Deora ar mo chroí (Tears on My Heart)

Rating: PG

Summary: This is for Steffie mainly, just kind of a summary about the whole Adamé and Obi-Wan saga, basically a pilot for my Fight For Rimald novel. Obi-Wan thinks and summarizes all of the battles he and Adamé have gone through, and are yet to endure to stay together. Very romantic.

Author's Note: This story is based on an Enya song (for Dara), Tears on My Heart from her newest album, A Day Without Rain (gee, doesn't that name sound familiar?). The first lyrics are in Gaelic, and there is an adaptation of them to English at the end of the story.

~*~* Ba dheas an là go oíche
Na glórtha binne i mo thaobh
'S aoibhneas i gach áit gan gruaim
Áthas ar mo chroí go deo
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro

Ma shiúlaim ó na laetha beo
An ghrian 's ghealach ar mo chúl
Níl uaim ach smaointe ó mo shaoil
Deora ar mo chroí go brón
He-a-ro
He-a-ro
He-a-o-ro ~*~*



He loved to watch her sleep. It provided him with some strange sensation that he couldn't get from anything else. He would put his ear by her mouth just to hear her breath. It was almost like she was speaking to him through her breath, a quiet song that he would spend hours listening to, even if it meant he got no sleep at all. When he realized what merely listening to her breath had done to his inner soul, he had decided that she had to be the most heavenly creature in the universe. The Force had brought him to her to fulfill his destiny.

There were other times when he would put his hand on her flat belly and watch it rise and fall as she took her quiet breaths. Sometimes the emotions that flew into his mind nearly drove him mad. He'd look at her face every so often to see what she looked like as he felt her breath physically, her face serene with the protection of the deepest sleep.

This night as he lay with her, watching her in her slumber, he had concluded what was happening to the both of them. It was mercy of authority controlling the mechanisms that designed their fate. But he would not give her up. She was a sensory addiction that he would not let go of. Not until he was forced out of her arms.

Adamé would be his driving force. To be with her. To not let the people that forced them to part win the everlasting battle. The fact was he could have her, after all she wanted him. But anyone who had the power to change what was set to be done, would not see it.

But perhaps they both were being selfish. Thinking only of themselves, versus what was best for the planet. Mandalore could protect the humble Rimald, but it seemed as though there was something else behind it all. Some hidden, secret deal. That was the only reason she was being pushed to marry the established Prince Iglid of Mandalore. Because Rimald was a peaceful, non-violent populace that needed to be protected by some over exaggerated planet of safety. To Obi-Wan however, it was strange that Queen Samphet suddenly believed it was the best decision for Rimald, seeing as how for the whole period that she had ruled, she had never allowed anyone to intrude on Rimald's excessive well-being. It always seemed that everyone wanted to protect the planet, which of course was only because of it's thriving resources. Adamé had sensed the oddity in the situation too. How the queen had suddenly been taken ill, then miraculously cured after the marriage proposal was approved by the Galactic Senate and a specific date was set. It was no surprise to the forgotten Obi-Wan, the queen had pushed Adamé and Iglid so incessantly that it seemed to him she believed time was somehow running out.

Obi-Wan had not spoken to Adamé of Iglid's plan of invasion if she would not marry him. But thankfully, Adamé had regretfully agreed to the marriage, knowing then that both of the parties would have to be allowed their other significant others, or concubines as Iglid had mentioned. Obi-Wan knew though that Mandalore would eventually take over Rimald entirely, perhaps create supply lines from the planets for trade. He had also heard Iglid speak of beginning a spice mine on Rimald. The future did not look good.

And then there was the princess. Adamé always let her mouth speak for her. She had kicked and screamed until her voice was horse not to be forced into marrying Iglid. She had described him to Obi-Wan as a senseless bastard who would never love her for who she was, but for what she had. And she was absolutely right. When Iglid had caught her and him together, he had taken Obi-Wan to a chamber down below the royal palace on Rimald and beaten him until he passed out from the pain. (And there was that strange lizard like thing he possessed which stripped Obi-Wan from all of his Force recessitation.)

Then Iglid had made word to the Jedi Council, or one of his menservants did, saying that Obi-Wan was no longer in the position to make the right decisions about things pertaining to the princess. Obi-Wan had been forced to return to Coruscant and stay under the watch of the council. However, Adamé had made her way to seem him constantly, somehow slipping past her new bodyguards and Iglid's as well. Hanno, Adamé's nurse and second mother, had been right. They were inseparable, but only when authority allowed it.

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Adaptation of Tears on My Heart:

How beautiful the day and night;
the earth is singing in the wind,
the voices rise and touch the sky
telling all the earth's believing,
and in the night sighs fall down,
and from the skies sighs fall down on me.

And when I move away from view
my voice is singing in the wind,
it rises up to touch the sky
telling all that I believe in,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing,
and from the night earth shall sing again.


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