Hi I'm finally back again. Sorry this took so long for me to get up but
I've hardly been able to get on the computer. Anyway, I have the next part
half written so hopefully it won't be long till I get it up. Thankyou
again to Jessewriter for your inspiring review and also a big thankyou to
ShnookersGab, I'm glad that you're all enjoying it. Ok well here goes..
He didn't know what had come over him.
Since when did he flirt with and kiss Queens?
He knew now, without a doubt that that was what he had been doing.
He'd spent the rest of the night in deep meditation and replayed what had happened between them numerous times, trying desperately to discover what had encouraged him to behave in such a way.
And each time the same conclusion presented itself, the force had been silently whispering its desire for him to touch her in some way again.
It craved for him to exude an attitude that could be interpreted as more than mere friendship.
It had lit her soul with the purest light so that he would be uncontrollably draw to her because of his force sensitivity.
It had worked.
He had been so intoxicated with her gleaming spirit that he had acted in a manner that wasn't a conscience part of his nature.
He would never normally be so forward with a woman of her stature and age.
He'd forgotten about her age at the time.
She was only 18 and he was 25, he was much too old for her.
He should have been more in control of himself, should have fought harder against the feelings that had over taken him.
But this thought only led him back to the answer that his meditations had already revealed to him.
The force had wanted it to be this way.
It wanted him to look beyond the age difference, beyond the fact that he was a Jedi and that she was a queen, beyond that the very code he lived by made it forbidden for him to fulfil its desires.
He had also meditated on this subject.
How could it be that the force pushed him to do something that was against the rules of the light?
Obi-Wan had always stuck by the code and had never wanted to willingly break it, it just wasn't in his nature.
12 years as Qui-Gon's apprentice had only served to further enhance his belief in the code.
He'd been witness to the many times that his master had bent the rules or openly defied the council's wishes and it had only made him want to stick by the code even more.
As he had said to Qui-Gon not even a week ago, if he didn't defy the council so much, he would be on it.
Obi-Wan didn't have any real ambitions to be on the council but it wouldn't hurt to have it be a possibility.
Sticking to the code meant more to him than being a member of the council, it meant that he was the best Jedi he could possibly be.
That meant more to him than anything else, or so he thought.
One thing had rung true in his heart, as he thought back to his mediation.
Qui-Gon had, on every occasion, only ever rebelled against the code and council when every fibre of the force was calling for him to do so.
And now the force was doing the same to him.
It would not be ignored, but hopefully he could postpone the out come it seeked, otherwise he would be in real trouble.
He knew that he probably should probably have spoken to Master Yoda about it all but he hadn't had the opportunity to do so before he had left.
This morning he had been busy preparing Anakin for the trip and also on how he should behave at the Temple.
There just hadn't been any time for him to seek out Master Yoda and express his concerns.
They had left at 0900 hours and would not be coming back.
She had been there of course, and again the force had been pulling him towards her but he had managed to resist it.
He remembered searching the faces, minds and force signatures of the other Jedi present, to see if she was having the same effect on them, but it seemed that the force had only him in mind for its big plan.
He was doomed.
Doomed to the fate that the force had provided him.
And now that all the others were gone, he was doomed to face it alone.
He had spent the rest of the morning and afternoon touring the palace and had taken a quick trip into the nearest village.
Once he had arrived back in his designated room one of the handmaidens appeared with a dinner invitation from the queen.
He was to go to the east wing of the palace at 8pm where he would be met and taken to her.
He could not refuse it and now he would again be alone in her presence and there was no telling what the force would call for him to do.
He just hoped that whatever it was he could tame the will of the force and be strong enough to hold onto his mind.
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She was so bored.
They had been sitting in the main meeting room for a good 3 hours, possibly more, debating the same subject over and over.
It would appear that her life was still in danger.
Captain Panaka had revealed that a number of death threats had been received, from a rebellion group that had been in alliance with the Trade Federation, and as of yet Captain Panaka and his troops had not been able to capture them.
The threats all spoke of the revenge they strove to take against the Queen.
Her advisors and ministers now requested that she leave the palace and go into hiding util the members of this group could be arrested and triad for treason.
As expected, she had refused this action and wanted to stay and show these cowards that she was not afraid of them.
So it was this that they had been discussing for the last 3 hours, along with all the options that they had available to them.
To be honest, she'd stopped listening quite some time ago and was now staring out the window that over looked the palace gardens.
She smiled as the memory of her meeting Obi-Wan returned to her mind.
Her next thought was of the feel of his lips against the skin of her hand, she absently stroked the soft skin with her other hand.
His lips were smooth and his kiss had been so gentle, her heart began to race as she remembered the look in his eyes as he had said her name for the first time.
They had turned a stormy shade of blue and they no longer carried a carefree gaze but seemed to be filled with a desire that she had never seen before.
All she knew was that she had enjoyed the way he had looked at her in that moment.
