Hey Everyone, I'm back again. I was so encouraged by the response of the
first chapter that I sat down and made sure that I got the next part
written out as quick as possible. I had it ready on Friday but because the
site was closed I wasn't able to post it until now. Nothing really happens
in this part, as I said, this sequel is just a good entertaining bit of
fluff.
Ok now for the thank you's.
Thanks to heather wan for your review, I'm glad that more and more new people are readying my stuff.
Real, I'm really glad that you like it, I liked that bit too, I'm glad you're still reading.
Stella, you flatter me way too much, I never thought that I'd write a fic that would turn out to be someone's favourite ever. Thankyou so much, it boosts my confidence.
Aiska thankyou for all the kind words too, I checked out your website and I've checked out what my fics look like on it, I love what you've done. It, looks great.
Brown Eyes, I'm so glad that you did come out of hiding and read this. This wouldn't be complete without a review from you. Thanks so much for the comments. I'm glad you like it.
Ok enough of me now. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 2 : I Feel Wonderful Tonight
Despite the heavy traffic of Coruscant at night, it didn't take them long to arrive at the Senate banquette hall.
The building was alive with Senators from all over different galaxies, new and old, all in deep conversation with each other.
As she stood at the main entrance, Obi-Wan by her side, her blood pumped round her body in a mixture of excitement and nerves.
She couldn't believe that she'd let the present Queen of Naboo talk her into this, she had no business being here.
Taking a quick look around, as they walked in further, she came to the conclusion that it was quite possible that she was the youngest Senator here.
There was no way that she was going to be able to do this, she was too young, too inexperienced, no one would take her seriously.
Just as she was about to continue in her downward spiral she heard Obi- Wan's calm and encouraging voice in her mind.
/We make a fine pair, you and I. Me, I'm the youngest Jedi Master in history and you're about to become one of the youngest Senators in history./
She could clearly hear the humour in his voice, trying to ease her nerves.
But in the next moment she felt his mood change slightly to that of a more serious position.
/You have nothing to worry about my love, the force intends for you to do great things. It has faith in you, as do I./
Along with his words of reassurance he also sent comforting waves of love and encouragement to surround her mind.
Padme quickly sort of his ever expressive eyes and within their blue depths she saw his love, pride and respect for her.
The sincerity of his words made her eyes begin to water with tears of emotion she could not express to him in public.
Unable to show her gratitude for his supportive and heart warming words with any kind of physical contact, she sent it, along with her love, to him through their bond.
It was at times like this that she hated the fact that she had to pretend that he was anything but her entire universe.
She wanted to shout out to everyone in the building that she was in love and proud to be the wife of Obi-Wan Kenobi, but of course she couldn't and she never would.
That was the price they'd paid in order to be together and she had to live with it.
Apart from her most trusted handmaidens, no one could ever know, it was a strain and sometimes difficult but they'd managed it for the past three years and they would for many years to come.
/Coruscant to Padme, come in Padme./
She almost laughed out loud at the playful comment and even more so when she saw the wide smile on his face.
But before she could say anything to him her attention was stolen away as the first of many members of the Senate introduced themselves and engaged her in lengthy conversations.
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He really did loathe politicians, which was slightly ironic since he was now married to one.
But he wouldn't let that cloud his judgement, he'd made his mind up about these people a long time ago.
He'd spent most of his life around these people, helping them, protecting them and being abused by them.
He'd been sent on may missions to rescue the son or daughter of many politicians and it amazed him how often it turned out that they themselves had instigated the kidnappings.
They used these things all for their own gain.
There was nothing like your child almost dying to stir up public sympathy and support.
For the most part these people disgusted him, with their manipulative and selfish attitudes.
They may start out with good intentions but after many years in the business under corruptive influences, it wasn't hard for them to eventually fall into the perversion that surrounds them.
But it had to be said that a couple of Senators had become some of his closest and most trusted friends.
It gave him hope that amongst all the corruption in the senate, there were people trying their best to improve the situation.
He switched his attention to his wife.
She really did look dazzling in her elegant and flattering dress.
There was no doubt that she was the bell of the ball.
They hadn't had so much as a five-minute break between the various conversations that they'd been engaged in.
As it was, this had to be the longest he'd gone without having to sweet talk a politician since they'd arrived.
She certainly was a big hit with many of her fellow Senators and it seemed that everyone wanted a piece of her.
It hadn't escaped his notice that wherever they walked around the room, all heads followed the beautiful creature that was his wife.
It would seem that she had many admirers and he'd have to watch them closely.
He chuckled inside.
Before she'd been nervous and uneasy about being here but now she exuded confidence and grace that was attracting people to her.
He was so proud of her.
At first he hadn't been thrilled to hear that she'd decided to go into politics but if it was what she wanted to do then he'd support her all the way.
The senate could do with more people like her and it could only benefit from her presence.
