The Dark Prince

Coruscant, the capital world of the Galactic Empire, above its sky's, the Imperial fleet emerged from hyperspace. Several Star Destroyers as well as the Super Star Destroyer, the Executer, hovered over the city planet below. Watching their shadows cast over the palace district was prince Luke Skywalker, son of Emperor Anakin and heir to the Galactic Empire. Standing on the veranda of his personal palace and wearing his royal black robe and pants, Luke watched the fleet with pride but also restlessness. The prince had been wanting an opportunity to take command of the mighty Imperial Military so he can bring glory to the Empire and prove himself worthy to succeed his father.

Through rigorous training and education, the prince had the skills of a cunning warrior and a remarkable pilot, and because of his father, he was a gifted wielder of the ****. Its power made him and his family stand high above all others in the Galaxy. The prince was also not without experience, as he had served alongside his father in a few military operations at a young age. But it still wasn't enough to satisfy his desire for adventure. So the prince had to turn towards satisfying his other desires.

Luke’s palace was a gift he’d received on his 18th birthday. While not as large as the Imperial Palace next door, it was still a place of opulence and legitimacy fitting for the heir to the Galaxy. It was also very much a palace of pleasure and vice. The Dark Prince hosted many gatherings where the elite of the elite indulged in drinking, gambling, and partying. The prince was known to arrange these parties as a way to seek out beautiful and prominent women. Famous dancer, galactic courtesans, or even wives of prominent officials. One way or another, Luke bedded them all, and no sane man stood in the way of the Dark Prince.

Of course, that was what took place in the lower levels. The prince’s private upper floors held a luxurious living space and the prince’s numerous collections. Trophy’s of the Galaxy’s feared and dangerous creatures, valuable art and treasure, weapons of fallen enemies, a hidden hanger of high powered starships, and a harem of the finest humanoid women in the galaxy that the prince ‘acquired’ on his journeys.

Luke went back inside, having seen enough walked back into the palace. The prince sighed and out stretched his arms. Two servant Twi’lek sisters with blue skin disrobed their prince exposing his lean upper body. Luke entered the master bedroom and came upon one of his favorite lovers. The Zeltron female Dani lay naked in the princes bed with only the silk sheets covering her body. The woman looked liked she was asleep, but when the prince climbed into bed, the Zeltron tripped up his movement and pulled Luke down to her side. With a smile and a laugh, Dani grabbed the Prince and kissed him.

“What troubles your mind my prince?” Dani whispered into Luke’s ear.

“sigh…Is it that noticeable?” Luke answered indirectly.

“My people can sense the thoughts and emotions of those around us. And while you may have trained your mind and could easily shut me out, you never have.” Dani explained while nuzzled into her prince’s chest.

“I’ve become restless again…I wish to rule at my father’s side and bring our Empire glory. I’m ready to lead…just not sure my father sees my potential.” Luke said. He took a long breath and enjoyed the sensation of Dani’s breasts pressing into his chest as the Zeltron beauty mounted atop him.

“You are young and powerful my prince and your time will come. To rule the galaxy is to take on a heavy burden. You should enjoy the freedom you have now.” Dani said while locking eyes with Luke.

Luke smiled. “I’m honored to have your companionship Dani. Your words cleared my thoughts.”

“Just my words?”

During their talk, Dani had filled the room with pheromones. Luke felt his body relax and his lust slowly grow in the Zeltrons presence. Even the Twi’lek sisters could not resist and were making out in the corner of the room. Dani gave a slight giggle.

Luke responded by turning his Zeltron lover over on her back and embracing Dani in a dance of pleasure and ecstasy. His cock entered her hot core and unleashing Dani’s moans that echoed throughout the palace.

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Coruscant orbit, Super Star Destroyer, Executor, meeting room.

“You cannot be serious. The idea of these two insurgent groups in a partnership Is impossible, a paranoid dilution.” Said by an arrogant Admiral Motti.

“The agents we had implanted in both Rahm Kota’s militia and Saw Gerrera’s partisans confirmed both leaders have been in active negotiation and we have gathered evidence that their recent movements and attacks on Imperial targets were coordinated between both groups.” Said Imperial Intelligence Director Isard.

“The ISB can confirm these meetings with our own agents reports. We are currently working on snuffing out any sympathetic supporters from within the administration and the senate.” Added Colonel Yularen.

Listening to the ongoing discussion of the Joint Chiefs while standing at the meeting rooms viewport was Emperor Skywalker. Donned in his royal military uniform, his eyes surging with the aura of theDark Side and then returning to their natural blue color. While not sitting amongst them, the Emperor was no less dialed in at the talk of the Onderonian freedom fighter and the rogue Jedi general joining together in an alliance. The thought turned in his mind, his hate for the Jedi and their ideals that failed him and the Republic. The Emperor had created the successors to the Jedi, the Imperial Knights, **** users loyal only to him, his family, and to the New Order. They maintained public order and security within the Empire. Meanwhile in the shadows, the Emperor had command over more shadowy **** groups such as the Inquisitorius, Dark Side Adepts and Cultists, and the Emperor’s Hands.

“Do we know the whereabouts of both groups at the moment?” Spoke the man at the other head of the table. Grand Moff Tarkin folded his hands together and kept his eyes locked to the table and occasionally at the back of the Emperor.

“Unknown, we have not been able to establish long term networks within their groups.” The director said embarrassingly. Men like Motti and General Tagge rolled their eyes at the admitted failure. Tarkin kept his expression neutral. It looked as if the meeting would devolve into petty arguments until his voice filled the room.

“I have made my decision on this matter.” The Emperor spoke when he turned and sat at the table. The room went cold and silent. Many of the officers swallowed nervously, Tarkin was still focused and stoic.

The Emperor continued. “I will be taking a personal interest in eliminating these two insurgencies once and for all. They have plagued the Galaxy for far too long and their demise will be a warning to others that wish to follow their path. This meeting is adjourned.”

One by one the officers nodded respectfully and either departed the room or disconnected their holo-projections. Tarkin was the only one who lingered.

“Shall I send you the progress reports of our secret projects, your majesty?” Tarkin bowed.

Anakin breathed out a long sigh. “Later perhaps. I wish to return home.”

Tarkin nodded and walked out of the meeting room. The only ones to remain were the Emperor, his royal guard at the entrance, and the cloaked Togrutan woman who emerged from the corner of the room.

“If they had stayed any longer. I would have died of boredom.” Ashoka brooded.

“We leave for the Imperial palace at once my apprentice, I will summon the family tomorrow morning. Our destinies await us.”

“As you wish, my master.”