Wild meadow flowers, why did she smell wild meadow flowers? As much as she would have preferred otherwise Naboo's meadows were parsecs away, just like Anakin. Attempting to busy herself in some tedious treaties, from an earlier committee meeting, she could not keep her mind from wandering no matter how hard she tried.
She had not spoken to anyone, or even bothered to check the holo-news. The more she attempted to fool herself, the less it worked and there was still that unexplainable scent of wild flowers, that was just a little too real to be a simple matter of wishful thinking.
Giving up the hope of ever getting any actual work done, she gave up even trying. It was then that she noticed the floral scent was mixed with something else, a very pleasant and familiar scent. But it couldn't be? That was impossible wasn't it?
If there had been a galactic record for longest and most passionate kiss, they surely would have broken it. So happy to each other, they couldn't even bother with words. As soon as Anakin stepped out from the shadows, with the flowers in his hand, Padmé didn't' even bother to ask questions, even though she had a million of them.
She was so overwhelmed with happiness at the sight of her husband that all she could do was throw her arms round his neck in an embrace that barely allowed for breathing. Anakin for his part was only more than happy to return the favor. Like a pair of magnets their lips soon found each other, refusing to part for anything.
It was only when she noticed that the flowers were getting quite crushed between them and thorns were starting to dig into her neck that Padmé reluctantly broke it off. It was then that she was also able to speak.
"I thought you weren't coming, that you wouldn't be able to. I … I…I can't believe your home. I missed you so much." She could barely get the words out, between breathes.
"I didn't know myself until right before I left. I don't understand it. I was supposed to stay on Selonia, but the next thing I know I'm being ordered to return to Coruscant for a week of R and R. Even Master Kenobi was most mystified." Anakin looked as though he wasn't sure if he really wanted the answer to that question.
"I guess for once the fates are on our side. I say we take advantage of the situation." Padmé replied with a slightly mischievous grin on her face, before remembering something that threatened to put a damper on the whole situation.
"What is it?" Anakin asked worried about her sudden drastic change of mood.
"I have a meeting in less than an hour, and I'm going to be tied up with meetings and paperwork all week. But we still have our evenings." She was starting to feel like the victim of a very bad practical joke when suddenly as if something was reading her mind the comlink on her desk started beeping with a message that her meeting had been canceled. In fact, it appeared that suddenly due to some rather extraordinary twist of fate she had the whole week free.
She had the strongest feeling that if she didn't know it was impossible, she would have sworn that somebody was pulling strings and setting them up. But that was impossible. No one knew of their relationship, not her family, not even Master Kenobi. They may have had their suspicions, but they certainly didn't know about the marriage and they certainly wouldn't have the power or the desire to pull something like this. She couldn't think of anyone that would be able to do that, or why anyone would want to.
Looking up at Anakin, she decided to worry about it later. Right now she had an entire week off and her husband was here to help her celebrate the fact they had been married for a year and a day. And she intended to take every advantage of the situation.
Walking away from the desk she made sure the door to her office was locked, then she shut off the lights and returned to Anakin.
"Now then Husband dear, where were we?"