He must have been in a bit of a daydream because he suddenly saw a hand waving in front of his eyes.
He blinked and shook his head slightly.
Then he felt the gentle stroke of Padme's hand down his arm.
He turned to face her.
/I'm sorry, did you say something?/
She smiled girlishly at him, which could only mean one thing.
/What do you want?/
His voice was somewhat serious but he knew that she could hear the playful undertone.
/Now what makes you think that I want something? Can't I just give my husband a friendly smile?/
/We both know that that wasn't a mere friendly smile, now let's get straight to it. What can I do for you?/
Again she smiled at him.
"I was going to ask if you cared to dance?"
"Oh... Well I'm not so sure that it would be a good idea.."
"Please... Everyone is dancing with their escorts, we wouldn't stand out. Unless of course you didn't want to dance because you can't?"
This time it was his turn to smile.
"Don't think I don't know what you're doing."
She twirled one of her tendrils of hair around her finger, doing her best to look innocent.
"I don't know what you're talking about Obi-Wan."
"Yes you do but I'm going to dance with you despite your devious games."
She giggled playfully and it was music to his ears, as they made their way to the dance floor.
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She'd forgotten how good a dancer Obi-Wan was.
Jedi really were an ever-surprising group of people, they never ceased to amaze her.
They'd been dancing for half an hour now and she was glad for the rest in conversation.
She'd enjoyed meeting so many interesting people but she'd needed a break, there was no way that she could talk all night.
Another advantage to spending this time dancing is that she was able to wrap her arms around Obi-Wan.
This was the only way that they could be so close to each other without it being inappropriate.
She was sure that he was also grateful for their escape to the dance floor, as she knew how much he disliked being around politicians.
He'd been very chatty at the beginning of the evening but for the past couple of hours he'd been a little quiet and withdrawn.
She let her mind sweep across his to try and get a reading on his emotions but she couldn't pick up anything.
She slightly squeezed his shoulder to gain his attention and she smiled at him when their eyes met.
/Is something wrong?/
/No everything's fine. I just wanted to know if you felt all right?/
She saw his eyes change to a calm sea blue and she felt his body relax in her arms.
/Yes, I feel wonderful tonight./
Her mind was put at ease and she herself relaxed a little and enjoyed being in the safe and comforting presence of her husband, as they continued to dance.
Tbc.
Thanks for reading. Please do review, it encourages me to write quicker. The next part might not be ready for just over a week though, I'm gonna be at work for 8 days straight so I might not have enough time. So Take Care and I'll be back soon. Sassy.
Ok now for the thank you's.
Thanks to heather wan for your review, I'm glad that more and more new people are readying my stuff.
Real, I'm really glad that you like it, I liked that bit too, I'm glad you're still reading.
Stella, you flatter me way too much, I never thought that I'd write a fic that would turn out to be someone's favourite ever. Thankyou so much, it boosts my confidence.
Aiska thankyou for all the kind words too, I checked out your website and I've checked out what my fics look like on it, I love what you've done. It, looks great.
Brown Eyes, I'm so glad that you did come out of hiding and read this. This wouldn't be complete without a review from you. Thanks so much for the comments. I'm glad you like it.
Ok enough of me now. Hope you enjoy.
Chapter 2 : I Feel Wonderful Tonight
Despite the heavy traffic of Coruscant at night, it didn't take them long to arrive at the Senate banquette hall.
The building was alive with Senators from all over different galaxies, new and old, all in deep conversation with each other.
As she stood at the main entrance, Obi-Wan by her side, her blood pumped round her body in a mixture of excitement and nerves.
She couldn't believe that she'd let the present Queen of Naboo talk her into this, she had no business being here.
Taking a quick look around, as they walked in further, she came to the conclusion that it was quite possible that she was the youngest Senator here.
There was no way that she was going to be able to do this, she was too young, too inexperienced, no one would take her seriously.
Just as she was about to continue in her downward spiral she heard Obi- Wan's calm and encouraging voice in her mind.
/We make a fine pair, you and I. Me, I'm the youngest Jedi Master in history and you're about to become one of the youngest Senators in history./
She could clearly hear the humour in his voice, trying to ease her nerves.
But in the next moment she felt his mood change slightly to that of a more serious position.
/You have nothing to worry about my love, the force intends for you to do great things. It has faith in you, as do I./
Along with his words of reassurance he also sent comforting waves of love and encouragement to surround her mind.
Padme quickly sort of his ever expressive eyes and within their blue depths she saw his love, pride and respect for her.
The sincerity of his words made her eyes begin to water with tears of emotion she could not express to him in public.
Unable to show her gratitude for his supportive and heart warming words with any kind of physical contact, she sent it, along with her love, to him through their bond.
It was at times like this that she hated the fact that she had to pretend that he was anything but her entire universe.
