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Only two of the Queen's handmaidens had been chosen to accompany her. They were of course Rabe and Eirtae. As for Sabe, she slunk down in a crimson couch and watched them get ready. Padme was dressed and talking with Senator Palpatine in the lobby. In Just a few minutes they would leave for a debate that would determine the people of Naboo's fate.

Rabe, dressed in an elegant black, left the room. She had not spoken to Sabe for two days now. It was wearing on all the girls' nerves. Eirtae took it upon herself to at least show Sabe some attention. "Will you be alright by yourself?"

Clutching a pillow to her chest, Sabe sighed. "I am not a child. I can handle be on my own for more then five minutes."

"That's not what I meant Sabe."

"I know about the dinner you are going to." Sabe only gave a quick glance to Eirtae before slowly gliding over to the window. She had not even bothered to change out of her white night dress. What was the point when she was not needed anymore? "Have fun."

Eirtae came up behind Sabe and wrapped her long arms about the girl. "Don't you think this has gone on long enough Sabe-angel?"

There was a flicker of a smile in Sabe's cheek. It had been a while since anyone had called her by her nickname. True she was no angel, and so it was truly meant as a joke. "When she chooses to end it, then it will be finished."

"Maybe this is the one time that you should go to her." Eirtae let go of Sabe and headed for the door. Just as she was going to leave, the handmaiden halted her steps. "It won't hurt your pride that much."

And just like that, Sabe was alone in the room; alone with her thoughts.

Much time had pasted since everyone had left. Sabe couldn't read or work on the stitches that came loose on the Queen's traveling gown. How could she do anything else but think about the time on the ship. Her fight with Padme was too unbearable to put on paper. Her feelings about Obi-Wan had found themselves lost in her mind. She couldn't even see him again. Would she even see him again?

A tear rolled down her cheek. The silence did not last long for there was a beeping nose in the main sitting room. Sabe rose to her feet and went into the other room. She pressed a button to receive the incoming transmission and not forgetting to cross her arms over her exposed neck line.

She was very surprised to see who it was on the screen. With a smile, she chocked back unwanted words. "What do I owe the pleasure of your conversation Master Kenobi?"

From what she could see, Obi-Wan was sitting in a small room. It wasn't very large, and so she gathered it was his sitting room. "I was hoping to speak with Padme since I thought you were going to be in a meeting."

"Oh… well, I was but we were invited to a dinner with Palpatine. I didn't feel like sitting around and chatting so I sent her in my place." It was a quick lie but a good one. Sabe would do anything to save face from the Jedi. Suddenly it struck her. He wanted to speak with Padme; not her. Anger welled inside her. "I don't want to keep you if you wanted to speak with her."

"No, no… it wasn't anything important. I just meant that I thought you were busy. Are you?"

Sabe shrugged her shoulders. "I am in my apartment alone in my night dress. How busy can a girl be under these circumstances?"

"You look like you have been crying." Obi-Wan stated with concern in his voice. "Are you ok?"

"Just a little stressed."

"Did the meeting go that bad?"

Sabe sat down on one of the sofas. Tears now streamed down her cheeks. She couldn't play this game anymore for Padme; it was tearing her apart. Strong, independent and practical was she known as, but now she was just an ordinary girl. An ordinary girl who felt alone.

There was no word from Obi-Wan as he gazed at Sabe. He wanted to aid her right now. It always hurt him to see other's cry. "Listen, I could come by and see how you are doing. I have a good two hours till the council requires Qui-Gon and I to be present."

"I couldn't trouble you." Sabe muttered between sobs.

"Its alright. The complex is just a sector away from the temple." Obi-Wan stood to his feet. "I will be there as soon as I can. Don't worry."

Sabe didn't have to wait as long as she thought; it seemed that the Jedi had made sure to be there in lightning speed. She unlocked the door so he could come right in. It was better that way for she was now lying on the couch with a pill clutched to her chest. This was how Obi-Wan saw her when entering the room.

He sat on the edge of the couch, his eyes glancing at her. "What is so bad that it would make you cry?"

Sitting up, Sabe tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She rested her head on his shoulder and to her surprise, he didn't protest. "I think I am a bad person."

"A bad person?" Obi-Wan nearly laughed though he tried to stop himself. "You could never be something who is evil and wicked in side. You're too beautiful."

"Oh but I am!"

"Fine then. Tell me why you are a bad person."

Sabe sniffled, reveling in the mere touch of his robe against her skin. "I think I have damaged a friendship; a friendship that was like no other. All because of my big mouth!" She sighed. "Obi-Wan, I never meant it to be like this but she wont talk to me and I understand. The words I said… they were awful things."

Obi-Wan let her talk. He knew that it was best to let something that was grieving to let everything out. And that meant without interruption. He took the arm she was leaning on and wrapped it about her shoulders; cradling her like a child who had scuffed their knee.

"I don't think she will ever talk to me again. Everything here has been so sad. Where there was once laughter, now there is silence. I told her I would be fine without her… but it has been two days and I feel like a Bantha!"

