The Queen was removed to the guest quarters, a regal two story building made not of straw or reed but stone. The room though spacious was simply decorated with a huge bed in the corner near a window that overlooked a picturesque garden. A small round table with four chairs was situated in the middle of the room.
On the other side of the room was a settee with two sofas, facing the full-length windows opening onto a wide balcony from where Anakin could see the village, the forests and the purple mountains beyond. The courtyard was abloom with colorful flowers of all colors. A sweet scent permeated the air; here and there, he could hear the bird chirping.
Behind him, several girls were helping the queen into clean clothes. They had her body cleaned with a damp cloth and her hair combed and plaited. Anakin was thankful to the chief's hospitality. He felt they were safe here for the time being.
He had sent a messenger with a holographic message to Obi-wan and Captain Panaka in Thal Weil informing them of their difficulty.
"The Queen had been injured on her escape from the palace, which had become serious," he explained, "it was not possible for her to travel the regular way." Anakin advised them to send the Bongo, which would cut their travel time by half.
Meanwhile he had filled the old chief on the details of their unfortunate circumstances-except the consort thing that is. Amidala was going to be very angry with him, he had found out earlier, she was very sensitive to this topic.
Anakin came out from the fresher more refreshed after a warm bath, though he could've done with a clean pair of clothes. His jedi tunic was a mess, his sleeve was torn and one side of the hem was now shorter with frayed threads hanging from it where he had torn out a piece for the Queen's make shift bandage. He thought about asking the chief for a clean change of clothes, then decided that a torn tunic was better than a skirt around his waist.
His eyes then fell on the table before him and thoughts of his ragged clothes were soon forgotten. A grand meal was set for him on the table. There were several kinds of dishes, mainly local delicacies. He was so hungry; he felt he hadn't eaten for a week.
After he'd eaten. He took a bowl of warm soup over to the Queen's bedside. After some coaxing she woke up and Anakin fed her some soup. He noticed that she was pale and weak. The door opened, Hena walked in carrying a bowl filled with some herbal concoction, which Anakin had a hard time convincing her to take, but in the end she finished the bowl.
Later, another woman came to clean up the table; she kept glancing at him from the corner of her eyes as he sat by the Queen's side staring into her sleeping face. His mind wondering far, far away to his home planet of Tatooine. He was nine and she was fourteen. She was probably the most beautiful girl he had seen then...
On the other side of the room was a settee with two sofas, facing the full-length windows opening onto a wide balcony from where Anakin could see the village, the forests and the purple mountains beyond. The courtyard was abloom with colorful flowers of all colors. A sweet scent permeated the air; here and there, he could hear the bird chirping.
Behind him, several girls were helping the queen into clean clothes. They had her body cleaned with a damp cloth and her hair combed and plaited. Anakin was thankful to the chief's hospitality. He felt they were safe here for the time being.
He had sent a messenger with a holographic message to Obi-wan and Captain Panaka in Thal Weil informing them of their difficulty.
"The Queen had been injured on her escape from the palace, which had become serious," he explained, "it was not possible for her to travel the regular way." Anakin advised them to send the Bongo, which would cut their travel time by half.
Meanwhile he had filled the old chief on the details of their unfortunate circumstances-except the consort thing that is. Amidala was going to be very angry with him, he had found out earlier, she was very sensitive to this topic.
Anakin came out from the fresher more refreshed after a warm bath, though he could've done with a clean pair of clothes. His jedi tunic was a mess, his sleeve was torn and one side of the hem was now shorter with frayed threads hanging from it where he had torn out a piece for the Queen's make shift bandage. He thought about asking the chief for a clean change of clothes, then decided that a torn tunic was better than a skirt around his waist.
His eyes then fell on the table before him and thoughts of his ragged clothes were soon forgotten. A grand meal was set for him on the table. There were several kinds of dishes, mainly local delicacies. He was so hungry; he felt he hadn't eaten for a week.
After he'd eaten. He took a bowl of warm soup over to the Queen's bedside. After some coaxing she woke up and Anakin fed her some soup. He noticed that she was pale and weak. The door opened, Hena walked in carrying a bowl filled with some herbal concoction, which Anakin had a hard time convincing her to take, but in the end she finished the bowl.
Later, another woman came to clean up the table; she kept glancing at him from the corner of her eyes as he sat by the Queen's side staring into her sleeping face. His mind wondering far, far away to his home planet of Tatooine. He was nine and she was fourteen. She was probably the most beautiful girl he had seen then...