Disclaimers: Character and any mentioned belong
to George Lucas
Rating: PG
A/N: Padme is a Lady of the Sith. And this also is based on a roleplay
Padme, Lady of the Sith
She knew she had wronged him. Wronged him in the worst way possible. She was his. Her heart, body, mind and soul belonged to him and no one else. Which was why the guilt of what she'd done kept creeping into her mind. On one hand she wanted to tell him… Wanted to tell him and get her punishment out of the way. And no matter what that punishment was she'd take it like the Sith Lady that she was. She'd take it with dignity and grace. Or as much of that as she could have after he was done with her. But on the other hand she didn't want to tell him. No, she'd never seen him angry before and she didn't want to start now. But knowing… just knowing that she'd wronged him and knowing that she didn't tell him… she knew that her guilt would eat her alive. Would tear her apart piece by piece and leave him wondering what was going on. And when he asked… when she knew that he'd ask and she knew that she couldn't deny him his answer… she knew that the punishment would be worse. That her body and mind, possibly even her soul would go through so much hardship.
But in it all she knew. In it all she knew that she'd go through it. No matter what it took she'd go through with everything that he saw fit. Whether it be him throwing her into eternal darkness for a while or cutting her off from the Force. Now she probably would go crazy being cut off from it… not being able to feel it or feel him in it… but she'd deal with it. Or perhaps… perhaps he'd lock her away from the world. Make her see the error of her ways.
That was just it though… she did see the error of them already and it hurt. Because she'd lost something more precious than herself to another Sith Lord's pleasures as well as her own… she'd possibly lost Obi-Wan's touch. And like a drug it was something she was addicted to.
He was her drug. Her everything. Now what would he be?