Part I

She sleeps so soundly in my arms, her small delicate hand and fingers
gripping my forefinger as she suckles upon my breast. I can see the flutter
of her soft dark lashes. She is dreaming the dreams of the innocent and of
what she does not yet understand.

I take a slow deep breath, closing my eyes momentarily as my mind drifts
along the currents of the Force, finding the mind of my little girl, and
that of my beloved and father of my daughter.

I reach out to him through the Force and in return, I feel the most tender
of caresses upon the side of my face.

Though he is on the otherside of this planet called Coruscant, his
presence in the Force burns like a wildfire – it burns like the brilliant
crimson blade of his lightsaber, and as does that of his daughter.

He is on a mission given to him by his master – one of great importance
and in need of immediate rectification. The reason he is not here with his
daughter and I.

I look down upon my daughter once again, and I see her eyes slowly open,
hinting golden yellow and red irises behind her tiny lids. Her beautiful
eyes look up to me; her grip on my finger tightens softly and she begins to
suckle once again. Then her eyes fall closed and her suckling slows as she
falls back into her slumber, oblivious to the world that surrounds her.

It has been no more than three weeks since her birth – a most joyous and
wonderful event. All my life I said I would never have children, for I never
wanted them. And then I met him – Darth Maul, Dark Lord of Sith, forever
changing my life as I knew it.

He found me - a woman filled with despair, sadness and loneliness,
yearning for purpose, and love. And one who lived a life of hardship.

He came for me in the darkness of night, waking me with the softest of
kisses as he sat beside me upon my bed. And when I woke, I already knew who
he was and why he was there. He had come for me – to take me away to the
place I belong, with him.

The night I was finally, at last home, he took me and made love to me like
he had never done so before. And that night, surrounded by the energies of
the Darkside, our daughter was created, and as we lay together in our bed,
we felt the first tinglings of new life inside me. Then, I knew that the vow
I had made was forever broken. And from that day on, I have not regretted in
having broken the vow one bit.

Images enter my mind – the day she was born. I remember the look of great
pride on my beloved's face. And when I held her in my arms to let her suckle
milk from my breast for the first time, he held me, touching our daughter
gently with great wonder and love. When she was born, he allowed no one else
present, and he himself aided her entry into the world. And when the first
cries came from her lips, her father, in the language of his kind, named her
– Valaia.

Oh she is so beautiful. She has her father's eyes, his strength and power
coursing through her veins. And her skin is much lighter than that of her
father, for she is of two different species - her parents are descendants of
great warriors – Zabrak and the Sioux tribe of Earth.

I let out a soft sigh, knowing that my life is far better now than it has
ever been before. I came to Coruscant – a planet with over a trillion
buildings covering the surface of the entire planet. My beloved slowly
brought me out into the new life I had been given – like a newborn babe. I
close my eyes, feeling my beloved's ever present mind and his tender caress.
He loves me, in his own way, though he cannot say it – I feel it and he
shows me that he does in an almost secret way.

She is my daughter – the offspring of a Dark Lord of Sith.

Updated 4/10/02