AN: Thank you to Brown eyes for reviewing, I love your fics girl! So I've
decided to add the next chapter so that more people will be able to get a
better idea of the story. Well enough of me, I hope you enjoy it.
The night may have been dark but under the intense glow of Naboo's moons she knew that there was no mistaking that the figure she saw was indeed Jedi Kenobi.
She took cover by a tree and waited to see any sign that he knew of her approach.
Nothing.
He just sat deadly still.
She breathed a quiet sigh of relief and began searching her mind for what she should do next.
She concluded that she had two options.
Either go over and reveal her presence to him. or she could try and sneak back to the palace before he noticed her.
She couldn't believe what she was doing; she was the Queen of Naboo for heaven's sake. She'd just done battle with the Trade Federation and won, and here she was now hiding by a tree from a Jedi Knight.
She didn't like admitting it, but she was hiding from him.
Not because she was scared of him but she was a little shy when it came to this particular Jedi.
It hadn't escaped her attention that he was indeed very handsome and now with the moonlight shining over his still boyish features, he looked even more so.
His shoulders were slumped forward and he had his knees drawn up under his chin.
It was becoming quite obvious to her that she had stumbled upon the Jedi in an extremely private moment.
Clear that he was grieving for his fallen master.
The guilt she felt in that moment almost consumed her.
She knew now that she would not approach the Jedi, because she was sure that he would hold her responsible for his master's death.
She wouldn't be able to handle the look of utter despair that she was sure would be present in his beautiful blue-green eyes.
Yes, she'd noticed his eyes.
She may not have spent much time with him but there seemed to be no way to escape the beauty of his eyes.
Now though, if she were to look into them, she was sure that the grief and suffering hidden within their depths would haunt her.
He probably regretted the day that he'd met her, for she had brought about the end of his life, the way he'd known it.
No, she would leave him be and not cause him anymore pain.
And as she turned to leave she was startled by the sound of his accented voice.
He'd finally managed to stop the tears from falling and was now hugging his legs tight to his chest, in an attempt to comfort himself.
He was now lost in thoughts about his new life, how he was going to cope being master to the so-called 'Chosen One'.
And how was he going to cope?
Back on Coruscant he'd said that he was ready for the trials and to become a Knight but in no way was he ready to be a master, let alone master of the 'Chosen One'.
He had expected the council to refuse his request but they hadn't and now it was official, Anakin was his Padawan.
He was disturbed from his thoughts when his senses picked up on an approaching presence.
He closed his eyes and delved deeper into the force to try and isolate the signature of the new presence.
The force was surrounding him with bright light and a calmness filled his being that he had not been able to find in his meditations as of late.
But this was distracting him from finding the identity of the creature, he had to concentrate.
After a subtle mind probe he finally knew that this calming presence was the young Queen of Naboo.
He hadn't expected that and by the change in her demeanour, she hadn't expected to find him here either.
He made no move as to let her know that he knew she was there, he could sense the uncertainty within her and was slightly surprised when she decided to hide herself from him.
But he decided to leave her be for the moment, she would reveal herself when she was good and ready, and not a second sooner.
Besides, he was content with the bright spark that her very being was providing him through the force.
He could wait.
And he would.
He was enjoying the distraction that her soothing aura providing him.
His grief was diminishing and he was now being enveloped in feelings of hope and possibility.
This was the force's subtle way of letting him know that with life there is hope, and that he shouldn't wallow in his despair for too long.
He was reminded that there is no death, there is only the force.
Qui-Gon was still with him, now as part of the force that was surrounding him with its love and devotion.
He would grieve for his master and it would take a long time for his heart to heal but at the same time he would know that the force was taking care of him.
And at this point in time it was taking care of him by sending the young queen to soothe his aching soul and send him on his chosen path.
It was then that he felt that she had made her decision and she was about to leave.
He couldn't let that happen, he needed the peace that she'd brought him to continue.
He had not other choice but to break the silence.
Tbc.
