"Thank you, big sister," Ben replied. He embraced Angeles as she cried.
"Is she okay?" Caleb asked Ben via the Force. He thought she would be happy!
"Yes. She's crying happy tears. She doesn't feel alone anymore," Ben explained.
"Oh," was all Caleb could say to that. He didn't understand the difference between happy and sad tears, but he guessed he would learn as he got older.
When Padme woke up from her nap, Ben shared the good news with her. She hugged him and said,
"Our family is expanding."
"It is sure. Funny how the Force works sometimes," Ben uttered. He smiled at his fiancée. He could not wait to see Padme in her wedding dress.
Ben took Angeles to a private dinner, so that he could tell her the ugly truth about their biological father. He was worried on she would react to the news.
She saw the look of worry in her brother's face, and said,
"Ben, I know Skeet was an evil man."
"What? But how?" he gasped. Then he realized how she knew. Caleb!
"Don't be angry with him," Angeles pleaded. "He was worried that I would be angry at Padme for killing Skeet."
"Oh Maker! How much does he know about Skeet?" Ben wondered out loud.
"He knows our conceptions were not pleasant."
"Our? Oh Angeles, I am sorry," Ben replied, now knowing she was also conceived via rape. He took her hand in support. She wiped a tear away.
"I am okay. I had adoptive parents that loved me."
"And I had Luke Skywalker. Wait, does Caleb know..."
"Not the biological part. He saw our birth mothers in deep pain. If he was older, then he would probably know."
"I'm relieved! I'm not ready to have the sex talk with a six year old!"
"Ben, he is a remarkable little boy. And I am guessing a very powerful Force user?" Her brother remained silent.
"He didn't say anything. I can tell," Angeles added. "I will make sure he has his own private security until he is an adult."
"Thank you," Ben said in appreciation of her offer. Now he and Padme wouldn't have to worry about Caleb's safety.
The day of the wedding arrived. Padme woke up early. Ben and Caleb stayed with Angeles at her estate, per Padme's request.
"Today is my wedding day!" Padme squealed to herself, as she relaxed with a bath. "I thought this would never happen, and the day is finally here!"
She had just finishing drying herself off when she heard the doorbell. Padme threw on a robe and headed downstairs.
"Good morning," Angeles said to Padme, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Here are our dresses!"
The two women headed upstairs to change. Angeles wore a flowy sleeveless blue dress, with a thin silver belt around the waist.
"You look so pretty!" Padme exclaimed. "Although I know you wear black a lot..."
"At least it's not pink!" Angeles said with a laugh. "Come. Let's get you into your wedding dress."
Padme's dress was a sleeveless white dress, with a sweetheart neckline. It was flowy at the bottom, with a silver jewel placed on the left side of the dress.
"You look amazing!" Angeles gasped, after Padme was finished with her hair and makeup. "Ben will love it!"
"I hope so," Padme uttered, now getting nervous. Thankfully, she was distracted by the sound of the doorbell.
"Who could that be?" Angeles wondered curiously.
"How about we put on our shoes and find out?" Padme offered.
They put on their shoes and went downstairs. They felt safe, since Angeles' security team would defend them from anyone wishing to cause them harm.
Angeles opened the door. It was a delivery team. They had their bouquets, and they also carried in a couple of boxes.
"What are the boxes?" Angeles asked one of the delivery guys.
"They are from the groom," the man replied. "The smaller box is yours, Senator. The bigger one is for the bride."
"Ok." She took the boxes from the man, and brought them into the living room.
"What are those?" Padme wondered.
"These are from Ben," Angeles told her. "Let's see what is in the boxes."
Angeles opened her box first. Inside was jewelry to match her dress. She received a necklace, earrings and a bracelet.
"Wow! It's beautiful!" Padme said, as Angeles put the jewelry on.
"Let's see what is in your box," Angeles suggested. Both women gasped when they saw Padme's jewelry. She had a small silver tiara, with a white kyber crystal in the center. She was given a silver necklace, two bracelets, a ring , and an ankle bracelet, all with the same white crystal on them. Ben has used pieces of his lightsaber crystal. Padme smiled, then laughed.
"What's so funny?" Angeles questioned in confusion, as she helped her future sister-in-law put on her jewelry.
"For his gift, I gave Ben a new lightsaber hilt," Padme explained. She knew Ben had received it at that moment, and was also laughing.
"I see."
Once Angeles finished putting everything on Padme, she said with joy,
"It's time to go."
Padme nodded her head. They grabbed their bouquets and headed outside. They did not have far to go, since Ben and Padme were getting married in their meadow. She could see her groom from a distance. He wore a suit to match Angeles' dress.
The two women were approached by a tall, blonde woman with blue eyes. She wore a grayish sundress. She smiled at them and said,
"It is nice to see both of you again, under better circumstances."
Padme studied the woman's profile, and dropped her mouth open.
"Captain Phasma!" the bride exclaimed.
"Please, call me Brienne," Phasma insisted. "The minister wants to know if you are ready to start the wedding."
"Is everyone here?"
"Yes." At that moment, Caleb came running over to the three women.
"Ooh, you look pretty!" he said to Padme.
"Do you have the rings, Caleb?" she asked, feeling nervous again.
"Yes," he replied out loud. To her mind, he added, "Don't worry. Ben is nervous, too!" Padme smiled at that thought.
"Please tell the minister we are ready," Padme said to Brienne. The woman nodded her head and walked away.
"Remember Caleb, no running down the aisle," Angeles reminded him. He rolled his eyes and lined up. Angeles went behind him, and Padme was last in line.
"Are you ready?" Angeles said to Padme.
"Yes, "Padme replied. Although she was nervous, she knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with the man of her dreams, the man that was waiting patiently for her at the altar.
Author's note: I am not a "GOT" watcher, but I couldn't resist giving Phasma that name :)
