Jacen bowed slightly to his Queen with a smirk before he took off to go and find the back room and the boy. Amid his rage that a chil could be treated that way was the relief and the certainty that the torment was to come to an end.
It didn't take him long and the padlock on the door was nothing to a Jedi. As the door swung open and the light poured into the room, the child looked up, terrified.
"It's okay," Jacen murmured, soothingly, sending some calm through the Force. "I know your father, Bhiral, he sent us to help you."
The use of his fathers name seemed to calm the boy, enough that Jacen could slip an arm around him to carry him out. He returned to the main room, where his wife was looking simply magnificent, her lightsaber twirling with an elegant grace.
"Don't worry, she's with me," he quipped to the boy, who was watching her with wide, awe struck eyes.
"Are you quite alright there?" Jacen called out, every instinct primed to pull out Alema's silver lightsaber and join in the fight if Tenel Ka needed the back up.