Her Eyes, His Eyes
A/N: One Shot, Padme and Anakin drabble.
The Nubian sunset was slowly melting into various shades of red, orange and yellow. A perfect beginning.
To two star-crossed lovers, this was the beginning of the end. The war was fast approaching and they barely had two days to spend with each other, and each other only.
If you were a passer-by and saw the couple being married, you would smile as you could practically feel the love, the emotion, the turmoil rolling off them. The way that handsome tall man looks at his bride, that's the way you want your beau to look at you. The beauty of the bride, was barely rivalled by any pretty girl. She had the softest brown curls and her deep, chocolate brown eyes could bore a hole in you. The groom had blue eyes. Not only old blue, but a sharp blue, had seemed to hold a maturity beyond his nineteen years. If you looked closely enough, you could see the terror held within. The terror that he was going to lose his bride. The terror that he would eventually turn to the darkside. The terror that he was going to be expelled from the Jedi Order.
Anakin Skywalker had a lot of things to be scared of. But he had a certain air of mystery, even the finest and greatest Jedi could never read him properly. He was different to the average Jedi, you could tell as much but you couldn't guess it was because he had something worth fighting for, that was unless you saw him and Padme Amidala.
Padme Naberrie. At least that was what she was born. She had matured beyond her twenty fours quickly, being a Queen could do that. She hadn't planned on falling in love with a Jedi. Albeit the fact he happened to be the Chosen One. Not to mention he was well, five years younger than her. Her former ambitions of becoming Chancellor had somewhat diminished, all she wanted was the war to end quickly so she could retire, having done her duty. She could spend the rest of her life with Anakin.
He stood nervously waiting for her to say 'I Do'. It seemed like an eternity to him before he heard her utter,
'I Do'
When the priest announced he could kiss the bride, he was ecstatic. The woman he had been dreaming about since her was nine, was finally his.
It was him and her against the galaxy, the soft kiss confirmed it.
And he couldn't wait for the war to end, so he could leave the Jedi Order having done his duty, having completed the prophecy of the Chosen One. He desperately wanted to spend the remainder of his life with her, and her alone.