First things first||o, joining

The weather was freezing here, Padmè noted as she approached the border, a little worse for wear. The lioness had been in the background of her children's lives for quite a while, taking some time to adjust to life as a widow. Unlike her children, she had never sensed her husband from beyond the grave, and although she knew he was at peace, his absence was like a lump in he throat.

None of this would matter now, as she had amends to make, starting with her son. She came to a stop at the border, hoping that her son would be the first to come across her.