The Stormtroopers stopped dead in their tracks as Kijani commanded them. Whether by confusion or compulsion, Eskel couldn't say. What he did know for sure, was that he suddenly felt very silly standing in Kijani's way. He could see that she was very much in command of the situation, and so he righted himself and stepped aside. His father gave him a confused glance which Eskel could only return. The Stormtroopers, almost sheepishly, lowered their blasters and parted, acting as an impromptu honor guard.

"Right this way, your highness." said one of them through his comlink as he motioned through the now open door. "He has gone to the hanger."  

The Imperial troopers quickly led them throughout the halls and corridor's of the royal palace, with many more soldiers rushing pass them to deal with the rioting crowd gathering in the plaza. Not one stopped to question the purpose of the Stormtroopers or their charges.

Not long after leaving the small holding room, the group found themselves in the hanger. A lone Lambda class shuttle sat their, it's engines already roaring to life. On the gangway, a small figured draped in black stood and turned toward the new arrivals. The Emperor himself had an entourage of red cloaked Royal Guards nearby, who tensed at the unexpected arrival.

"What is the meaning of this?" said the Emperor in a voice that seemed calm, but carried a sharp edge of anger. For a moment, the room seemed to buckle at his immense power.