Anakin watched Leia as she slept. She truly was a remarkable
child with a strange imagination. They had been in the gardens nearly
all night playing a game she claimed to have invented herself. It
involved pretending to be the ruler of Naboo and telling Anakin
exactly what she thought of every single sentient being she had ever
met. For a little girl she had a lot of opinions.

Like how she thought Luke was a whiny little baby with a bad
right hook. And how she thought Obi-Wan was incredibly boring when he
started doing that sitting thing and how he really needed to shave.
And how she thought Padme was the most beautiful creature in the
universe and she should be named Empress of the galaxy and sit around
all day playing with Leia's hair.

She was a charming girl. How he wished he could have been there
when she was born. He'd already missed so much of her life. He'd never
known two years could be such a long time.

Brushing a strand of hair off of her face he smiled. Maybe he
would overcome this darkness surrounding him. Maybe with his angel by
his side.


That's the end. I know I said this was gonna be great and it's only
good but I got writtings block that seems to be exclusive to this
story.