Ok well that's the second chapter done and dusted. Please let me know what you think. Feedback is a must for an author as I'm sure you all know. Thanks again.
The night may have been dark but under the intense glow of Naboo's moons she knew that there was no mistaking that the figure she saw was indeed Jedi Kenobi.
She took cover by a tree and waited to see any sign that he knew of her approach.
Nothing.
He just sat deadly still.
She breathed a quiet sigh of relief and began searching her mind for what she should do next.
She concluded that she had two options.
Either go over and reveal her presence to him. or she could try and sneak back to the palace before he noticed her.
She couldn't believe what she was doing; she was the Queen of Naboo for heaven's sake. She'd just done battle with the Trade Federation and won, and here she was now hiding by a tree from a Jedi Knight.
She didn't like admitting it, but she was hiding from him.
Not because she was scared of him but she was a little shy when it came to this particular Jedi.
It hadn't escaped her attention that he was indeed very handsome and now with the moonlight shining over his still boyish features, he looked even more so.
His shoulders were slumped forward and he had his knees drawn up under his chin.
It was becoming quite obvious to her that she had stumbled upon the Jedi in an extremely private moment.
Clear that he was grieving for his fallen master.
The guilt she felt in that moment almost consumed her.
She knew now that she would not approach the Jedi, because she was sure that he would hold her responsible for his master's death.
She wouldn't be able to handle the look of utter despair that she was sure would be present in his beautiful blue-green eyes.
Yes, she'd noticed his eyes.
She may not have spent much time with him but there seemed to be no way to escape the beauty of his eyes.
Now though, if she were to look into them, she was sure that the grief and suffering hidden within their depths would haunt her.
He probably regretted the day that he'd met her, for she had brought about the end of his life, the way he'd known it.
No, she would leave him be and not cause him anymore pain.
And as she turned to leave she was startled by the sound of his accented voice.
He'd finally managed to stop the tears from falling and was now hugging his legs tight to his chest, in an attempt to comfort himself.
He was now lost in thoughts about his new life, how he was going to cope being master to the so-called 'Chosen One'.
And how was he going to cope?
Back on Coruscant he'd said that he was ready for the trials and to become a Knight but in no way was he ready to be a master, let alone master of the 'Chosen One'.
He had expected the council to refuse his request but they hadn't and now it was official, Anakin was his Padawan.
He was disturbed from his thoughts when his senses picked up on an approaching presence.
He closed his eyes and delved deeper into the force to try and isolate the signature of the new presence.
The force was surrounding him with bright light and a calmness filled his being that he had not been able to find in his meditations as of late.
But this was distracting him from finding the identity of the creature, he had to concentrate.
After a subtle mind probe he finally knew that this calming presence was the young Queen of Naboo.
He hadn't expected that and by the change in her demeanour, she hadn't expected to find him here either.
He made no move as to let her know that he knew she was there, he could sense the uncertainty within her and was slightly surprised when she decided to hide herself from him.
But he decided to leave her be for the moment, she would reveal herself when she was good and ready, and not a second sooner.
Besides, he was content with the bright spark that her very being was providing him through the force.
He could wait.
And he would.
He was enjoying the distraction that her soothing aura providing him.
His grief was diminishing and he was now being enveloped in feelings of hope and possibility.
This was the force's subtle way of letting him know that with life there is hope, and that he shouldn't wallow in his despair for too long.
He was reminded that there is no death, there is only the force.
Qui-Gon was still with him, now as part of the force that was surrounding him with its love and devotion.
He would grieve for his master and it would take a long time for his heart to heal but at the same time he would know that the force was taking care of him.
And at this point in time it was taking care of him by sending the young queen to soothe his aching soul and send him on his chosen path.
It was then that he felt that she had made her decision and she was about to leave.
He couldn't let that happen, he needed the peace that she'd brought him to continue.
He had not other choice but to break the silence.
Tbc.
Ok well that's the second chapter done and dusted. Please let me know what you think. Feedback is a must for an author as I'm sure you all know. Thanks again.