Alright, this is another story I've been working on, actually it's possibly a trilogy. I'm planning a prequel to it. One will be able to tell that later in the story.
Also, I'm still looking for a beta, please PM me if interested.
And if you read The Scroll Episode II, I updated last night. I haven't gotten many reviews. If I don't get many more, don't expect an update anytime soon.
Chapter One
Letter
Naboo
Naberrie residence
From the sitting room sofa, Monteé looked up to her fellow handmaiden Teckla come in. "Hey," Her fingers continuing to go through the flimsies. "How is everyone?"
"Well, I ran into my former monster‑I mean mother-in-law." That woman often reassured Teckla that she had done the right thing in filing for divorce. That and the third person in her marriage. His "friend" as he called her time and time again.
Monteé nodded while making a knowing face.
"But other than that, the kids are happy," they were finally spending time with their father. "So I'm happy."
Monteé smiled, "That's the most important thing." Her fingers finished running through the flimsies one last time. She didn't see anything…special for the Senator. "Would you go through these?" She handed her the flimsies. To organize just as their mistress always liked. "She's busy" Monteé gestured out the window. All the Naberries were out in the yard playing, talking, and laughing. "And I was going to make some tea."
"Sure," she smiled at her. "Just make me some for me."
"Deal," Monteé said smiling back.
Teckla began going through her lady's mail. The first looked to be local and judging by the writing‑from someone very young. Probably a young girl writing to her idol. She always found those sweet. She tossed out the second one into the compactor. Junk mail. The third looked to be…it was rather thick.
She took a closer looked at it.
Ah, another flimsi was caught on the back. The top flimsi looked to be document for next week's debate. The next on the other was most curious.
It read: PERSONAL FOR SENATOR AMIDALA.
Teckla never seen something like this for her mistress before. Curiously and cautiously‑worrying that it may been something that gotten past the security mail checks, she opened it.
For your safety, I cannot say my current whereabouts.
Amazing how here I am
Probably in one of the worst places in the Galaxy
Yet I feel like the luckiest man in the universe
When I think of you
Of us
Regardless of the secrecy
That I have your love
That I have you as my wife
That I have you to come home to
Each and every time
Teckla's eyes zoomed back to the last word of the ninth line.
Wife?
Wife…
She then zoomed down to the bottom of the flimsi to see who wrote this. Surely this was a joke. Some sort of mix up. Yes…yes. That was it, yes.
But she checked again no, the letter was addressed to Padmé. No mistake.
She scanned all the way down to the bottom to see who sent it.
With all my love,
Anakin
To Teckla's knowledge, she only knew of one Anakin, but he was…
But…
"Oh my Shiraya…" spilled out Teckla's lips.
Monteé head peaked into the room, "What? What's wrong?"
"They're …She's …" A few words continuing to stumble out of her gaped mouth. "…the hell?"
Monteé came closer. She was getting concerned. What? What was it? Then saw what Teckla was holding in her shaking hand. What it said on the cover…
Oh my Shiraya, indeed.
Kriff!
KRIFF!
Panic ran through her body. How did Monteé miss that letter?
Monteé swallowed her fear and reached for control, just as she was taught. She approached this delicate matter as carefully as possible…really was there any good way to approach a revelation such as this?
No.
All Monteé could think of‑all she could say was "I know."
She looked at her friend again, really if the situation wasn't so serious, the sharp gaze on Teckla's face would be quite funny.
"She's...!"
"I know! I know!"
"You know?" Teckla didn't realize she was beginning to shout. She looked at her shocked, then narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean‑"
"I know, okay!" Monteé took Teckla by the shoulders. "I know." She calmly said, "And Ellé knows too!" She listened around and checked the window to see if anyone was coming "But her family doesn't know so you have to stop screaming." Herself included.
"What?" Teckla's gaze changed from shock to dumbfound. Monteé had to be joking. What do you mean…" While Teckla kept going on, and quite loudly. Monteé checked out the window to see Mr. Naberrie coming to house. She wanted to speak with Teckla more about this, but it was too late.
Not to mention too late to tie Teckla up and stuff her in the nearest closet.
Oh, kriff.
End of Chapter One.
Author's Note:
Shiraya is an ancient moon goddess of Naboo. Padmé actually kept a statue of her in her apartment.