She wanted to shout out to everyone in the building that she was in love and proud to be the wife of Obi-Wan Kenobi, but of course she couldn't and she never would.
That was the price they'd paid in order to be together and she had to live with it.
Apart from her most trusted handmaidens, no one could ever know, it was a strain and sometimes difficult but they'd managed it for the past three years and they would for many years to come.
/Coruscant to Padme, come in Padme./
She almost laughed out loud at the playful comment and even more so when she saw the wide smile on his face.
But before she could say anything to him her attention was stolen away as the first of many members of the Senate introduced themselves and engaged her in lengthy conversations.
.........................................
.........................................
He really did loathe politicians, which was slightly ironic since he was now married to one.
But he wouldn't let that cloud his judgement, he'd made his mind up about these people a long time ago.
He'd spent most of his life around these people, helping them, protecting them and being abused by them.
He'd been sent on may missions to rescue the son or daughter of many politicians and it amazed him how often it turned out that they themselves had instigated the kidnappings.
They used these things all for their own gain.
There was nothing like your child almost dying to stir up public sympathy and support.
For the most part these people disgusted him, with their manipulative and selfish attitudes.
They may start out with good intentions but after many years in the business under corruptive influences, it wasn't hard for them to eventually fall into the perversion that surrounds them.
But it had to be said that a couple of Senators had become some of his closest and most trusted friends.
It gave him hope that amongst all the corruption in the senate, there were people trying their best to improve the situation.
He switched his attention to his wife.
She really did look dazzling in her elegant and flattering dress.
There was no doubt that she was the bell of the ball.
They hadn't had so much as a five-minute break between the various conversations that they'd been engaged in.
As it was, this had to be the longest he'd gone without having to sweet talk a politician since they'd arrived.
She certainly was a big hit with many of her fellow Senators and it seemed that everyone wanted a piece of her.
It hadn't escaped his notice that wherever they walked around the room, all heads followed the beautiful creature that was his wife.
It would seem that she had many admirers and he'd have to watch them closely.
He chuckled inside.
Before she'd been nervous and uneasy about being here but now she exuded confidence and grace that was attracting people to her.
He was so proud of her.
At first he hadn't been thrilled to hear that she'd decided to go into politics but if it was what she wanted to do then he'd support her all the way.
The senate could do with more people like her and it could only benefit from her presence.
He must have been in a bit of a daydream because he suddenly saw a hand waving in front of his eyes.
He blinked and shook his head slightly.
Then he felt the gentle stroke of Padme's hand down his arm.
He turned to face her.
/I'm sorry, did you say something?/
She smiled girlishly at him, which could only mean one thing.
/What do you want?/
His voice was somewhat serious but he knew that she could hear the playful undertone.
/Now what makes you think that I want something? Can't I just give my husband a friendly smile?/
/We both know that that wasn't a mere friendly smile, now let's get straight to it. What can I do for you?/
Again she smiled at him.
"I was going to ask if you cared to dance?"
"Oh... Well I'm not so sure that it would be a good idea.."
"Please... Everyone is dancing with their escorts, we wouldn't stand out. Unless of course you didn't want to dance because you can't?"
This time it was his turn to smile.
"Don't think I don't know what you're doing."
She twirled one of her tendrils of hair around her finger, doing her best to look innocent.
"I don't know what you're talking about Obi-Wan."
"Yes you do but I'm going to dance with you despite your devious games."
She giggled playfully and it was music to his ears, as they made their way to the dance floor.
.....................................
.....................................
She'd forgotten how good a dancer Obi-Wan was.
Jedi really were an ever-surprising group of people, they never ceased to amaze her.
They'd been dancing for half an hour now and she was glad for the rest in conversation.
She'd enjoyed meeting so many interesting people but she'd needed a break, there was no way that she could talk all night.
Another advantage to spending this time dancing is that she was able to wrap her arms around Obi-Wan.
This was the only way that they could be so close to each other without it being inappropriate.
She was sure that he was also grateful for their escape to the dance floor, as she knew how much he disliked being around politicians.
He'd been very chatty at the beginning of the evening but for the past couple of hours he'd been a little quiet and withdrawn.
She let her mind sweep across his to try and get a reading on his emotions but she couldn't pick up anything.
She slightly squeezed his shoulder to gain his attention and she smiled at him when their eyes met.
/Is something wrong?/
/No everything's fine. I just wanted to know if you felt all right?/
She saw his eyes change to a calm sea blue and she felt his body relax in her arms.
/Yes, I feel wonderful tonight./
Her mind was put at ease and she herself relaxed a little and enjoyed being in the safe and comforting presence of her husband, as they continued to dance.
Tbc.
Thanks for reading. Please do review, it encourages me to write quicker. The next part might not be ready for just over a week though, I'm gonna be at work for 8 days straight so I might not have enough time. So Take Care and I'll be back soon. Sassy.