I shuddered as I walked on to the balcony. The cold air hit me wildly as I
stepped forward to lean on the railing. I looked over the palace gardens
from my high perch here on
Obi-wan's balcony, the one connected to his room. I was in trouble again. This is no surprise. I was always in trouble with my master. I wasn't sure what I had done this time though. My mind raced with thoughts as I tried to figure out what could have angered Obi-wan so much that he sent me from the ballroom where the Padme, I mean the Queen's party was being held, to come up here and wait for him. I still hadn't figured it out when Obi-wan entered the room fuming. "What a mess you have gotten yourself into this time Anakin." I have him a questioning face. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." He paused and looked at me for a second. He was obviously reading my thoughts. "OK, so you don't which makes me even more mad at you. You don't realize that what you have done is wrong." "Master, I assure you, I know not what you speak of." "You love her." I thought for a moment. Obi- wan must have sensed it. Sensed that I loved her, loved Padme. "Yes, Master. I do." "It states specifically in the code of the Jedi that 'Thou shall not love'!" I shuddered at his last word. He said the word love in such an angry way. "By Force, Anakin. Leave it to you to let emotions get the best of you. I knew, I knew that the death of your mother would lead you to this." He pointed an accusing finger at me. My mother, why did he bring her up? She died a year ago when I was eighteen and Obi-wan told me I must not let it get to me. I suppose it has but I doubt it has anything to do with my love for Padme, or perhaps…I don't know…perhaps it does. "Anakin, are you listening? Of course not because you never have and never will. You have been distant since your mother died and it is unacceptable!" A chill went through my spine as he mentioned the death of my mother again. I hadn't spoken for a week after that and Obi-wan was even OK with that. I suppose I was overreacting then but now, I still think I have done nothing wrong. "Do you?" Obi-wan questioned. He had been reading my thoughts again. "Well, perhaps I should teach you a lesson and teach you not to love. I will send you out of here and to Tatooine." "No!" I said standing up. I vowed I would never return there after my mother died. "Yes!" He retorted yelling very loudly. "You will get over this! You will get past it! You will go to Tatooine and you will buy property there with your own credits and you WILL live there!" I knew there was no arguing. "Pack your things." He finished and left. I heard him press a code to lock the door from outside. I sniffled and held back tears. I didn't want to go back and even more so, I didn't want to leave Naboo or Padme. I packed my robes into a tauntaun skin pack I got from a trader I visited during a mission on Hoth. A single tear fell from my eye and I wiped it away quickly. Obi-wan would surely be even angrier if he knew I was crying. That was far too much emotion for a Jedi to show. That was my only problem. I showed too much emotion. I was excellent in manipulating the Force and even light saber dueling but I could never control my emotions. Especially those of fear, hurt and anger. I tied my pack and sent Obi-wan a thought. //I'm done packing, Master.// \\I will come and get you from your room. I will not allow you to say goodbye to anyone. You will see how love makes the life of a Jedi harder.\\ I sniffled again and worked harder to hold back my tears. He was making me leave without a single farewell to Padme, the first love of my life. As he said he would, he came to my room and unlocked the door. We walked threw a corridor in the back of the palace, obviously to make sure I was able to see no one before I left, on our way to the main hanger. When we got there we boarded a Jedi cruiser. The wedge shaped craft was old but worked beautifully. As we took off and the repulsor lifts pushed us up, off of the floor of the hanger a single tear slid down my cheek as I could not hold it in any more.
Obi-wan's balcony, the one connected to his room. I was in trouble again. This is no surprise. I was always in trouble with my master. I wasn't sure what I had done this time though. My mind raced with thoughts as I tried to figure out what could have angered Obi-wan so much that he sent me from the ballroom where the Padme, I mean the Queen's party was being held, to come up here and wait for him. I still hadn't figured it out when Obi-wan entered the room fuming. "What a mess you have gotten yourself into this time Anakin." I have him a questioning face. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." He paused and looked at me for a second. He was obviously reading my thoughts. "OK, so you don't which makes me even more mad at you. You don't realize that what you have done is wrong." "Master, I assure you, I know not what you speak of." "You love her." I thought for a moment. Obi- wan must have sensed it. Sensed that I loved her, loved Padme. "Yes, Master. I do." "It states specifically in the code of the Jedi that 'Thou shall not love'!" I shuddered at his last word. He said the word love in such an angry way. "By Force, Anakin. Leave it to you to let emotions get the best of you. I knew, I knew that the death of your mother would lead you to this." He pointed an accusing finger at me. My mother, why did he bring her up? She died a year ago when I was eighteen and Obi-wan told me I must not let it get to me. I suppose it has but I doubt it has anything to do with my love for Padme, or perhaps…I don't know…perhaps it does. "Anakin, are you listening? Of course not because you never have and never will. You have been distant since your mother died and it is unacceptable!" A chill went through my spine as he mentioned the death of my mother again. I hadn't spoken for a week after that and Obi-wan was even OK with that. I suppose I was overreacting then but now, I still think I have done nothing wrong. "Do you?" Obi-wan questioned. He had been reading my thoughts again. "Well, perhaps I should teach you a lesson and teach you not to love. I will send you out of here and to Tatooine." "No!" I said standing up. I vowed I would never return there after my mother died. "Yes!" He retorted yelling very loudly. "You will get over this! You will get past it! You will go to Tatooine and you will buy property there with your own credits and you WILL live there!" I knew there was no arguing. "Pack your things." He finished and left. I heard him press a code to lock the door from outside. I sniffled and held back tears. I didn't want to go back and even more so, I didn't want to leave Naboo or Padme. I packed my robes into a tauntaun skin pack I got from a trader I visited during a mission on Hoth. A single tear fell from my eye and I wiped it away quickly. Obi-wan would surely be even angrier if he knew I was crying. That was far too much emotion for a Jedi to show. That was my only problem. I showed too much emotion. I was excellent in manipulating the Force and even light saber dueling but I could never control my emotions. Especially those of fear, hurt and anger. I tied my pack and sent Obi-wan a thought. //I'm done packing, Master.// \\I will come and get you from your room. I will not allow you to say goodbye to anyone. You will see how love makes the life of a Jedi harder.\\ I sniffled again and worked harder to hold back my tears. He was making me leave without a single farewell to Padme, the first love of my life. As he said he would, he came to my room and unlocked the door. We walked threw a corridor in the back of the palace, obviously to make sure I was able to see no one before I left, on our way to the main hanger. When we got there we boarded a Jedi cruiser. The wedge shaped craft was old but worked beautifully. As we took off and the repulsor lifts pushed us up, off of the floor of the hanger a single tear slid down my cheek as I could not hold it in any more.