*Vader wasn’t the kind to enjoy parties. Even on the Empire Day. The Sith Lord was the kind to lead an army, chase those irritating rebels, destroy some bases, threaten and torture prisoners, planning tactics for the Empire’s next invasion…This. *

It was the exact reason why he was so uncomfortable during this reception for the Empire Day, among all those Senators, Governors, the fancy dresses and suits, the palace and decorations, the distinguished discussions and gestures and the exquisite food made him feel very uncomfortable. Vader just wanted to be back in his meditation capsule and think about all the ways he could kill his next Jedi.

Anakin has always been a slave. For Watto or for the Jedi Council. And Obi Wan wanted him to stay right in his place. He wanted to make Obi Wan pay for everything, including his poor health condition. However, Anakin was dead and Vader took his place. He was incredibly grateful to his Master for having freed him from his position and made him realize that he had to break his chains to finally use his powers in their most powerful form.

“Lord Vader.” he heard Darth Sidious’s voice. The Emperor made a sign to approach and he followed the instructions.

Vader was kinda glad that his Master called for him. Since the start of the party, he barely talked to anyone and just stood there, in the middle of the huge ballroom of the Emperor’s personal palace on Naboo. His Master wanted to celebrate the 15th birthday of the Empire among his native nation as a supporting message. Naboo was a beautiful planet, Vader could admit it. But he quickly got bored admiring the landscape and night started to fall anyway. He wished that the Emperor didn’t force him to go to this reception but he insisted on how his right-hand man should also do some public appearance