Meanwhile, on Coruscant...
"Oh, Senator Amidala, there you are!" Bail Organa said, approaching the Senator.
When she turned, Bail instantly realized it wasn't Padmé, but rather one of her handmaidens.
"Senator Organa, it's been a while," The handmaiden (Most likely Sabé, Bail thought) greeted diplomatically.
"Shall we enter our pod?" gestured Bail.
"Yes, lets."
The two walked in silence for a minute.
Finally, when Bail decided the hallway seemed empty enough, Bail said, "So, Senator. Tell me, what is our friend up to?"
Sabé pursed her lips. "Our friend is dealing with some personal issues at the moment."
"I see," Bail said as they got to their pod. "Ladies first."
Sabé smiled. She always found Bail Organa to be one of Padmé's better allies.
"I see it's no coincidence that we're sitting behind the main podium," Bail murmured to Sabé.
"Well, besides the fact, the makeup I'm wearing hides me."
Bail nodded. "I almost couldn't recognize you."
Sabé smirked. "That's the point, Senator."
Naboo
The door opened to find Jobal, Ruwee, and the Handmaidens all waiting expectantly.
"Well, Mother and Father," Padmé said, using her parent's formal names. "Meet my husband, Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker."
"I see," Jobal murmured.
"Well, since you've been keeping big secrets from us," Ruwee spat. "Is there anything else we'd like to know?"
Anakin's grip tightened on Padmé's hand.
"No, I don't believe she left anything out." Anakin said, venom dripping into his words.
"Ah, yes. The boyfriend. I assume you're the father?" Ruwee asked, upset.
"Ruwee!" Jobal scandalized.
"Well how should I know? I'm just trying to absorb all of the information!"
"I can assure you, Anakin is the father," Padmé said, trying to sound diplomatic but failing.
Anakin took a few steps down, now nearly face to face with Ruwee.
"I don't think it's very wise to make your daughter upset...and I think you need to stop, right now." Anakin hissed.
Several emotions flickered on Ruwee's face.
"I'm going for a walk," Ruwee said, storming off.
Padmé stepped off the platform once Ruwee was gone, sighing with relief.
There seemed to be a permanent frown etched on Anakin's face. Padmé didn't need to be a force user to know Anakin was upset.
"Ani, I think it's time to go," Padmé said, tugging on Anakin's sleeve.
"I'll grab your bags, Angel." Anakin replied, knowing she wanted to go to the Lake Retreat.
"I'm sorry, Padmé," Jobal sighed. "I wish it hadn't happened like this."
Padmé bit her lip. "It's alright; I don't blame you."
"I'm not sure what's gotten into your father lately. I honestly don't know,"
"It's okay, really." Padmé said with a halfhearted smile.
Jobal hugged her daughter. "If you need anything, please, please, let me know, alright?"
"I will," promised Padmé. "Thanks for your hospitality, Mom."
IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT! I really am. But I wanted to quickly push out an update, bc I wont be able to for a while. The next chapter will be much longer.