Yeah so I made up this story like a year ago and wrote about two chapters of it. I figured why not share this idea with the fanfiction community maybe they'll like it. If you don't I understand it was a stupid idea I guess? Anyway, enjoy and leave your reviews and comments lying around thanks.
Naboo 28 BBY
The halls of the Naboo palace were filled with absolute silence. The Queen of their planet was in labor with her first child and as such she was given everything requested. She was a savior to their people, and they would do anything to have her in absolute comfort, even when she tried to deny herself that comfort. She was a good woman to no end, but had her weaknesses here and there.
Now her weakness lies with the child that was soon to be born. The child in which was conceived through a relationship with a noble man from the isolated planet of Hapes. The child would inherit their mother's beauty if a girl, or his fathers handsome features if a boy. The two seemed to be perfect for each other, and now it appeared that this child was going to be a stepping-stone to get the couple together at last.
Though this relationship could encourage the Hapan people to become more open with Naboo and the rest of the Republic it was unlikely that one relationship would change a countries foreign policy. Besides that, Hapes was a culture in which the females held the power, not the males. This boy was nothing to them other than another boy who had fallen in love with a woman who did not see him as a pest.
The romance was well documented of course on Naboo. When the people were not dealing with economic hardships they enjoy to focus on what their rulers are doing. It is only natural one would expect. The thought of the Queen marrying was high and most would approve at that point if she and the child she carried were to become permanent rulers of the planet of Naboo.
The constitution called for democracy, not monarchy or popular rule. The Queen had only recently been re-elected into office for her second and final term. She was spending most of her time trying to remain calm while the thoughts of becoming a mother were surrounding her. It appeared to everyone at one point that she may step down just to be closer to her child rather than be the leader they knew she was. It would be unfair to the people if she stepped down, even if temporarily. They could not lose her.
In the room where the Queen gave birth the process was nearing an end when midwives from all over the planet of Naboo stood in the room just waiting to help the queen in this difficult process. They gave her calm words of encouragement while her beautiful face contorted in pain. Her body shifted into an upright position while the midwives rushed to her sides to prepare for the child to be born.
"You must push now your highness!" A mid-wife ordered the Queen, getting a cry from the Queen in return. "Come on, we are nearly there."
The Queen screamed as the child was born. She was still breathing heavily when the midwife announced the baby as a boy. The boy, the technical prince of Naboo had been born on this day, the same day in which his mother had been born over nineteen years earlier.
He was handed to the Queen. The Queen forever had a smile on her face that showed that even though she had just been through Hell it had all been worth it to hear the first cries of her newborn son.
"What is his name your highness?" A handmaiden, named Sabe asked.
"Dmitri." She replied kissing the infant on his forehead while holding him close.
Dmitri Naberrie Pavlov, the full name of the latest addition to the universe. His eyes were wide open, so deep and blue. He would of course inherit his mother's brown eyes or his father's green eyes later in life, for now she could hold him and think of how deep his eyes seemed to be.
He was perfect, she decided after accessing her son herself. Ten toes, ten fingers, light reddish brown hair on his scalp, and a good layer of fat on his mid-section. He was perfect to the Queen and there was absolutely nothing in that moment that would have her ever change her mind. Her son was her son and she was never going to let him go.
"I love you." She whispered to him as she kissed his forehead.
The nurses only smiled at this mother-child bonding moment. They had seen it dozens of times and here was no different. The entire mother had to do was look at her baby and she would fall in love with it. Even the Queen, who scarily showed emotions, seemed to melt with her face directed at her newborn son. For once, in nearly five years the Queen looked truly happy.
