Post by Courtney Solo on Apr 11, 2006 8:00:05 GMT -5
Diary Entry # 1,113: Padm`e Naberrie Amidala Skywalker
Well, I did it; I married Anakin. I risk losing my rank as senator, my pride, my self esteem. But Anakin... he makes it all worthwhile. He comforts me like no other. Anakin completes me; I love him. Yes, there have been other times when I thought I was in love. Nights when Anakin was only a padawan, and Obi-Wan would come to see me, and only me. The attention I received from Anakin's Master had made me warm inside, but nothing like the feeling I get when Anakin does something special for me. Everytime we're in the same room together, he flashes that adorable, unforgetable smile. When we're alone, the way that he touches me ... so kind, gentle and loving. He respects my privacy, as I also respect his. Anakin's kisses ... hmmm ... they make me feel like all of the other bad things I've gone through don't matter, that as long as he's there, I will always be content. They make me feel like I'm floating on a cloud. His love is magical, and I am glad to have it.
Oh, my, I've never felt this way before. I'm so happy, yet, there's something wrong...; the secrecy. Well, it's not like we're going to announce it to everyone that we've betrayed our ways so we can be together. Together ....
Anakin is at war, maybe on Kashyyyk, maybe not. There's no way to tell. I miss him terribly. Why, oh, why must we be separated!? Our secret.
Is it going to become too hard to keep our secret?
Padm`e Skywalker
"I love her, Artoo," Anakin sighed. R2-D2 twittled a curt response. "No, you can't record this. Padm`e ... she makes everything feel right in the end. Artoo, we're separated ... and it's killing me. I miss her so kriffin' much, my head's spinning."
[It's growing hard to keep your secret?]
"Yeah, it is, almost too hard. R2, how am I going to get her to Coruscant without anyone suspecting something?"
[Get back to the battle. I have an idea.]
Anakin grinned. "Thanks, buddy."
Padm`e looked up from her work as her captain rushed into her office. "You're needed back on Coruscant immediately, m'lady! A very important vote requires your attendance."
"I have decided to move to Coruscant, where I can be near the Jedi Temple and the Senate," Padm`e stated, closing her book.
"If you don't mind me asking ... why the Jedi?"
"The Jedi have offered protection, and I am a close friend of many of them. Friends are a wonderful thing to have at the moment, especially ones with connections."
"Anakin!" Padm`e cried when he entered her apartment. He embraced her and kissed her repeatedly.
"Oh, I missed you," he proclaimed in to her shoulder.
"How did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Get me to Coruscant," she pulled back, smiling broadly. Anakin grinned.
"Well, I had some help," he motioned to R2-D2. "Plus, I pulled some strings and the Jedi are going to let me rent out my own apartment. I bought the one right next to yours."
Padm`e leaned against her husband. "You've been gone so long."
"Two months," Anakin agreed, and wrapped his arms around her. "I hate it. I wish I could take you everywhere I go, but that would only endanger you even more." She looked into his eyes lovingly.
"Someone once told me that sometimes we must let go of our pride, and do what is requested of us. The same can be said for our secret. Sometimes we must let go of our desires, and do what is required of us."
Anakin caressed her cheek and kissed her tenderly. "It's late, my love," he whispered. "Let's go to bed." She smiled mischeviously and walked with her handsome husband into their bedroom, hand in hand.
A/N:[/b] Sorry, that's as suggestive as I can get without getting descriptive.
Y'see, I've never had "it" before (ick, I don't want to) so I can't exactly ... y'know.
Padm`e might end up pregnant as a result of this night, though.
Well, I did it; I married Anakin. I risk losing my rank as senator, my pride, my self esteem. But Anakin... he makes it all worthwhile. He comforts me like no other. Anakin completes me; I love him. Yes, there have been other times when I thought I was in love. Nights when Anakin was only a padawan, and Obi-Wan would come to see me, and only me. The attention I received from Anakin's Master had made me warm inside, but nothing like the feeling I get when Anakin does something special for me. Everytime we're in the same room together, he flashes that adorable, unforgetable smile. When we're alone, the way that he touches me ... so kind, gentle and loving. He respects my privacy, as I also respect his. Anakin's kisses ... hmmm ... they make me feel like all of the other bad things I've gone through don't matter, that as long as he's there, I will always be content. They make me feel like I'm floating on a cloud. His love is magical, and I am glad to have it.
Oh, my, I've never felt this way before. I'm so happy, yet, there's something wrong...; the secrecy. Well, it's not like we're going to announce it to everyone that we've betrayed our ways so we can be together. Together ....
Anakin is at war, maybe on Kashyyyk, maybe not. There's no way to tell. I miss him terribly. Why, oh, why must we be separated!? Our secret.
Is it going to become too hard to keep our secret?
Padm`e Skywalker
"I love her, Artoo," Anakin sighed. R2-D2 twittled a curt response. "No, you can't record this. Padm`e ... she makes everything feel right in the end. Artoo, we're separated ... and it's killing me. I miss her so kriffin' much, my head's spinning."
[It's growing hard to keep your secret?]
"Yeah, it is, almost too hard. R2, how am I going to get her to Coruscant without anyone suspecting something?"
[Get back to the battle. I have an idea.]
Anakin grinned. "Thanks, buddy."
Padm`e looked up from her work as her captain rushed into her office. "You're needed back on Coruscant immediately, m'lady! A very important vote requires your attendance."
"I have decided to move to Coruscant, where I can be near the Jedi Temple and the Senate," Padm`e stated, closing her book.
"If you don't mind me asking ... why the Jedi?"
"The Jedi have offered protection, and I am a close friend of many of them. Friends are a wonderful thing to have at the moment, especially ones with connections."
"Anakin!" Padm`e cried when he entered her apartment. He embraced her and kissed her repeatedly.
"Oh, I missed you," he proclaimed in to her shoulder.
"How did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Get me to Coruscant," she pulled back, smiling broadly. Anakin grinned.
"Well, I had some help," he motioned to R2-D2. "Plus, I pulled some strings and the Jedi are going to let me rent out my own apartment. I bought the one right next to yours."
Padm`e leaned against her husband. "You've been gone so long."
"Two months," Anakin agreed, and wrapped his arms around her. "I hate it. I wish I could take you everywhere I go, but that would only endanger you even more." She looked into his eyes lovingly.
"Someone once told me that sometimes we must let go of our pride, and do what is requested of us. The same can be said for our secret. Sometimes we must let go of our desires, and do what is required of us."
Anakin caressed her cheek and kissed her tenderly. "It's late, my love," he whispered. "Let's go to bed." She smiled mischeviously and walked with her handsome husband into their bedroom, hand in hand.
A/N:[/b] Sorry, that's as suggestive as I can get without getting descriptive.
Y'see, I've never had "it" before (ick, I don't want to) so I can't exactly ... y'know.
Padm`e might end up pregnant as a result of this night, though.