momslilassassin | The Skywalker-Wiggin House by the Lake in Naboo

"Agreed," Ender said quietly.

The last thing they needed was Val taking a shine to them. "The Queen exhibit first, I think."

"Oooooooh," Val said, eyes wide as they approached the room, where a model of the ceremonial dress for special events, white and enormous, greeting them.

"I think that was Padme's," Ben murmured.

"This is what your great-grandma wore," Ender told Val. "Pretty, isn't it?"

Val nodded. "Touch it!" she tried, reaching for the dress.

"Look with your eyes, darling," Ben said.

Ender snagged her wrist gently. "Just look," he said.

Val looked at the dress, while Ben read the information and burst out laughing. "C'mere, kreetle," he said. "You have to see the shot of the ceremony. Granddad's here and he can't be more than ten years old. He looks hilarious."

"Really?" Ender asked, moving over to Ben's side and bending over-- "Oh my."

"So that makes that guy Obi-Wan," Ben said, pointing. "They're so young."

"He's hard to recognize without the beard," Ender admitted.

Ben nodded in agreement. "I didn't realize how much older Padme was than Anakin," he said. "It's pretty obvious right here."

"She's already a woman," Ender said, looking closely. "He's still a boy."

"Exactly," Ben said. "Wonder when that changed. Granddad's not exactly forthcoming about her."

"He grew up," Ender said. "...Debatably."

Ben smothered a snicker as Val began to lose patience with standing still. Ben walked further into the exhibit.

"Here," he said, pointing. "Queen Amidala, after King Veruna. She served from 33 until 25 BBY--Before Battle of Yavin, sweetie," he said to Val.

Ender followed, of course. "Your granddad fought in the Battle of Yavin," he added. "Do you like great-grandma's outfit?"

"Hair," Val said, pointing.

"Yeah, the headpieces are pretty unusual," Ben agreed, staring at the red coronation dress. "And heavy."

"That's normal for important ladies from Naboo," Ender said, pointing at the hair himself. "Crazy hair. Do you like it? Or do you think it's silly?"

Val frowned, Skywalker and Naberrie love of dramatics fighting against the Wiggin sensibility.

"Haaaaair," she finally went with, pointing again.

"I'm going to interpret that as 'undecided'," Ender said.

"Yeah, me too," Ben said. "Oh, here's holos of the funeral."

"Oh," Ender said. He looked over. "The Naboo are committed to being elaborate," he murmured.

"Explains a bit about Palpatine," Ben murmured back. "Not that you'll see anything about him in this museum. They like to pretend he's not from here. Can't blame 'em."

"Understandable, yes," Ender said, "But there's something to be said about learning from your own history."

Ben nodded. "This generation will probably go for it," he said. "It's been enough time that it's not personally embarrassing. Just a planet-wide shame thing."

Ender nodded. "Of course, he could have come from almost anywhere," he said. "I don't think there's anything particularly Sith about Naboo."

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