" Read it when you're alone. It will make all sense. I hope! " With that Kylantha returned to her previously position.

But she didn't seem to care if she got hurt or died.

It was like Padmé, the Padmé he had known, was gone. Something he refused to believe.She was still there, who else would the brunette, the beauty, be? She was the star, his heart was her for all eternity. If only she knew about it! Only knew he was alive after all these years!

And here is the coutinued story from Padmés POV -->

Padmé was exhausted, her feet was finally getting the blood that seemed to been stuck in her legs the entire evening. She had totally forgot how it was on these kind of things. Living like she had done for the last couple of years, she didn't mixture herself that much with high society people or parties like these. But it was also a way to connecting herself with her ghost from a long time ago. Just living in her old rooms again, under her fathers roof. She breathed out once more, but the feeling that someone was watching her didn't let her go. As didn't the feeling that she had got from the queen the entire evening. She had watched her from a distance at one point. Kylantha didn't smile.

Yes, she did.

But it wasn't a smile that you could call real. Something was eating the other twenty year old women that were in the center of Naboo's future. She had only two years left on her duty towards their people. Padmé had heard rumors that they wanted her back as their queen, but she knew all to well that the law wouldn't let her rule once more. Not even how much she wanted to. They where laws for a reason, so you should fallow them as they were meant to be followed. The bed seemed comfortable as always. The ship had been her home, but she had made a mistake by not choosing a better bed to it. And now she didn't care that much thought as long she didn't hurt herself. In her nightgown she took the step out side in the cold wind outside her room.

The garden was quiet, you could almost hear the traffic from here if you listen carefully. The flowers smelled sweet in the light cold air around her. The wind that played with her hair that she had let loose. She took the moment to be fragile and what she could have been, a young women.

Not even thirty yet.

But her life was not as all the others on Naboo, she had seen too much. Looking back over her shoulder she saw the small piece of paper laying on the drawer. Deep breathe as she walked back, closing the door, and took it in her hand.

Crawling up in her bed so her back was against the wall she carefully started to open it. As if she were afraid that it would fall apart or be destroyed she realised she was ridicules at the moment. But when she saw the queens handwriting her heart started to speed up a bit. At first she thought it was just a small piece of 'Hello and welcome back to Naboo' paper, but it was nothing like a hi and hello.

Be careful Padmé Naberrie. There was a reason I tried to not let you come back to this planet. It was grounded on good intentions. It was better for every one, for you to hate one person. Then to actually know, someone is not dead, that was supposed to. Just remember, my former Queen, there are more then angry farmers out there on our so lovely planet. I do know I can trust you with this, but keep it far from the one who is suppose to be dead.

Your Kylantha Queen of Naboo

Padmé couldn't say it was the best good night story she ever read. But that got her wondering, someone was watching her. She could feel it, it bothered her a great deal. This kind of present in the force didn't seem to have the same affect on Obi-Wan. She knew her friend to well, not to realise if something was wrong. He was a little bit too easy to read.

One thought came to mind, something she hadn't been thinking in over three years

I wish I had Anakin here

It was an alien feeling for her, it hadn't been there before. Made her shiver. This planet had touched her more then it should. Maybe it was a mistake to actually go back here. But there was something wrong, and she wanted to know what it was. It took the best of her senses away for her curiosity.

Shorter and shorter it seem to get... - Yoda!

Yeah well, I don't work with a mass pruduktion of text, I want quality... Hehe Anyway, Tell me what to do here, love to hear what you think of me in this story...

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