"There." She smooths down the tie, pressing a dimple into it with her ring finger. Her father can't tie a tie to save his life so she's done this on more than one occasion, standing on a chair in front of her Papa and complaining that he can't dress himself.

Little does she know it's also a farce.

"I suppose we should go." But she doesn't want to! She wants to do anything but go to this stupid party and she hates that she has to go. She hates Krennic, she hates this life, she hates everything. "Will K2 be joining us?"