Forever in the Light
The approach to Alderaan was always quieter than most worlds Aiden visited.
From the viewport of the transport, the planet unfolded in soft blues and sweeping greens, its mountain ranges crowned with pale mist and its lakes catching the sunlight like polished glass. There was a gentleness to Alderaan that felt deliberate, almost defiant in a galaxy that seemed to lurch from one crisis to the next. It was a world that believed in diplomacy before destruction, in culture before conquest.
Aiden appreciated that.
Lira had been reluctant at first to stay behind, though her protests had been softened by the promise of baking with her grandmother and helping her grandfather in the garden. She wouldn't eat too much sweets, she wouldn't stay up too late. He felt she was being untruthful with the part of staying up late. He couldn't help but giggle lightly.
He had knelt in front of her before departing, brushing a strand of hair from her face and reminding her that sometimes helping meant allowing others to hold the line for a little while. She had nodded solemnly at that, then hugged him with all the fierce devotion only a child could muster. She was safe and she was loved, She loved Ukatis almost as much as Naboo. That knowledge settled his thoughts.
This trip was different. The Chancellor had agreed to garrison troops on Alderaan. Aiden had volunteered without hesitation. Stability required presence, not only reaction.
And Amani Serys was here.
He had sent word days ago, a simple message letting her know he would be arriving in an official capacity. He did not believe in appearing unannounced, especially not on a world as politically intricate as Alderaan. Courtesy and preparation mattered, which she deserved both.
As he directed his ship and began its descent toward the capital, Aiden straightened slightly in his seat. He donned his armor, not expecting anything to happen, but one could never be too careful.
The transport touched down with a muted hum.
Aiden rose, feeling the familiar calm settle over him as the ramp began to lower. Alderaan's cool mountain air drifted in, crisp and clean against his skin. He stepped forward with steady purpose, ready to serve, ready to listen, and ready to stand where he was needed.
For now, that place was here.