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Padme Amidala, or Skywalker as she much preferred, watch the fireballs illuminate the skies of Coursaunt, the Republics elite home fleet engaging one of the largest fleets the Separatists have gathered in the war.
It seemed as if her master was up to something.
Padme sighed shakily, she was one of the most powerful Sith Lords this galaxy has ever seen, and yet it still bothers her how vulnerable she becomes when her husband is involved in one of her master's plan.
She knew that Anakin Skywalker has been in love with her when she walked in to that shop on that fateful day 13 years ago, and while she sensed his power and was told by her master to manipulate him while she maneuvered Palpatine in to of position, she did so without a thought, but when on the ship when he offered her that necklace, his eyes full of innocence and awe of her. She silently swore that she would protect this boy from the galaxy, be it the foolish Jedi or her own master.
And when she met him ten years later, tall proud and confident, she had no choice but to fall for him, and marry him.
As the battle raged in the space above her, she felt the dark shift in the force and her masters plan complete, she knew that she and Anakin soon had a dangerous and deadly path ahead them.
