"—I wonder what it'd be like to be among the starry sky, peering down at the individual lights below as they gazed right back."

It'd be much more peaceful than being down here, that's for sure. A soft sigh escaped the plump lips of the Queen, chocolate irises staring below at the speeders that whizzed by from every direction from her apartment's balcony. Her left hand brushed through her soft chestnut curls as she tried to ignore the obnoxious buzzing that Coruscanti nights provided. She longed for the peacefulness that a night in Naboo's royal gardens would bring or at least a distraction to help remove the homesickness that was currently enveloping her.

Padmé hugged her thighs closely to her chest and softly rested her chin on top of her knees, trying to find comfort in this lonely apartment. It wasn't that the Queen wasn't used to being alone— it was just that there was always a reassuring thought that her handmaidens were on the other side of her chamber doors. There was always somebody that she could reach out on the opposite of her locked doors to and in this apartment, she was truly alone…

Rising from the couch, the young woman decided that tea might help cure her loneliness and in return, sooth her frazzled nerves and help her drift off into a light slumber. As she poured water into the porcelain kettle, Padmé heard a soft knock on the door. Pausing, she slowly turned the running faucet off and rushed over to the locked doors. Without hesitation, she unlocked the three locks and opened the door to find a familiar silhouette standing in the empty hallway.

"—Master Kenobi…"