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Chapter 12: The Ball

He felt as Satine's arm entwined with his own, the satin dress brushing against his leg making a crinkling sound and the smoothness of it gliding across the floor. He watched as the brown haired woman who turned out to be Padme entwined her arms in Anakin's, giving him a smile that made him blush slightly. At the top of the stairs Senator Organa stood there in a black suit, his hair brushed back and his shoes shining. By his side his wife Breha had her hand in his own, her rose pink dress swirled round her as she moved, her hair was done up in a royal hairstyle.

"Master Jedi, I'm so glad you could make it" Breha said, her royal voice subtly booming round the hallway.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world" Obi Wan said, smiling at Satine who held onto his arm.

The sound of fanfares echoed around the hallway, and a small smile appeared on Satine's face warming Obi Wan's heart as Senator Organa gestured and placed his arm through Breha's and began to walk down the stairs, the sound of applause echoing down the hall.

"This is it Obi" Satine said, watching as Anakin and Padme strolled down the staircase like a married couple.

"Well lets go milady" Obi Wan said, smiling as he slowly walked with Satine towards the stairs elegantly, the sound of applause sounding round the hallway and spinning round their ears as a orchestra began to play a simple yet beautiful tune.

Obi Wan moved over to a set of tables, the white tablecloth clear as snow, and the candles flickering in the warm air lighting each area. Sitting down he watched as food was placed in front of them. All sorts. Turkeys, Carrots, potatoes, chicken, and many other exotic fruits and meat. Anakin reached for a plate of stuffing and piled his plate high, receiving a look from Obi Wan as he reached only for a small amount of food.

"What? You don't get food like this in the temple so get it while you can!" Anakin joked, his mouth filled with food as he continued to stuff his face, Obi Wan wiping a bit of spit from his face.

"Thank you for that Anakin"

"No problem Master!" He joked again.

Padme whispered something into Anakin's ear and he took her hand gently, pulling her to her feet, her brown hair moving round her back and her blue dress flowing round her. Bail Organa extended his hand to his wife and took her up to dance. The music filled round the room as many couples danced round the ballroom floor as Satine was given the offer for a dance who gracefully got to her feet and took the mans hand. His brown hair blowing round and his black suite had no dust in sight. Obi Wan felt a rush of jealousy rush through his veins; his heart pounded as the man placed his hands on her hips and smirked at him. The anger rose through his head, the force showed a dangerous position that many round him were oblivious to.

"Hey there Master." Anakin said, sensing his master's discomfort and anger through the force.

"Before you say anything Anakin, I am FINE" Obi Wan said, his anger rising up, his eyes turning a dangerously dark blue, the fire shooting through them.

"Ok, ok. Just let it out Obi Wan"

Obi Wan breathed in through his nose and released each bout of anger and jealousy into the force, his heart became light and his breath was silent as he breathed out through his mouth.

"There, feel better?" Anakin asked nervously.

"Great!"

A couple of hours later Obi Wan was still sat in his seat, immersed in the force as he watched Anakin and Padme part ways for the night and Anakin walk her to her room. Satine was sat beside him, her head resting on his shoulder and her blonde hair tickling his nose. Not once had he moved from his seat, he just watched the people round him dance and only a few people remained.

"Satine, would you do the honour of dancing with me?" he said finally, making use of the echoing silence between them. Satine lifted her head from his shoulder, her eyes glazed with tiredness.

"Ok Obi, just for you" she said smiling. Slowly Obi Wan got up and made his way to the musician and whispered something into his ear, which in response nodded.

"Milady" He said grinning as he held out his hand. She took his hand, the smoothness of it gripping her small hand as he pulled her to her feet and took her onto the dance floor and waited. The song then began to play, the chimes of the melody spinning round in her ears, each pluck of the guitar taking her through each step of heaven.

"Obi, this is…our song" Satine spluttered into his face, his smile filling each inch of her heart.

"Yes Satine, it is" Obi Wan said, spinning her round. Satine placed her arms round his shoulders and he placed his round her waist and they slowly danced in the middle of the ballroom, turning to each beat of the music.

"Who taught you to dance Obi?" Satine asked, still spinning round the floor.

"As a child in the temple you are taught to dance to have coordination in handling a lightsaber" he said smiling as the music stopped and he bowed to her, kissing her hand with his smooth lips.

Satine curtsied to the Jedi master, letting her hair fall over her face.

"Master Jedi, would you do me the honour of walking me to my room?"

Obi Wan stared at her for a minute until he replied with

"Of course Duchess, it would be my honour"

And with that Obi Wan took Satine's smooth hand and walked through the hallways, passing each ruler of Alderaan, both oblivious of the dangers that would soon follow after that night.

Ooohhh! Wonder what's going to happen? Next chapter The Missing Duchess. Review Please!