I loved him more than anything. I was always so proud, telling anyone with a broad smile that I was to be Skywalker's apprentice. I couldn't believe, I, me, I was Anakin Skywalker's Padawan. The Anakin Skywalker, the man I had admired all my life ever since I was a youngling in the Jedi temple. He never did disappoint. I felt invincible. I was invincible with him. He would never let anything hurt me. The funny thing about having someone to protect, it's so much harder protecting them from yourself.

It happened on my birthday, the day I turned twelve. I was giddy with excitement, and positively could not contain myself. I knew Master would share the day with me if I asked him, maybe even Master Kenobi could be invited. It was our day off, but couldn't we spend it together anyways? We usually do, but Master said he was drained. Surely he is feeling better now, he never does stay down for long. I went to his room, higher than the clouds. As soon as my knuckles met the door I felt something wasn't right. My heart beat was heavier in my chest, but this sensation was nowhere near joy. Suddenly I did not want to see Master Skywalker. I felt embarrassed by my apprehension, it was completely ridiculous. What could he have possibly done that I was so afraid? Still, my uneasiness did not fade. It only intensified when I heard footsteps behind the door, moving closer. With each thud my stomach twisted itself into a tighter knot until I was outright shaking. All thoughts of celebration were long since gone from my memory. Now I simply wanted to quell my irrational fear. It would have been better had I left.

Anakin appeared at the door. My smile immediately jumped to my face. In his presence, my prior anxiety all melted away. It was almost like it had never existed. He always made all my problems dissipate it seemed like. And really, what had I been frightened of anyways? I am always safe here with Anakin.