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Ahsoka brushed Lovisa's hair, as she watched her in the mirror, with a careful eye.
"Lovey, I have noticed you haven't been able to ditch the smile on your face, that is unlike you."
"Oh, you are cruel, Snips, I am always so joyous, in the mornings."
"Who are you, and what have you done with my best friend?" Ahsoka grabbed her shoulders, as her face morphed into worry.
"Stop your teasing, I am home, with my family, after so long apart, is that not something to be happy about?"
"For you, no, but could this possibly have something to do with a certain Jedi's bedroom, being down the hall?"
Lovisa froze, her smile dropping from her face.
"Of course not."
"What shall happen, between you, once he is to return to the temple, and you are given duties, as heir?"
"I am not sure, I'm afraid, I'm still working that out, in my head." She sighed.
"Well, whatever it is, know that you need not to keep it from me, I am by your side, Lovey, I will keep this secret with me, until the day I take my last breath." She linked her pinkie finger, with the Princesses'
"Do you truly mean that?" Lovisa turned in her seat, to face her friend.
"Of course I do, I would never wish to betray you."
"Soka." Lovisa gushed, pulling the handmaiden into a tight hug.
"Now let us go." Ahsoka pulled away, placing an tiara, to match the beautiful dress, Lovisa was wearing, atop her head. "It is time for you to break your fast."
"And I hope that you will be dining with us, this morning." Lovisa put her arm through Ahsoka's, linking at the elbow, as they paced to leave her chambers.
"Now why would I do a foolish thing, like that?" Ahsoka laughed, softly.
"Because I am asking you to, and it will be my way to break the news to my parents, that I will be in need of a new handmaiden, for you will be going to the temple."
" Wait, Visa, what?" Ahsoka stopped her, as they entered the hall.
"I spoke with Master Kenobi, and he had said that he would speak to the council, about allowing you to train, I am hoping there will be news, soon."
"Your Grace, Snips." Colo called, as he was being dragged down the hall, by three excited puppies, on their leashes.
"Colo." Lovisa, and Ahsoka both bowed their heads, as they relieved the Royal Guard. "What are you doing with Artoo."
"Well, I have been trying to locate Skywalker, but have not had much luck." He grumbled.
"Then I shall have to take him off your hands, and have him returned to his rightful owner." Lovisa smiled, taking Artoo's leash, as well as Threepio's.
"Where did you even find the little mutts?" Colo asked, as he decided to "escort" The two ladies towards the breakfast room.
"In a box." They both answered.
"Ah yes, that makes all the sense." Colo replied, his tone full of sarcasm.
Artoo began barking, loudly, down the hall, and that was when Anakin And Obi-Wan came round the corner.
"Hey, buddy!" The Padawan grinned, as Lovisa let go of the leash, so that the puppy may run to his owner, without dragging her across the sleek floor.
"Your highness." Obi-Wan bowed to Lovisa, side-eying Anakin for the way he had rudely disregarded the Princess.
"Oh- right- Your highness." Anakin stood up, also bowing to her, a crooked grin on his face, as he looked at her knowingly, her own cheeks beginning to blush, at his attention.
"There is no need for that, every time." She sighed. "May I ask what the both of you were up to, on this morning?"
"Meditating, your Grace, and a little debriefing." Kenobi replied. "Something you will have to join in on soon, Lady Tano." He looked at the handmaiden.
"Have the council replied with word?" Lovisa answered for her friend.
"Yes, they have decided that on a special occasion, and favour to her Royal Highness, the Princess of Naboo, that we shall allow Ahsoka to join the Order, and with Anakin being knighted, in the very near future, he will be the one to train her."
"What?" They both demanded, turning on the man.
"I don't want a Padawan!" Anakin argued.
"I don't want him as a Master!" Ahsoka refused.
"This isn't fair! They can not make me!" They had both said, in sync.
"Oh, but when I didn't want to be queen, I was dramatic." Lovisa said, pointedly. "Colo, shall we give them some privacy, will you escort me to the breakfast room?" She held her hand out for The guard.
"Of course, M'lady." He took her hand with gentleness, and they moved around the three, Obi-Wan attempting to calm down the two fiery teenagers, who were arguing to each other, about one another. "You seem to be in an chipper mood, Princess, an reason for this, may I ask?"
"I am glad to be home, Colo, I find that in my time away, surprisingly, I have grown to miss you not pestering me constantly.”
"Well, then, I am pleased to report that the feeling has been mutual, though, I have missed you, incredibly, Princess, life around the palace has been intensely dull, in your absence." He looked at her, with his usual mischievous smile.
"Vis!"
Lovisa and Colo turned, only half of their bodies, to watch the Jedi, sprint around the corner, to join them.
"Have you seemed to have forgotten your manners, when addressing your grace?" Colo asked him, his jaw clenched, as Anakin attempted to catch his breath.
