"First there is desire, then passion, then suspicion. Jealousy, anger, betrayal...When love is for the highest bidder, there is no trust. Without trust, there is no love. Jealousy, yes jealousy, will drive you mad!" - El Tango de Roxanne, Moulin Rouge!
First there is Desire
Palpatine
Darth Sidious was fuming. How could his prized apprentice have fallen at the hands of a mere Padawan learner? Darth Maul had already slain the Jedi Master Anoon Bondara and his Padawan on her trials Darsha Assant. This Obi-Wan Kenobi, would pay for this setback in his plans. He would plan his revenge.
Maybe he could be turned to the dark side. That would be deliciously sweet to seduce a pet of that green troll. He had just lost his beloved Master - maybe there was weakness there to exploit at this vulnerable time. His sources told him that the Jedi Council had elevated him to the rank of Jedi Knight, days after previously deemed unready for the Trials.
"We are grateful for your help Obi-Wan Kenobi," said Chancellor Palpatine, taking in the red rimmed eyes and the subdued body language. Darth Sidious subtly probed the young man before him to scout out his weaknesses, the key to turning him. Disgusted by what he found, he withdrew carefully to avoid notice. Kenobi was firmly planted in the light. He radiated a purity that shone so bright that it made the Sith Lord want to wretch.
Palpatine turned to the young boy next to Kenobi. His hair was shorn short with the exception of tell-tale beginnings of a Padawan braid and he was also dressed in the cream coloured tunics of a Jedi. His constant fidgeting betrayed his lack of training, unable to compose himself as any Jedi initiate far younger than him would be able to do. What struck Darth Sidious the most was the sheer presence in the Force this boy had - his Force signature burned brightly compared to those around him. So this is the one we've been looking for. Darth Sidious eagerly searched him out and liked what he saw - his power, his pride, his strengths and his flaws. The Sith Lord's desire was piqued. Good, good, he will do nicely. With the right guidance, he will be ripe for the picking one day.
"And you young Skywalker - we will watch your career with great interest."