Darth Vader impatiently paced the halls of the Star Destroyer he had made his flagship. Padme had said she wanted to speak with him, and that it was urgent. Now, she was late, and he was getting impatient. When she walked through the entryway to the flagship's starboard balcony, he breathed a deep sigh of relief. The foreboding aura that kept the Imperial troops inline dissappeared and was replaced by the gentleness of Anakin Skywalker.
" I worried for you, Padme. Why were you late?"
Padme looked flustered. She was obviously very disturbed by something. " Ani," she said," I...I want to take you up on your offer."
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. " You mean the one we discussed about----"
" The darkside. From what you have told me, it seems to be a way to channel stress."
Vader was taken aback. Only days earlier, he had told Padme that if the stress of the babies and her work in the senate became to much, he would teach her the darkside as a way to utilize her emotions. The news that Padme was force sensitive came as a shock to him, but she was not open to the darkside yet. Just wait until she has become a true Sith. He could hardly wait. " You have no idea how pleased I am to hear that," spoke the calm voice of Skywalker. Padme burst into tears. She had obviously made this choice reluctantly. It would take sometime, but soon, Padme Amidala would truly embrace the darkside, and that was a goal that kept Vader going. He grasped his wife in his arms to comfort her. Soon, he thought.