The Emperor, from under his dark hood, glared at the princess like a coiled serpent. "You would pledge your self to me?" he said, his voice getting low. A rye smile played across his cracked lips. 

"First, a test of your... conviction." he finally said. "Troopers, step forward and remove your helmets."

The Stormtroopers, conditioned for years to follow orders without a second thought, complied immediately. The faces of the five men were varied, ranging from various ages and skin tones, but each with the Imperial regulated shaved head and no facial hair. 

"These men have disobeyed direct orders. Kill them all."