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days but I'll let you know at the time. This will probably be the last
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They'd been walking for two hours when they reached the end of yet another field.
They still had a long way to go until they reached the bottom of the mountain.
He didn't think that they'd have time to walk far up it before they would have to turn around and make their way back to the Chateau.
He stopped when he realised that he couldn't hear Padme following behind him.
He twisted round until his eyes found her.
There she stood, her calves hidden in the almost yellow grass, the wind blowing her hair back to reveal that her eyes were shut.
She looked free.
All he could do was stand and watch her in her moment of pure joy.
He took the opportunity to take in her appearance.
She was wearing a pale rose coloured sleeveless dress that hugged all her womanly curves, but wasn't tight. It did reveal quite a lot of her back though.
He'd thought that the dress was a little unpractical but she'd said that she'd be fine.
She was wearing flat shoes that were comfortable to walk in so she'd got that right.
He couldn't really complain about the portrait she painted, it would seem that it was absolutely impossible for her to look anything less than stunningly beautiful.
He let his gaze drift back up to her face and was surprised to find her eyes staring straight into his.
He'd been caught.
They stood in silence just looking at each other for what felt like forever, before she spoke.
"This is the spot."
He was confused by the comment.
"Excuse me?"
She walked towards him.
"This is the spot where we can eat lunch, its perfect."
She smiled at him as she reached for the basket he held in his hand.
Her fingers grazed his and she gasped as he stilled her hand with his.
She looked up into his eyes.
"Allow me."
He carefully pulled her hand aside and knelt down to the ground to take out the blanket for them to sit on.
He stood up to shake it out and the placed it on the ground.
He took Padme's hand as she lowered herself into a sitting position.
Then they both went about emptying the contents of the basket until they had everything they needed.
"Its such a beautiful day, don't you think Obi-Wan?"
She looked at him waiting for his answer.
He continued to hold her gaze while he answered.
"Yes, extremely beautiful."
It was plainly obvious that he'd been talking about her and not the weather and they both knew it.
A shy smile and a rosy blush crept onto her face as she turned away from him.
He stretched out his legs and leaned back on his elbow while he ate a few grapes.
He stared at the silky skin of her back.
The flesh looked so inviting, he found himself fighting the urge to reach out and brush his hand down its length.
Did she know how scandalous that dress was and the effect it was having on him?
He was distracted from his thoughts when she turned her head round to him and rested her chin on the tip of her shoulder.
He looked up into the two endless pools of chocolate brown that were her eyes.
"Obi-Wan?"
"Yes."
"Tell me about your childhood."
"What?"
"Tell me about your childhood."
"Why would you want to know about that?"
No one had ever been interested in his past before.
She sighed.
"I don't know, I guess I'd like to know what goes on inside the Jedi Temple and how you became who you are."
He studied her for a minute before replying.
"I have to say that this is the first tie anyone has asked me to do this but if its what you want.?"
He paused for her to answer.
"Its what I want."
He nodded.
"Very well then, where shall I start?"
He looked to her.
She smiled sweetly at him.
"At the beginning."
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The hours had flown by as she sat and listened to the tales of Obi-Wan's youth.
She was now lying down and using his shins as a pillow, as he continued with another story of Qui-Gon and his insistent need to pick up strays.
She'd been watching him closely the whole time that he'd been talking.
Despite the occasional lump in his throat at a particularly painful memory of Qui-Gon, this had been the happiest she had seen Obi-Wan.
He had a far off look in his eyes as, she was sure, he was picturing the scene he was describing.
During this time spent here she'd been privileged to learn ore about that man that was Obi-Wan Kenobi and not confined to his Jedi persona.
She had a feeling that not many people knew the man behind the lightsabre.
She knew he'd shared something special with her today and she was flattered that he trusted her enough to do so.
He'd finished his last story and was now looking straight at her.
"I'm sorry if I was boring you. I can go on a bit once I get started."
He looked down and began to play with a loose strand of fabric from the blanket.
Oh no, she hadn't meant for her quiet daydreaming to make him think she wasn't listening.
She reached out her hand to hold onto his; his head sprang up at the contact.
"You weren't boring me Obi-Wan, please don't think that. I was just trying to imagine the scene in my own mind. Thank you for sharing this with me."
He smiled and squeezed her hand.
"You're welcome."
She watched motionless as he lifted her hand to his lips and placed a soft and heated kiss on the skin.
"I suppose we really ought to be getting back, it'll be dark by the time we get there."
She sat up and shuffled herself closer to him, so that she could look into his more clearly.
"No Obi-Wan, please lets stay for a while longer. I don't want this tie to end just yet. Maybe we could go walking a little further and then we can head back."
She couldn't believe that she, the Queen of Naboo, was on her hands and knees, begging for something.
He probably thought she was so childish.
"As you wish m'lady, we'll go on a bit further."
She couldn't help herself; she threw her arms around hi and pulled him tightly against her.
It took him a few seconds to relax and return the hug.
"Thank you Obi-Wan. You won't regret it."
He laughed and pulled her away from hi so that she was looking at him.
"Then why do I get the feeling that I might?"
Tbc..
Once again I apologise for leaving it there. This was originally going to be one long chapter with the next part but I thought that it would work better if I separated them, that way I could focus on the next part more clearly. Thanks for bearing with me. Take Care and please review. Sassy.
