To Darth: I realize that I left a large gap. That wasn't what I wanted my story to be about. Is that okay with you? Sorry, just a little bit tired. I don't mean to be sarcastic.
Leia was fine after a few days, albeit testier than usual. Naturally, Luke bore the brunt of that. He had told the story over dinner that night, and whilst Anakin grinned and slapped his daughter on the back, exclaiming, "That's my Girl!", Padme really listened. And saw the look on her daughter's face. This worried her, because it didn't sound like the guy was very responsible or mature, and she'd seen the holovids. He was no teenager. But, at the same time, she was glad that her daughter could feel for someone who was less than perfect. She trusted her judgment. And had no doubt that they would soon meet again.