[Luke manages to hold off for a moment to interject something relevant.]

I believe I may have spoken with her a few days ago when I made my broadcast. She had a Charter Mark, at least.

[And then his face breaks into a wide, almost paternal smile]

Really? Well then that would make you the Queen, now wouldn't it? By the Force, Sabriel. You must be happy! Not only do you defeat the Dead, but you become the Queen?