She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder; she turned to see Captain Panaka.
"Your Majesty did you hear what Minister Farrel said?"
Damn, why couldn't she have been paying attention?
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I was lost in thought and did not hear your comment. Please, Minister Farrel, could you repeat it and continue?"
She returned to her seat to show that she was actually giving him her full attention.
"I said that we could maybe call upon Jedi Kenobi for help in the matter and if it were required that you leave the palace then who better to protect you than a Jedi."
She remained silent in order to stop herself from unleashing the anger that she felt at this suggestion.
It appeared that everyone was waiting for her response in silence.
Everyone except Captain Panaka, who had chosen to back up the minister's idea.
"It would be the perfect solution, your majesty. Once the rebels hear that you are being protected by Jedi and not just any Jedi but that of Jedi Kenobi, they will certainly reconsider going through with their plans, which will give us more time to find them. It makes perfect sense."
She couldn't take anymore of this.
"Are you finished?"
She didn't give them time to speak.
"Good. You seem to have forgotten that Jedi Kenobi is here as a guest and not on official Jedi business. It would be rude to ask him to help in this matter after all he has already sacrificed in order to save this planet and its people."
"We have not forgotten your majesty, but Jedi Kenobi would understand that we would not ask this of him unless we had no other choice."
Panaka wanted to continue but she wasn't about to allow him the luxury.
"There are plenty of other choices available to us, you're just refusing to consider them. This is our problem and we will not pass it on to Jedi Kenobi. You'll just have to think of something else."
And it was because of her last comment that the meeting went on for another hour and a half.
She had fought them all the way, until Captain Panaka had tricked her into calling a vote on it.
She had been out numbered 12-3, she was humiliated, and at times like this she wished that she didn't live in a democracy.
So it was settled, they were going to ask for Obi-Wan's help and to top it all off, she had to be the one to ask him.
Now that the meeting was over, she was sitting alone in her official office room, trying to figure out how she was going to ask Obi-Wan.
She could make it an official engagement and summon hi to her room, but that was too business like, no she didn't like that idea.
They could go for a friendly walk?
But then it was too open and anyone could hear.
She could have dinner with him?
Yes!
That was it!
A private dinner, that way she could pass it off as a friendly chat and just slip it in the conversation at some point.
And also she'd get to enjoy his company again, just the two of them.
Yes, she liked this idea.
She quickly wrote out the invitation and sent Sabe to his room with it.
Dinner at 8pm with Obi-Wan.
But she still had one more question to answer.
Did she have anything to wear?
Tbc.
Thanks for reading and please don't forget to review. Take Care.
He didn't know what had come over him.
Since when did he flirt with and kiss Queens?
He knew now, without a doubt that that was what he had been doing.
He'd spent the rest of the night in deep meditation and replayed what had happened between them numerous times, trying desperately to discover what had encouraged him to behave in such a way.
And each time the same conclusion presented itself, the force had been silently whispering its desire for him to touch her in some way again.
It craved for him to exude an attitude that could be interpreted as more than mere friendship.
It had lit her soul with the purest light so that he would be uncontrollably draw to her because of his force sensitivity.
It had worked.
He had been so intoxicated with her gleaming spirit that he had acted in a manner that wasn't a conscience part of his nature.
He would never normally be so forward with a woman of her stature and age.
He'd forgotten about her age at the time.
She was only 18 and he was 25, he was much too old for her.
He should have been more in control of himself, should have fought harder against the feelings that had over taken him.
But this thought only led him back to the answer that his meditations had already revealed to him.
The force had wanted it to be this way.
It wanted him to look beyond the age difference, beyond the fact that he was a Jedi and that she was a queen, beyond that the very code he lived by made it forbidden for him to fulfil its desires.
He had also meditated on this subject.
How could it be that the force pushed him to do something that was against the rules of the light?
Obi-Wan had always stuck by the code and had never wanted to willingly break it, it just wasn't in his nature.
12 years as Qui-Gon's apprentice had only served to further enhance his belief in the code.
He'd been witness to the many times that his master had bent the rules or openly defied the council's wishes and it had only made him want to stick by the code even more.
As he had said to Qui-Gon not even a week ago, if he didn't defy the council so much, he would be on it.
Obi-Wan didn't have any real ambitions to be on the council but it wouldn't hurt to have it be a possibility.
Sticking to the code meant more to him than being a member of the council, it meant that he was the best Jedi he could possibly be.
That meant more to him than anything else, or so he thought.
One thing had rung true in his heart, as he thought back to his mediation.
Qui-Gon had, on every occasion, only ever rebelled against the code and council when every fibre of the force was calling for him to do so.
And now the force was doing the same to him.
It would not be ignored, but hopefully he could postpone the out come it seeked, otherwise he would be in real trouble.
He knew that he probably should probably have spoken to Master Yoda about it all but he hadn't had the opportunity to do so before he had left.
