Chapter 1
~*Returns*~
Anakin Skywalker, Jedi to the Jedi Order, piloted his Jedi Starfighter with ease. This was the place he felt most comfortable. No jobs, no duties, just him and his thoughts. Right now, his thoughts kept returning to the Angel he was returning to.
She had to still be beautiful. After ten years of not seeing what she looked like, except in holos on the news, he knew she still had to be beautiful. She was an Angel, a goddess, beautiful, romantic, passionate, and also. betrothed.
It was the ten-year anniversary of the victory over the Trade Federation. Both he and Obi-Wan were invited to the big celebration on Naboo and. the wedding of the Nubian Senator.
A sinking feeling came over him every time he thought about her and her betrothal. He knew he would never have had a chance with her. She had been the Queen of a planet, and he had been a lowly slave.
~~
After his long flight, he finally arrived on Naboo. He was sent to the Senatorial residence, where Senator Padmé Amidala now lived. The building was a one person home, with beautiful gardens. He smiled, knowing that Padmé had a weakness for flowers. He stopped by a small flower vender selling ifraidae, the flower that Padmé loved the most.
Through the message from Padmé, she had given him the access codes into her home. They were best friends, so they decided that they did not want to have the problems of access codes. He typed in the code and entered her home.
"Padmé?" He called, using the Force to search out her presence. He finally found her beyond a door. He opened the door to that room and had to instantly back out. Padmé shrieked in surprise when Anakin had walked in on her in the shower. "I didn't see anything m'lady!"
She laughed and finished her shower quickly. She came out of the 'fresher wrapped in a robe. "You are early!" She laughed and embraced him. "I knew it was a bad idea to give you the passcode."
He held out the flowers to her. "Ah, but then I couldn't have surprised you."
Her brown, chocolate eyes widened at the sight of the flowers. "Ani. you shouldn't have." Her eyes looked up into his with sadness.
"I already know. I'm happy for you." He said, hiding all the sadness in his voice.
She took the flowers and got a vase. "The wedding is in a few weeks and he wants me to go to Beclalm. I was hoping that you would come with me."
"I would love to, Senator."
"Oh! Don't call me that! It sounds to formal." She said, a smile on her lips.
"What should I call you?" He asked, watching her walk to her vanity and start to put up her hair.
"Padmé is my name." She said, watching him in the mirror.
He sat in a chair behind her watching her. "So what is your betrothed's name?"
"Fridian." She said softly. "I'll be seeing him for the first time when I go to Beclalm."
Anakin paused for a moment. "You've never seen him before?"
She shook her head. "Under Beclalm law, betrothed never see each other until the month of the wedding. He wants me there to see where we will be wed and to also see him. I just need a friendly face there with me."
"Sabé's not going?"
"Fridian doesn't want the possibility that I could be her or me. He's very paranoid." She turned to Anakin. "Obi-Wan will meet us there."
A mischievous grin came onto Anakin's face. "You know, Obi-Wan will be disappointed that Sabé won't be there."
Padmé stared at him. "Are you saying that a certain Jedi Master has something for a certain Handmaiden?"
They both fell into a fit of giggles.
Suddenly, the object of their conversation stood in the doorway. "Should I ask what is so funny, or do I not want to know?" Sabé asked, holding a packing case.
Anakin eyed the packing case. "Padmé, when are we leaving?"
The girls looked at each other and begin laughing. "Oh, Ani, I must have left that out. We're leaving this evening."
"Oh."
~*Returns*~
Anakin Skywalker, Jedi to the Jedi Order, piloted his Jedi Starfighter with ease. This was the place he felt most comfortable. No jobs, no duties, just him and his thoughts. Right now, his thoughts kept returning to the Angel he was returning to.
She had to still be beautiful. After ten years of not seeing what she looked like, except in holos on the news, he knew she still had to be beautiful. She was an Angel, a goddess, beautiful, romantic, passionate, and also. betrothed.
It was the ten-year anniversary of the victory over the Trade Federation. Both he and Obi-Wan were invited to the big celebration on Naboo and. the wedding of the Nubian Senator.
A sinking feeling came over him every time he thought about her and her betrothal. He knew he would never have had a chance with her. She had been the Queen of a planet, and he had been a lowly slave.
~~
After his long flight, he finally arrived on Naboo. He was sent to the Senatorial residence, where Senator Padmé Amidala now lived. The building was a one person home, with beautiful gardens. He smiled, knowing that Padmé had a weakness for flowers. He stopped by a small flower vender selling ifraidae, the flower that Padmé loved the most.
Through the message from Padmé, she had given him the access codes into her home. They were best friends, so they decided that they did not want to have the problems of access codes. He typed in the code and entered her home.
"Padmé?" He called, using the Force to search out her presence. He finally found her beyond a door. He opened the door to that room and had to instantly back out. Padmé shrieked in surprise when Anakin had walked in on her in the shower. "I didn't see anything m'lady!"
She laughed and finished her shower quickly. She came out of the 'fresher wrapped in a robe. "You are early!" She laughed and embraced him. "I knew it was a bad idea to give you the passcode."
He held out the flowers to her. "Ah, but then I couldn't have surprised you."
Her brown, chocolate eyes widened at the sight of the flowers. "Ani. you shouldn't have." Her eyes looked up into his with sadness.
"I already know. I'm happy for you." He said, hiding all the sadness in his voice.
She took the flowers and got a vase. "The wedding is in a few weeks and he wants me to go to Beclalm. I was hoping that you would come with me."
"I would love to, Senator."
"Oh! Don't call me that! It sounds to formal." She said, a smile on her lips.
"What should I call you?" He asked, watching her walk to her vanity and start to put up her hair.
"Padmé is my name." She said, watching him in the mirror.
He sat in a chair behind her watching her. "So what is your betrothed's name?"
"Fridian." She said softly. "I'll be seeing him for the first time when I go to Beclalm."
Anakin paused for a moment. "You've never seen him before?"
She shook her head. "Under Beclalm law, betrothed never see each other until the month of the wedding. He wants me there to see where we will be wed and to also see him. I just need a friendly face there with me."
"Sabé's not going?"
"Fridian doesn't want the possibility that I could be her or me. He's very paranoid." She turned to Anakin. "Obi-Wan will meet us there."
A mischievous grin came onto Anakin's face. "You know, Obi-Wan will be disappointed that Sabé won't be there."
Padmé stared at him. "Are you saying that a certain Jedi Master has something for a certain Handmaiden?"
They both fell into a fit of giggles.
Suddenly, the object of their conversation stood in the doorway. "Should I ask what is so funny, or do I not want to know?" Sabé asked, holding a packing case.
Anakin eyed the packing case. "Padmé, when are we leaving?"
The girls looked at each other and begin laughing. "Oh, Ani, I must have left that out. We're leaving this evening."
"Oh."