Vader allowed his deep breathing to fill the the emptiness of the room. His gaze turning from the woman to out the window and towards the heavy bustle of Coruscant. His vision remained focused on the charred remains of the old Jedi temple so far yet so close.
“ Senator Skywalker. It is time for you to leave. “ The Dark lord gestured for the guards at the doorway to come for the woman whom he called his wife. “ See that she is treated well, and that the Emperor knows I’ve done my duty. “ It pained the man former known as Skywalker, but he knew that this would keep her safe.
teeth clench as she falls to silence - why does he fear a man so inferior to himself? does he not understand? he holds the power. he is being used. the storm troopers grasp her arms, beginning to guide her away. yet she will not accept defeat. with every ounce of strength she has, she rips herself away from their bruising grasp.
uncaring of the marks it would leave on her skin, or even that she is being so easily dismissed. racing to him before either guard can secure her. reaching out -- her hands grasp his forearm. the armor cold and unresponsive beneath her touch. yet she holds on. ‘ if you WANT me gone... YOU have to make me. lord vader. ‘
the name tastes bitter upon her lips, a false name given by a master to control another soul. let him reject her. let him dismiss her. but she will not give up hope in him. because he is all she knows now. it took months for her to finally cause enough stir that palpatine’s lie of her death being at anakin’s hand to be exposed. yet still her husband followed him.
padme was tired of losing the ones she loved. but not so tired as to stop her fight.
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