This morning he had been busy preparing Anakin for the trip and also on how he should behave at the Temple.
There just hadn't been any time for him to seek out Master Yoda and express his concerns.
They had left at 0900 hours and would not be coming back.
She had been there of course, and again the force had been pulling him towards her but he had managed to resist it.
He remembered searching the faces, minds and force signatures of the other Jedi present, to see if she was having the same effect on them, but it seemed that the force had only him in mind for its big plan.
He was doomed.
Doomed to the fate that the force had provided him.
And now that all the others were gone, he was doomed to face it alone.
He had spent the rest of the morning and afternoon touring the palace and had taken a quick trip into the nearest village.
Once he had arrived back in his designated room one of the handmaidens appeared with a dinner invitation from the queen.
He was to go to the east wing of the palace at 8pm where he would be met and taken to her.
He could not refuse it and now he would again be alone in her presence and there was no telling what the force would call for him to do.
He just hoped that whatever it was he could tame the will of the force and be strong enough to hold onto his mind.
........................................
........................................
She was so bored.
They had been sitting in the main meeting room for a good 3 hours, possibly more, debating the same subject over and over.
It would appear that her life was still in danger.
Captain Panaka had revealed that a number of death threats had been received, from a rebellion group that had been in alliance with the Trade Federation, and as of yet Captain Panaka and his troops had not been able to capture them.
The threats all spoke of the revenge they strove to take against the Queen.
Her advisors and ministers now requested that she leave the palace and go into hiding util the members of this group could be arrested and triad for treason.
As expected, she had refused this action and wanted to stay and show these cowards that she was not afraid of them.
So it was this that they had been discussing for the last 3 hours, along with all the options that they had available to them.
To be honest, she'd stopped listening quite some time ago and was now staring out the window that over looked the palace gardens.
She smiled as the memory of her meeting Obi-Wan returned to her mind.
Her next thought was of the feel of his lips against the skin of her hand, she absently stroked the soft skin with her other hand.
His lips were smooth and his kiss had been so gentle, her heart began to race as she remembered the look in his eyes as he had said her name for the first time.
They had turned a stormy shade of blue and they no longer carried a carefree gaze but seemed to be filled with a desire that she had never seen before.
All she knew was that she had enjoyed the way he had looked at her in that moment.
She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder; she turned to see Captain Panaka.
"Your Majesty did you hear what Minister Farrel said?"
Damn, why couldn't she have been paying attention?
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I was lost in thought and did not hear your comment. Please, Minister Farrel, could you repeat it and continue?"
She returned to her seat to show that she was actually giving him her full attention.
"I said that we could maybe call upon Jedi Kenobi for help in the matter and if it were required that you leave the palace then who better to protect you than a Jedi."
She remained silent in order to stop herself from unleashing the anger that she felt at this suggestion.
It appeared that everyone was waiting for her response in silence.
Everyone except Captain Panaka, who had chosen to back up the minister's idea.
"It would be the perfect solution, your majesty. Once the rebels hear that you are being protected by Jedi and not just any Jedi but that of Jedi Kenobi, they will certainly reconsider going through with their plans, which will give us more time to find them. It makes perfect sense."
She couldn't take anymore of this.
"Are you finished?"
She didn't give them time to speak.
"Good. You seem to have forgotten that Jedi Kenobi is here as a guest and not on official Jedi business. It would be rude to ask him to help in this matter after all he has already sacrificed in order to save this planet and its people."
"We have not forgotten your majesty, but Jedi Kenobi would understand that we would not ask this of him unless we had no other choice."
Panaka wanted to continue but she wasn't about to allow him the luxury.
"There are plenty of other choices available to us, you're just refusing to consider them. This is our problem and we will not pass it on to Jedi Kenobi. You'll just have to think of something else."
And it was because of her last comment that the meeting went on for another hour and a half.
She had fought them all the way, until Captain Panaka had tricked her into calling a vote on it.
She had been out numbered 12-3, she was humiliated, and at times like this she wished that she didn't live in a democracy.
So it was settled, they were going to ask for Obi-Wan's help and to top it all off, she had to be the one to ask him.
Now that the meeting was over, she was sitting alone in her official office room, trying to figure out how she was going to ask Obi-Wan.
She could make it an official engagement and summon hi to her room, but that was too business like, no she didn't like that idea.
They could go for a friendly walk?
But then it was too open and anyone could hear.
She could have dinner with him?
Yes!
That was it!
A private dinner, that way she could pass it off as a friendly chat and just slip it in the conversation at some point.
And also she'd get to enjoy his company again, just the two of them.
Yes, she liked this idea.
She quickly wrote out the invitation and sent Sabe to his room with it.
Dinner at 8pm with Obi-Wan.
But she still had one more question to answer.
Did she have anything to wear?
Tbc.
Thanks for reading and please don't forget to review. Take Care.