Thanks @ginchy, @Jade_eyes, @Hazel, @Briannakin, and @earlybird-obi-wan for reading and taking the time to review. I thought I would put out a small update for the holiday! ~JL~ _______________________________ Entry 50 The late King’s cousin accused the Queen of lying about the pregnancy and skipping off to Coruscant to get pregnant. The accusation could get him banished from the planet, but he was so sure he was correct that he publicly denounced the Queen and demanded proof of paternity. The Queen agreed to provide proof of pregnancy and Ben and I accompanied her to a medical clinic where two blood samples were taken and sent to a local DNA laboratory of her choice and a second sample sent to a laboratory of the cousin’s choosing. Although the Queen is only a couple weeks along there is a blood test called a Single Nucleotide Polymorphism (SNP) Microarray paternity test that can be done within a couple weeks of conception. I know about SNP paternity tests because that is what was used for my paternity trial. This particular test is used to identify small DNA fragments from the fetus in the mother’s blood stream to determine paternity. After a couple days the tests came back and to Olaf Racine’s great surprise the Queen was pregnant and the King is the father. Opps! I guess he played that situation wrong. The public outcry against him was so intense that he didn’t bother to be officially banished. He left of his own accord. I thought the Queen could go home now that he was out of the picture, but she said the Seers said she should not leave yet. That’s okay, I am enjoying this mission. Hanging around royalty is pretty nice. After a few days I noticed that Ema would try to keep her schedule the same as mine. She would usually stay awake and hang around with me when I was pulling my shift. A few times she would dress up as the Queen and we would go out—usually with a contingent of private security guards—and walk through a park or go to a museum. But that was rare and most of the time we would hang out in the royal suite and talk. I think I was falling in love…and that was a problem. I don’t know how professional it would be to start a relationship with Ema. I wasn’t even sure if Ema wanted a relationship. I could be misreading her signals. After all, I was a teenager and she was a beautiful, sophisticated woman. Of course, I don’t look like a teen. I have my father’s build and height, so I look like I am in my mid-twenties. I needed to talk to Ben about this situation. He is the Jedi Knight in charge of this mission and the last thing I want to do is screw this up for him. One day I was able to get Ben alone to talk to him. “Ben,” I said tentatively. “I know it would be improper to get emotionally involved with somebody we are guarding…but we are simply guarding the Queen, right?” Ben grinned at me. “Are you getting a little infatuated with Ema?” I blushed. “She is beautiful and I think she is interested in me.” Ben laughed out loud. “You wish. She’s an older, sexy, attractive woman…why would she be interested in a teenage Jedi Apprentice?” His smile got broader. “Especially when she could have a full Jedi Knight—a man in his twenties, with striking red hair and highly erotic freckles.” Ben then started laughing letting me know he wasn’t serious. I punched Ben in the arm. “Knock it off or I’ll tell Niki you were checking out Ema.” Ben chuckled. “Don’t do that. You’d break Niki’s heart.” He shoved his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at the floor in thought. “I don’t see anything wrong with you seeing Ema as long as it doesn’t interfere with guarding the Queen.” He then grinned. “But I think you’re dreaming.” He's probably right, but you never know until you try.