I’m approximately a hundred years late to the party, but I just finished the Ahsoka novel – which, even as it made me weepy and emotional, I loved
(@evaceratops can attest to this, I yelled at her a lot)
– and because about 50% of my headspace is currently taken up with the Naboo royal handmaidens, I got a Spark™ of an idea from the ending.
Ahsoka and Bail are discussing their plans to move forward with the Rebellion, in it’s infancy but already mobilizing against the equally young but vastly more widespread Empire, and she declares herself “Fulcrum.” I got goosebumps. I loved that Ahsoka struck her own middle path in a deadly galaxy, that she named herself after taking back the crystals from the Inquisitor. She remade herself, and as broken and traumatized as she may be, she’s going to continue to fight.
And we know that others followed suit – Cassian Andor, Kallus (I will admit I still have not seen Rebels – I know but! I have a semi-working knowledge of the show. Eventually I’ll get to it!), and maybe others held this title, of organizing the Rebellion’s intelligence and people, organizing missions to thwart the Empire.
This is, of course, the natural home territory of the Naboo royal handmaidens. Subterfuge, intelligence, delicate smokescreen operations in high-stakes environments. It’s what they were trained for.
Sabé is a prime candidate for the Fulcrum title.
One day, Ahsoka and Bail are discussing their next move, and it becomes clear they need more help. They need someone they can trust, someone who’s used to danger and wants to see the Empire crippled.
Sabé has hated the Empire ever since Padmé’s body was brought back to Naboo.
Ahsoka leans back in her chair and groans, rubbing her forehead. “We need someone else, Bail – it’s dangerous, but I can’t be everywhere at once.” Her voice only betrays her exhaustion because Bail knows exactly how she feels. He’s never been more exhausted in his life. It takes a lot to play a part in the Imperial Senate while fighting it’s every move under the table.
Bail thinks for a moment, and then he remembers Naboo. He thinks of Padmé, and the young women that were never far from her, always in the shadows, but fiercely protective, intensely trained. He remember’s Sabé’s fierceness, the anger and hopelessness and determination in her eyes, her fingers twitching for action.
All of Padmé Amidala’s former handmaidens will not hesitate to help their cause, but Sabé… Sabé is the most formidable of them all. She is focused, determined, knows the risks – as strong and hardened as durasteel.
Sabé is a Fulcrum agent, Rabé and Eirtaé her two most trusted contacts and informants.
There’s something beautiful about Padmé’s decoy, her lookalike, taking up her mantle against Palpatine and his dark work.
Perhaps a certain Dark Lord of the Sith hears rumors of the former Queen of Naboo working in the shadows of the galaxy, an invisible hand against the Empire, and a shiver runs down his spine at the thought of Padmé’s ghost haunting him still.
HEADCANON ACCEPTED
Handmaiden Sabé: Fulcrum Agent
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