Beg

Amidala dropped to her knees.

“We are your humble servants… our fate is in your hands.”

“Yousa no tinken yousa greater den da Gungans.. Mesa like dis. Maybe wesa bein friends.”

Amidala smiled. Things were moving in the right direction. Boss Nass descended from the tree and walked up to the Queen. He held his hand out to her. She grabbed it as he helped her up.

“Yousa come with my. Wesa needen to have meetin in private.”

“As you wish,” the Queen answered.

Captain Panaka walked up. “I insist someone be with you, your Highness.”

“I will be fine. How else can we learn to trust each other? We as leaders must set an example for our peoples.”

Boss Nass led the Queen into an enclosed chamber and sealed the opening behind them. The chamber was sparsely furnished with a table at one end of the room and odd pieces of art decorating the walls. The walls of the room emitted a low bluish light. Amidala turned and looked up at Boss Nass.

“Howsa yousa and wesa doin dis alliance?” Boss Nass decided to let Amidala make the first move.

Amidala knelt directly in front of Boss Nass.

“Our fate is in your hands.”