official title being, Her Exalted Imperial Highness the Donã
Ñuen
Tatyana Victoria Palpatine."
Marisha looks angry at the new, knowing that the position of Donã
Ñuen should belong to her and not that retched bitch of a sister.
`It
shouldn't come as much of a shock to you girl' She tells
herself `The
little bitch has always been the favorite, no denying it!'
Marisha
pretends to be shocked as façade for the Lady Rune, not addressing
her as Servant Rune as Tatyana does, showing respect to her
station. "This is somewhat shocking." She lied, a careful lie
incase
the Lady Rune was report to either Xizor or her father now, no one
could be sure if what they were saying or doing would end up in the
Emperor's hands so one had to be careful. She stood going over to
her
ebony desk and sitting down at it. She opened the door gazing at her
mothers picture. All of the royal children had different mothers, so
that was four different women, for half-siblings. It did get
confusing at times. She gazes at the picture and decides to visit her
mothers memorial in the lower parts of the Imperial palace, near the
dungeon.
"Lady Rune, please go get my winter cloak, the one trimmed in
ermine,
for it is a chilly night and will be even colder in the
basements."
Five minutes later Marisha is dressed in her outer cloak over her
nightgown, they exit into the hallway, not speaking to each other.
As they reach the turbo lift blaster shots ring through the hall
leaving clouds of smoke….

TO BE CONTINUED!