"Sush… don't cry like that and no you are not a Bantha." He took his robe's sleeve and wiped away the tears from her eyes. "Everyone has disagreements. I once left the Temple because of a confrontation with my master. It took a long time to regain the trust and ease the awkwardness, but we got over it. Oh, your highness; don't fret. Maybe you should go to her and talk about this whole matter."

"That's what Eirtae said to do." Sabe replied with the quiver in her voice diminishing. "It would hurt too much to do that."

"But you would have your friend back. Wouldn't that sooth the pain?"

Sabe shrugged her tiny shoulders. She didn't know what to do but hearing advice from someone else but Eirtae made sense.

Obi-Wan smiled. "Do you want me to go now?"

"Oh, please don't. I don't want to be alone right now. No one will be back for a long while."

"Alright then, but I can't stay for long." He nodded his head. "Qui-Gon will message me when I have to leave. Till then I will stay with you."

He leaned back on the couch and counted the imperfections on the ceiling. Sabe curled her legs while resting upon his chest. It was so innocent for the Jedi. The handmaid thought more of it then just being a shoulder to lean upon. Every day that dawned brought in new comforts and torn down boundaries for her.

Her mind was drifting far off into slumber but before she was gone, Sabe placed a hand on his chest. "This is everything…"

"Everything?" Obi-Wan asked.

Sabe seemed to go into a trace. No, this wasn't everything she wanted. What she wanted was more then just a shoulder to lean on or an arm about her. Would it be a crime to touch his lips but once, she thought. It would; she knew it. Still, she needed this. Not just to prove Padme wrong but to ease a fire within her. Maybe this whole aura of him would disappear into the night if she reached out…

Without hesitation, Sabe sat up straight. It wasn't long before she had turned to face him and had her hands caressing his cheeks. Her lips locked with his. For a moment she was walking on air, until he had gently pushed her aside. "Your highness!"

There was pure helplessness in Sabe's eyes. She wasn't going to back down. "Just once have you felt like letting go. Touching something that will never come back?"

Obi-Wan shook his head; his eyes closing. "Something that doesn't belong to you."

"Yes!"

"No!" Obi-Wan stood up. "What is with you? You and your handmaiden seem to think this is a game! What is going on?"

She stayed seated upon the couch though her arms flayed in every direction. "You think this is a game? This, dear Jedi, is no game to me. As for Padme… I don't understand what you are talking about." Her eyes became daggers as she grew fierce. "What happened with you two?"

"Nothing!"

"It's not nothing! I invented the nothing phrase!" Sabe sat on the couch. She stared at the floor, her mind wandering into a dark abyss. "Now your going to tell me you never want to see me again… is that what's going to happen?"

There was a sigh from the Jedi. How could he explain anything to her when she was like this? He sat down once again. "Listen…"

"Just once…" she interrupted him as sadness emitted from her voice. "Just once… can you show me what you are hiding? I know you are like me… I know there was another. You didn't want to talk about love." Her eyes came back to meet his. "Even if you pretended I was her… I would… revel in the delight that you even gave a chance… for me… to…"

Once more her lips edged toward his. This time there was no fighting from Obi-Wan. Her hands pressed against his chest as she felt his arms pull her close. It was a moment suspended in time. Even when she had been flung down upon the soft upholstery, her mind did not waver from the pleasure.

His weight a force to be reckoned with. She didn't care. Her legs tightened about his hips sending tingling sensations through her body. Never before had she experienced feelings like this!

A small gasp came from Sabe when she felt his hand venture to her breasts. Her eyes closed when she heard a voice, deep with passion, interrupt her small sighs. "I think…"

"What…" Sabe asked between kisses.

"We… should…"

"Stop?"

At that very word, Obi-Wan released his grasp upon the handmaid and gazed down upon her. "This is getting out of hand. Its not…"

"Sush…" Sabe smiled while her fingers traced his partly exposed chest. "Live for the moment…"

Obi-Wan shook his head. 'But not at the expense of what may come."

Letting out a deep and well rounded sigh, Sabe placed her hands on her neck. Maybe he was right. This was more then she was expecting. Her mind flickered. Was she even ready for more then just kisses and moonlight? No. "Fine… I agree."

She squeezed out from under him, only to feel a tug on her arm. Obi-Wan laid on the couch. "I promised I would stay until I had to leave."

"Aren't you?"

"I don't hear my comlink. Do you?"

Sabe smiled weakly as she laid at his side. There was more to this then she realized; there had to be. She just shared a moment that would be forever etched in his mind. Would it be the same for him? All these thoughts plagued her until sleep took its toll. The last thing she remembered was warm breaths upon her face.

It was unpleasant to be awakened from a delightful dream and Sabe wasn't too thrilled about it. She glanced around the room only to discover there was no one but her and Rabe. "Where did he go?"

Rabe tilted her head in confusion. "Where did who go?"

Falling back onto the comfortable couch, Sabe groaned. He had left when she was asleep. Maybe that was for the best. She didn't want anyone to know that she had a visitor; even if nothing had happened. "Oh, never mind." Sabe covered her eyes with her arm. "How did everything go?"

There was silence for a while before Rabe spoke, though it didn't last very long. "Were going home."