@lethalwound
Anakin had been fairly quiet on the ride back to Naboo, to escort Senator Amidala home. Why he was even referring to her as Senator Amidala in his head was beyond him. She was Padme. She had been Padme, since he was a boy, when she was letting her decoy be Queen, and she was playing the role of handmaiden. But, that was so long ago. They had been through so much together, recently. He had been tasked to protect her from being killed. She had been there for him, when his mother died, and they had faced death together in that arena in Geonosis. He would never forget her words, before they went into that arena. “I truly, deeply love you.” After that, everything had turned to chaos. There was the arena, the battle, the fight with Dooku, which cost him his arm. He sat here now, slightly flexing it, able to feel some sensations, but they had said he’d feel more, over time
Once they arrived back at the lake house in Varykino, he saw her start to grab her luggage and he stopped her. “I can still carry luggage, milady.” He didn’t know why he was being so formal, again. Maybe it was because, he was worried that it had all been a dream, that she didn’t really love him. She had fallen asleep on the ride back here, and this was the first time they were actually alone, other then Threepio and R2, of course. Taking them up to her room, he was about to put his own in the guest room, when he saw her, a vision of beauty always.
“You are so beautiful. I’m just going to put my bag in the other room and you’d like to be alone, just tell me. I don’t know where we stand after the other day. My missing arm kind of derailed us.”














