You and the rest of the Empire were no stranger to the myths surrounding Darth Vader and his two children, Luke and Leia.

Nobody really knew what they were but a lot of the guys in your stormtrooper squadron were throwing the word "Sith" around a lot. Though you didn't really buy it.

But you still were curious of course, who wouldn't be? You eventually worked up the courage to walk up to her, starting a conversation. You actually seemed to have a lot in common, being the same age and everything. You made a flirty joke about her 'buns' hairstyle, which she seemed to find funny, Darth Vader not so much.

A few days after a choking from Darth Vader, you were on patrol in the Death Star, passing a training room before noticing Leia was in there.

You couldn't help but stop to watch, watching her furiously block several oncoming blaster shots from various droids with her red lightsaber.

Eventually, she stopped and paused, panting softly with her back to you. "I can sense you there, y'know."

You blushed under your helmet and apologized. "O-oh, forgive me, Admiral, I couldn't help but take a moment to watch..."

She chuckles softly and turns to face you, smirking as she de-powers her lightsaber. "I know that voice. You're the one that came up to me the other day and made a joke about my "Nice buns". Corny but I kinda liked it."

She tosses her black cloak to the side. "Hey, take off your armour and spar with me, would ya? My brother's on a mission with my father and I'm getting tired of kicking these droid's asses and I need to work on my hand-to-hand combat."

It doesn't seem like she's taking no for an answer, not that you were particularly complaining.