People wonder why I am married to someone so ugly? (Oh, yes, I hear the whispers concerning the Emperor's physical looks.) For one thing, he did not look like that years ago. It happened as a result of his confrontation with Jedi Mace Windu who attempted to assassinate him. He has always been an electrical fellow, but this time he went over his physical body's tolerance. Do I mind the way he looks now? No. I like him for his electric personality. I don't mind getting a good blast. It is better than caffeine. Now I do it too. Since we now both do Sith lightning, we switched to decaf.
People wonder how we spend the day. This somewhat depends on which of his residences we are in at the time. We sit at the breakfast table together, just the two of us. A waiter brings our food on black plates. If my coffee is cold, he just gives it a zap to warm it up. Our bread is brought in untoasted because he zaps it to toasted perfection better than any toaster. If the day is all boring Empire business, we separate until later. I then hang out with Mrs. Vader. Sometimes she and I have our own projects like planning for the annual Empire Ball or the Sith Ladies' League. At the end of the day, the Emperor and I have dinner. It can be a dinner with lots of other important people or just the two of us. I like the intimate candlelight dinners. He even lights the candles himself. He doesn't need matches. If it is a romantic evening, I get an electrical kiss. We end the day in our private quarters. We value our privacy. Anyone who calls us at night for other than an emergency will be choked by Vader the next day.
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