Palpatine could feel the fear emanating from the Moff, but the fear was wiped aside as the respectable man pleaded his case - Panaka was surely unaware that the Emperor had nearly killed him just moments before. “As a token of my respect and appreciation for your Empire," he began, "your New Order, and your help in maintaining the situation on Rori those years ago. It’s been some time since I last saw you, Your Highness. I did not want you to leave again for Coruscant without getting the chance to offer you my salutations in person. I hope I haven’t been too much of a bother.”

Palpatine nodded. He had to hand it to the man, the gift was very nice, and would be a great addition to the throne room aboard the Death Star that was currently being built. "Leave it," he said concisely. He would allow it to stay where it was and would have one of his many servants pick it up. "Kanos," he said loudly to one of his most trusted Royal Guards - the man was quite an efficient bodyguard. "I have an assignment for you." He waited for the guard to approach. "You may have overheard my task I assigned to Shira. I need you and Jax to accompany her to Yinchorr and aid in overseeing the project. You are of my most prestigious guards, you will train them well."

The Emeperor swiveled once more in his chair, looking out at the vast lake. The sun was falling, setting a brilliant light upon the lake. "Panaka," he said softly. "You may leave at your own will, but if you have anything you would like to ask of me, I will allow it." Palpatine could feel the confusion deep within the Moff, and he did not blame him. Palpatine had played his Senator role perfectly, fooling everyone into believing he was a trustworthy politician rather than some Sith. It was tricky to pull off, but with the aid of the Dark Side, he was able to fool everyone, including the strongest of Jedi. Perhaps now Panaka would clear some of his questions with his ruler.