They'd been walking for two hours when they reached the end of yet another field.
They still had a long way to go until they reached the bottom of the mountain.
He didn't think that they'd have time to walk far up it before they would have to turn around and make their way back to the Chateau.
He stopped when he realised that he couldn't hear Padme following behind him.
He twisted round until his eyes found her.
There she stood, her calves hidden in the almost yellow grass, the wind blowing her hair back to reveal that her eyes were shut.
She looked free.
All he could do was stand and watch her in her moment of pure joy.
He took the opportunity to take in her appearance.
She was wearing a pale rose coloured sleeveless dress that hugged all her womanly curves, but wasn't tight. It did reveal quite a lot of her back though.
He'd thought that the dress was a little unpractical but she'd said that she'd be fine.
She was wearing flat shoes that were comfortable to walk in so she'd got that right.
He couldn't really complain about the portrait she painted, it would seem that it was absolutely impossible for her to look anything less than stunningly beautiful.
He let his gaze drift back up to her face and was surprised to find her eyes staring straight into his.
He'd been caught.
They stood in silence just looking at each other for what felt like forever, before she spoke.
"This is the spot."
He was confused by the comment.
"Excuse me?"
She walked towards him.
"This is the spot where we can eat lunch, its perfect."
She smiled at him as she reached for the basket he held in his hand.
Her fingers grazed his and she gasped as he stilled her hand with his.
She looked up into his eyes.
"Allow me."
He carefully pulled her hand aside and knelt down to the ground to take out the blanket for them to sit on.
He stood up to shake it out and the placed it on the ground.
He took Padme's hand as she lowered herself into a sitting position.
Then they both went about emptying the contents of the basket until they had everything they needed.
"Its such a beautiful day, don't you think Obi-Wan?"
She looked at him waiting for his answer.
He continued to hold her gaze while he answered.
"Yes, extremely beautiful."
It was plainly obvious that he'd been talking about her and not the weather and they both knew it.
A shy smile and a rosy blush crept onto her face as she turned away from him.
He stretched out his legs and leaned back on his elbow while he ate a few grapes.
He stared at the silky skin of her back.
The flesh looked so inviting, he found himself fighting the urge to reach out and brush his hand down its length.
Did she know how scandalous that dress was and the effect it was having on him?
He was distracted from his thoughts when she turned her head round to him and rested her chin on the tip of her shoulder.
He looked up into the two endless pools of chocolate brown that were her eyes.
"Obi-Wan?"
"Yes."
"Tell me about your childhood."
"What?"
"Tell me about your childhood."
"Why would you want to know about that?"
No one had ever been interested in his past before.
She sighed.
"I don't know, I guess I'd like to know what goes on inside the Jedi Temple and how you became who you are."
He studied her for a minute before replying.
"I have to say that this is the first tie anyone has asked me to do this but if its what you want.?"
He paused for her to answer.
"Its what I want."
He nodded.
"Very well then, where shall I start?"
He looked to her.
She smiled sweetly at him.
"At the beginning."
.........................................
.........................................
The hours had flown by as she sat and listened to the tales of Obi-Wan's youth.
She was now lying down and using his shins as a pillow, as he continued with another story of Qui-Gon and his insistent need to pick up strays.
She'd been watching him closely the whole time that he'd been talking.
Despite the occasional lump in his throat at a particularly painful memory of Qui-Gon, this had been the happiest she had seen Obi-Wan.
He had a far off look in his eyes as, she was sure, he was picturing the scene he was describing.
During this time spent here she'd been privileged to learn ore about that man that was Obi-Wan Kenobi and not confined to his Jedi persona.
She had a feeling that not many people knew the man behind the lightsabre.
She knew he'd shared something special with her today and she was flattered that he trusted her enough to do so.
He'd finished his last story and was now looking straight at her.
"I'm sorry if I was boring you. I can go on a bit once I get started."
He looked down and began to play with a loose strand of fabric from the blanket.
Oh no, she hadn't meant for her quiet daydreaming to make him think she wasn't listening.
She reached out her hand to hold onto his; his head sprang up at the contact.
"You weren't boring me Obi-Wan, please don't think that. I was just trying to imagine the scene in my own mind. Thank you for sharing this with me."
He smiled and squeezed her hand.
"You're welcome."
She watched motionless as he lifted her hand to his lips and placed a soft and heated kiss on the skin.
"I suppose we really ought to be getting back, it'll be dark by the time we get there."
She sat up and shuffled herself closer to him, so that she could look into his more clearly.
"No Obi-Wan, please lets stay for a while longer. I don't want this tie to end just yet. Maybe we could go walking a little further and then we can head back."
She couldn't believe that she, the Queen of Naboo, was on her hands and knees, begging for something.
He probably thought she was so childish.
"As you wish m'lady, we'll go on a bit further."
She couldn't help herself; she threw her arms around hi and pulled him tightly against her.
It took him a few seconds to relax and return the hug.
"Thank you Obi-Wan. You won't regret it."
He laughed and pulled her away from hi so that she was looking at him.
"Then why do I get the feeling that I might?"
Tbc..
Once again I apologise for leaving it there. This was originally going to be one long chapter with the next part but I thought that it would work better if I separated them, that way I could focus on the next part more clearly. Thanks for bearing with me. Take Care and please review. Sassy.