A/N: What can I say? I love Hayden, he's so gorgeous and this is a A/A story, I had never been too good at the beginnings, I'll be more expressive when I know your opinions, 'til that PLZ REVIEW.
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Do You Think This is Love?
By: I'm-a-dreamer
E-mail: Ddg_xxx@hotmail.com
PrologueI hope she is having a calm rest. She seems so placid while resting; she was so exhausted after the birth.
Leia, my beautiful daughter borne from my life's love and my life's hate. Leia is almost the exact replica of Amidala. It's such a God bless she hasn't any trait from him. But the boy…
He has his features: blond sandy hair, same blue eyes; sending him away was the best thing I could have done.
If Amidala had looked at him she would have been only reminded of the past, disturbed by a ghost. A shadow that creeps through the night to her layer and that only makes her scream at night.
She sleeps by my side, while calling and longing him, still wanting him after all the things that he has done.
I lay quite, without uttering a single word when I know that she's thinking of him. I respected because I love her too much to even try to touch her. I love her since I can remember. We were engaged and were suppose to live happily ever after, until he appeared or better said, reappeared in her lifelike a sudden thunder in a sunny calm day.
Him, with only nineteen years of existence, took away her heart, body and soul. What a clever thief! Nobody took notice until it was too late: he had stolen her heart already. In only few weeks he made true my life's dream.
I was twenty-seven years old at that time when a boy stole a twenty-three years old Senator and ex Queen's heart. She had fall in love with him when we were engage. I knew that she was only marrying me because it would be an excellent treat for Naboo to have an alliance with Alderaan; she was never in love with me. The last time that I saw her before all had happen, was when she boarded the ship that took her to Coruscant since there was an attempt on her life. After the long time that we were apart I went to Naboo again. An informant of my utter trust told me about the rumors that were circulating through there.
"People is telling that she has an immoral relationship with that kid," I remember my informant said.
"What kid? What you are talking about? Please explain yourself immediately," I asked.
"Anakin Skywalker, the Naboo hero of the Trade Federation. He is going to be a Jedi; he is Master Kenobi's padawan and is supposed to be the legendary 'Chosen One'."
The memory of the famous 'Chosen One' came to my mind. I thought that it was only a Jedi's legend.
"Jedis are forbidden for love, and I that such a delicate Senator with high moral values would mingle herself with that youth; it would be simple too wicked," I remember I replied. I truly believed it. Great was my surprise…
I can tell now.
"But your Highness, the people is commenting about the great closeness that they have. They say he is emotional, not a normal Jedi. People says they have an affair-"
"ENOUGH! Don't you dare to speak about Senator Amidala like that ever again!"
"Sorry Sir," He looked scare at me, "I'm just telling what people is commenting."
I remember I entered the Theed Palace looking for Amidala, and I saw her with in the gardens. They were sitting near a cascade. He had a broad smile, and I could saw her eyes shinning with an immense intensity every time she looked at him.
I felt jealous, jealous of a boy that was forbidden for love and a former slave?
Yes, I was.
Yes, I still am.
They were smiling to each other. He put a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear. She looked down and blushed a bit. Then, she caressed with one slender finger his jaw line.
When she saw me, was very surprised, nervous, pale I dare to say, even scared. But, well, how couldn't she after what she had done?
Our wedding was planned to be after a month from that day when my worst fear came to hunt my peace. My fear had and has the face of a bright electric blue eye, blond, athletic teen.
Our wedding was canceled; she had already married the kid. To make it shorter, I jump a part and will say that Anakin went to the Clone Wars. She waited him. The citizens weren't informed of the changes, but at the end it wasn't necessary.
He never came back…
He is alive.
He is dead.
He is an angel.
He is a demon.
He is all and is nothing, all at the same time.
Anakin Skywalker is 'dead'.
Lord Darth Vader is 'alive'. He turned to the Dark Side.
Like everyone said, the boy was (and is) too emotional and arrogant to be a Jedi.
He ripped her heart into pieces. Mine was ripped too. Everything related to Anakin Skywalker was and is hate. People's rumors came to the Palace doors. They wanted to know the true about their beloved Senator and highly remember ex Queen.
The thing was that one day I found her crying. We talked, she told me that it seems that she was pregnant. She was going to have a child, from a secret, forbidden and hidden marriage. And it was the child of a merciless, corrupted, child, a minor according to Naboo code, no less.
It was a big mess. First I couldn't believe how a woman with so many high values and intelligence as Amidala couldn't resist the sins of the flesh. Then I knew: she had completely fallen in love. She had quit the fight and had given herself in body, heart and soul to Anakin.
I offered her my help; I still loved her.
She married me because she hadn't any other option. We got married and the rumors dissipated.
People went happy when her pregnancy was officially announced, after a month after the wedding of course. Only Yoda, Obi-Wan, my informant, Amidala and I knew and know the truth.
That day I remembered founding her in her chambers in my palace, crying helplessly with a black rose in her hands. I didn't ask her anything; I knew I had to give her space.
"BY THE GRACE OF LADY VADER!"
One day a prisoner pleaded in front of the Alderaan court. He kneeled in front of Amidala, the new titled Queen of Alderaan. Murmurs were heard around the whole room.
"Lady Vader?" My people asked themselves in shock awing at their beautiful Queen. Memories of the demon with an angel face flooded through many minds.
"SHUT UP YOU BLAMFEME!" I shouted higher than I intended.
Amidala simply made a gesture with her hand that indicated me to calm myself.
She bravely stood up and spoke, "Explain yourself."
A simple command but given with regally.
"U see my dear 'ma'am' you can't hide the evident true from us: you are carrying the child of a monster," murmurs were loud, "a bastard from a bastard, well, from a 'Lord'," he concluded in a mocking tone.
Amidala had here head up, but I could see her eyes beginning to water from the memories. She finally spoke in her royal tone, "Do you consider my King a bastard and a monster?"
People began to laugh at her sarcasm. She had fixed the situation with a very clever comment. When we spoke after that she said that she hadn't lied, he was the King of her heart.
I had take care of her during all this time; she gave me nothing, only her presence. I never touched her even once I always sleep on the couch or on the floor for not letting people suspect. The punishment for her would be death.
I'm looking again at my beautiful baby daughter; she is going to be a Queen someday and I don't care what I will have to do for her to not discover that her true father isn't dead, but isn't alive either.
That it isn't me, even if I wish.
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