Summary: An alternate Episode II kinda sorta. When the Trade Federation threatens Naboo once again Queen Amidala is forced to form an alliance by marrying the King of Corellia, Wes Abram. However when two Jedi from her past come back to solve the mysteries of the Trade Federation her feelings come out and change everything.
A/N: Padmé is still Queen. If anything is inaccurate to the complicated story of Star Wars I'm sorry I'm still not sure if I'm going to follow it yet. It's kind of like a 'Courtship of Princess Leia', 'Attack of the Clones' mix kinda sorta. Please just read and review!!!
Disclaimer: Yeah good ole George owns it I just write it.
The water rolled over the ledge in a never ending stream. Padmé Naberrie stood on the balcony of her enormous palace overlooking the waterfall in the far distance. It seemed so peaceful at this moment. Even though the water seemed to be falling so distantly she could hear the droplets off water hit into the larger pool as it joined the remainder of the pond below. "Queen Amidala?" a voice spoke behind her.
She whipped around breaking out of her concentration. "Governor Sio Bibble," she said slightly startled. "What is it that you are in need of," she asked in her regal queen voice.
"We fear that the Trade Federation is plotting another invasion, they are bitter from their defeat almost 10 years ago and we have been informed from a source that they have begun production on a new army." Sio Bibble responded gravely.
Padmé directed her attention back to the water. It was hard for her to be queen with all the responsibilities but when her people were in danger she always wanted to protect them. She looked back towards the Governor her eyes the focuses of her pail appearance in the queen make up. "We beat them in the last battle what will stop us from beating them again," she replied arrogantly. "I'm sure the gungan's will be happy to assist us."
"I wish that were so your highness but the Trade Federation may be constructing a new army far superior to ours, they know our weaknesses M'lady and I'm not sure if we are much of a match any longer."
She sighed, "Is there anything that we can do?"
"The safest thing is to form an alliance with a trustworthy kingdom with a strong military," Sio suggested his features slightly more saggy and old then the original conflict that they had endured together.
"We must do something quickly before any aggressive actions are made," Padmé said in a more strict tone.
"The council has been discussing it and past alliance offers and the best so far seems to be from Wes Abram of Corellia," he paused clearing his throat. "They seem to be loyal and have an extremely strong military but Abram does not trust the contracts and wordy alliances he wishes for a family bond of rule."
Padmé looked at him confused, "what exactly does this mean?"
"He will only form an alliance with you if you take his hand in marriage," Sio stated more clearly.
"Well I'm sure there are more options for combining our military with, this can't be our last resort." Padmé tried to reason, she was in no position to get married to a stranger, she wasn't sure she was even to marry somebody that she knew well.
"Corellia seems to be our best option, they're close to Naboo, friendly, and above all trust worthy."
"What about Alderaan, we can trust Bail Organa he has always supported us," Padmé suggested her voice rising slightly.
"Alderaan is a peaceful nation their military is pitiful compared to ours and almost non-existent!"
Padmé nodded silencing as she returned her gaze once again to the water, it was so peaceful. "Inform the King of Corellia that the Queen of Naboo is delighted at his marriage proposal in return of his protection and assistance in any attack, and tell him that I accept."
Sio nodded as he began to walk back into the throne room, he paused turning back to her, "one more thing your highness," he stopped allotting her time to acknowledge him; "the Jedi council is looking into our conflicts at this time and are sending two Jedi to investigate the situation."
"The Jedi have always been powerful allies," the Queen realized.
"Yes but they can not fight a war for us," Sio concluded as he walked to the throne room leaving Padmé to her thoughts.
Anakin Skywalker walked along the beautiful streets of Naboo; he had not fully recognized them since he had only visited them once nearly 10 years ago. He brushed his long padawan braid out of his face and behind his ear. He took a deep breath to appreciate the clean Naboo air. On Coruscant the air was polluted by the vehicles and the waist but here on Naboo it was clean with the beautiful trees and glorious streams.
His eyes searched his surroundings and he suddenly thought of her. The girl that had forever taken his heart so many years ago. He wondered why he still thought of her, why her picture was forever scared into his memory. He wondered if his angel was still Queen or if she was a mere noble among these people.
He knew that Obi Wan had taken him to solve the mysteries of the Trade Federation but he didn't dare to inform him who they were assisting and what had happened to haunter of his dreams. Then his thoughts deceived him. He squinted as he looked closer into the small bar, "Padmé?" he said barely a whisper.
Padmé needed someplace to relax somewhere where nobody knew that she was Queen somewhere where nobody told her things she did not want to her. Here nobody knew that Padmé Naberrie was Queen Amidala, here Padmé was the poor girl from the trash part of Theed who came in from time to time to have their famous fruit smoothie.
"Is this seat taken?" a soft voice from behind her came.
"Do you see anybody sitting in it?" she asked with an attitude to busy reviewing her planets situation to worry over who sat where.
"You're a feisty one aren't you?" he joked taking the seat next to her."
She finally looked over at him, into his deep ice blue eyes that seemed rather familiar, "I don't appreciate your humor," she replied coldly.
"I'm sorry I picked you up on a bad day."
"There will be no 'picking up' involving me today sir," she retorted.
"Is there something troubling you?"
"Nothing of your concern," she paused noticing his long braid; "you're a Jedi aren't you."
He gave her a cocky nod, his smile widening.
"But I see you're still a padawan, not quite grown up enough to become a Jedi knight still learning," she said deflating his ego. His smile faded.
"I'm really hoping that you are just having a bad day," he said beginning to stand up, "because it would be a shame for any person to be so, so…"
"So what?"
"So bitchy!" he said walking out of the bar.
She stood up following him immediately. "Excuse me how dare you accuse me of any such thing when we have not known each other for more then a minute. You should be ashamed of yourself aren't Jedi supposed to respect others. You know you; you're the 'bitchy' one"
He turned and smiled, "and what kind of person are you to pass such judgment on me?"
She crossed her arms across her chest, "I have my own problems to deal with. I don't need to be insulted by you."
"You didn't have to follow me," he said his voice soft and sweet as he stepped towards her. Her eyes made contact with his and she melted into the deepness and the intensity.
"I don't even know you," she said randomly as he grabbed her hand.
"It's never too late to meet somebody new," he smiled clearly taking advantage of her as he took another step closer.
"I'm not easy," she said as she leaned closer to him, his eyes dragging her into his tractor beam as if he were her soul mate and they did not need to know each other to share these feelings.
"Who said you were," he said leaning down towards her now him too being dragged into the force of their desire.
"I'm not going to kiss you," she said breathlessly.
"I'd beg to differ," he said brushing his lips against hers softly as they began to kiss.
Padmé broke away, "I shouldn't have done that, I can't do that, it was wrong I'm sorry, I really have to go," she said quickly as she began to walk away but held into his grasp she couldn't go.
"You'll always be my angel," he smiled as he walked away.
She stopped her eyes following the mysterious figure her memory working hard to decode his statement, "Anakin?" she said breathlessly, her mind fluttered and confused.
To be continued…