My challenger?
Lady Polgara, the Sorceress from David Eddings’ Belgariad and Malloreon series.
Most people would nominate someone capable of defeating Vader in combat. I’d rather nominate someone capable of defeating the very idea that fear is the best way to lead.
If you’ve ever read the series, you know her instantly. Raven-black hair broken by a single white lock that tells a story all its own—a reminder that wisdom is often earned through hardship and time. She doesn’t wear it like a badge of honor. It’s simply part of who she has become.
Polgara has spent centuries guiding kingdoms, advising rulers, and quietly shaping history without ever seeking a throne for herself. To me, that’s exactly what makes her worthy of one. The people most eager to rule are often the ones who shouldn’t.
Vader commands obedience through intimidation. His authority depends on reminding everyone what happens if they disappoint him. Polgara is something entirely different. She inspires loyalty through wisdom, patience, and experience. She is respected because of her judgment and feared because everyone knows she is fully capable of doing whatever is necessary when the moment demands it.
What I always loved about Polgara is that little gesture she makes when summoning her Will. She doesn’t actually need it. The gesture isn’t about power; it’s about presence. It’s a habit born from centuries of discipline. Anyone who knows her recognizes it immediately. The room grows quiet, not because they wonder if she can act, but because they know she can.
That’s real authority.
Vader reaches for the Force whenever someone disappoints him. Polgara reaches for wisdom first. Only when wisdom fails does she make that familiar gesture, and everyone understands that the discussion has ended.
Don’t mistake her compassion for weakness. She has humbled kings, outwitted armies, and protected kingdoms for generations. She has never needed to prove she was the most powerful person in the room because everyone already knew. She never ruled through fear, yet even the proudest monarch thought twice before challenging her judgment.
Palpatine wanted an emperor. I’d rather elect a guardian.
The galaxy has already seen what happens when power is fueled by fear. Perhaps it’s time to see what happens when it’s guided by wisdom… by a woman with raven-black hair, a single white lock, and a reputation that made kings pause before speaking.
My vote belongs to Lady Polgara.
Memoirs of Madness 