Lady Leya strolls through the palace corridors, accompanied by Yisu, while Anakin attends the imperial court. The grandeur of the palace captivates her, and her eyes eagerly dart around, taking in the vaguely familiar surroundings.
"It's just as I remember," she murmurs, her voice tinged with nostalgia.
Yisu raises an eyebrow, puzzled. "You've been here before?"
Lady Leya smiles softly, her eyes distant. "Many years ago. I accompanied my father to a banquet here at the imperial palace. The palace was even more intimidating then, but beautiful nonetheless."
As they walk deeper into the vast hallway, Hagian appears from the opposite end, striding toward them with hurried steps, his hands fidgeting and a small entourage trailing behind. He stops in his tracks when he spots Lady Leya and Yisu.
He gestures toward one of his guards with a sharp nod. "Who is that woman?" Hagian asks, his eyes narrowing.
