CHAPTER SIXTEEN

"Padmé! What are you doing here?"

Obi-Wan was led into the room and soon released from his bonds. He was apparently not hurt, to Padmé's relief. Once his hands were free he immediately drew her into his embrace. He held her face and kissed her soundly before even noticing the two others that were with her.

"Dormé!" He approached her to give her a quick and friendly hug, but was stopped abruptly by her outstretched hand.

"Sorry Kenobi. It's really great to see you, but I've had a bit of a run-in with some pheromone spray."

"That explains it." His eyes glanced to his padawan who was standing behind Dormé with his hands caressing her arms, his face near her own, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be breathing deeply. He once more turned to Padmé, taking her small hands into his.

"Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they?"

"No, not at all. I was treated very well. They drugged me to capture me, but once that wore off, they almost seemed apologetic for it. They are not an overly aggressive species, and it's probably a good thing. I don't think my apprentice is quite focused enough for any type of aggressive negotiations."

Padmé turned to follow Obi-Wan's gaze just in time to see Anakin nibble on Dormé's ear followed quickly by an elbow slamming into the young Jedi's stomach.

"I'll have to tell you all about that later. I spoke with the clan leader and he is willing to negotiate a trade agreement with the Republic and to be considered for admission. These rugs Obi-Wan. They would sell for an enormous price! Look at the detail."

"They have a lot to offer the Republic. I'm sure that they will not be turned down, once they learn and accept they cannot trade illegal substances. But Padmé, there's the clan war. I'm afraid I will have to stay here in order to establish peace before an ambassador will be allowed to come."

"How long?"

"Possibly another three or four months. These clans have been warring for hundreds of years. A trade agreement will be a first step toward ending the conflict, but they will still have a long way to go. I will have to stay to ensure that they suceeed."

"I understand. The wedding can wait." Though slightly disappointed, she honestly meant her words.

"Oh no you don't!" Dormé was quick to interrupt their conversation, shoving aside the persistent caresses of Anakin to approach them. "You two are getting married! Today!"