Engagement

Soon, months had passed since Anakin and Jordana had been going out and on one very special night he decided to treat her to dinner at the nicest restaurant he could afford. After dinner, they made their way through the lounge directly above said restaurant and onto the balcony attached to it. The setting sun cast slivers of golden light onto them through the trees. Anakin had his arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her hips pressed lightly against his.

While Jordana was gazing at the sun as it began to settle beneath the horizon, Anakin was doing the best he could to hide his nervousness. He had never truly proposed to anyone before. Him and Padme had simply agreed to be married in secrecy. But this time, things were going to be different. Unlike when he confessed his love for her, he had planned this entire evening.
"Jordie," his free hand fiddled around inside his pocket, "have you ever heard the expression 'love is more than just gazing one another's eyes, but rather standing side by side, gazing towards the future together'?"
"Until now, no I hadn't."
"Well," he turned to face her, concealing something in his mechanical hand, "you've always been by my side, and I couldn't imagine a life without you. I love you, with every fiber of my being, and I want to build a future with you."

A small, square box appeared in his hand and he opened it to reveal a silver ring with a singular, white gemstone.
"Jordana Darai, will you marry me?"
"Yes, yes I will." she answered immediately.
He slipped the ring on her finger and embraced her, lifting her slightly off the ground.
"Oh Anakin," she said breathlessly, cupping his cheek in her hand, "I love you so much."
"I love you too, Jordana."
And the sun disappeared beneath the earth, the final rays barely touching them as their lips fused in a passionate, loving kiss.

But what Anakin and Jordana didn't know was that while they celebrated their engagement, an old friend was being laid to rest at the Jedi Temple.