"Colo, you needn't worry yourself, Anakin and I are friends, and you know I hate it when my friends address me as such." She placed an hand on his arm, letting him know it was okay, whilst applying her own hints.
"My apologies, your highness." Anakin corrected himself, "but I was hoping that I could walk you towards the breakfast table, to make sure that you have arrived unharmed."
"The princess is in more than well capable hands, Skywalker." Colo turned to him, instead of Lovisa.
"Yes, mine, unless you have somehow heard otherwise, she is still technically in my care, and until the threat over her head has completely been dismissed, it will remain that way."
"If you're also in charge of tracking that threat down, then that could be for a very long time, and I doubt anyone will feel relief with that decision. As I hear, it was an old frail man, that had bested you, as well as taken your arm. You are spoken so highly as the "Chosen one" But I am failed to be impressed."
"Colo!" Lovisa hissed.
"Shouldn't you be somewhere, holding doors open." Anakin took a step towards him.
"I am no door holder, I am a royal guard, and you are merely a Padawan."
"And that is all you'll ever be." Anakin was now looking down on him, using the extra inches of height, to valuable use."
"Stop it, the both of you, what is the matter here?" Lovisa demanded, wedging them away from one another.
"Nothing, Princess." Colo shook his head, taking another step back. "I should.. I have duties I need to attend to, my apologies, your Grace." He bowed to her, before marching away.
"Ani, What on earth was that?" She turned on the Jedi, who was staring daggers into the back of the guard.
"Nothing." He blinked, looking away.
"Ani, why do the two of you not seem to get on? You both have the same interest of wanting to keep me safe, I do not get what this rivalry, is."
"We should get to the breakfast room, before people start to wonder where you are." Anakin turned on his heel, walking forward, in the original direction Lovisa was headed.
"Is this real?" His voice was quiet, he was scared that if he spoke any louder, this moment would shatter, right in front of him. That he would wake up in his bed, in the Jedi temple, that the past two weeks, with the Princess, had all been a dream.
"Don't keep me waiting, Ani." She giggled.
The boy had almost tripped over his feet, as he forced his legs to move towards her.
"Are you sure of this, my love?" He asked her, his eyes full of sincerity.
"I've never been more sure of anything else." She promised him. "I want you to love me, as though it is our last night, together."
That had been enough for him, as he crashed his lips into hers, his hands instantly gripping her waist, as she met his kiss, running her palms up his own naked torso, linking her arms around his neck.
"I know a few things, but not from experience, Princess." He uttered, as he tried to catch his breath.
"We can learn together." She pulled his bottom lip in between her teeth, softly biting on it, before letting it go, with a pop.
"Do you trust me?" He whined, his eyes closing shut.
"Yes, Ani, with my life." Her words felt like velvet, against his ears.
He let out a chuckle, as he smiled to himself, one of those wide ones, that showed off his canines.
"It's just that, when, doing things like this, It can be painful the first time, but I don't want you to get scared, or- or panic, but, it helps if... uh... you're all warmed up."
"Warmed up?" Her brows met, as she looked at him, quizzically.
He bent down, picking her up bridal style, before standing tall, once again, heading over towards the bed.
"I-I think it would be easier if I showed you." He admitted, placing her down, on the duvet, softly, as though she were a precious jewel, which in his eyes, she was.
She leaned back on her elbows, her hair was tousled, in wild curls down her back, as she looked up at the Jedi.
"Are you going to keep me waiting for long?" She teased, when he had been staring at her, for an longer than necessary amount of time.
"You are the most perfect thing the universe has ever crafted." He uttered, as his knee dug into the mattress, between her own legs, his fists causing dents, beside her head.
"I'm all yours, Anakin, and you're wasting time." She said, in a hushed voice, against his ear, causing goosebumps, and a groan, from the boy.
"Say it." He begged. "Say it, again, my name, please."
"Anakin." She obeyed. "Show me how bad you want me, Anakin."
He pressed his lips against hers, breathing harshly, out of his nose, as he forced his affection into the kiss.
Lovisa lifted her hand, tangling her fingers in the back of his hair, tugging at his roots.
Eventually, Anakin pulled away from the kiss, pressing his forehead against hers, as he struggled to catch his breath.
She could tell he was deep in thought, as per usual, too many were floating around in his head.
"Hey, what's going on in there?" She whispered, gently tapping her index finger against his temple.
He slightly shook his head, against hers, his eyes were still tightly closed.
"Ani, talk." She urged.
"This moment, it is too special." He mumbled. "I do not wish to ruin it. To ruin this."
"You won't." She told him.
"But-"
"Look at me." She grabbed the side of his face, now, making him face her, and reluctantly, he opened his eyes. "You have been non-stop harassing me, for weeks, and I've tried my best, to push you away-"
"You clearly didn't try very hard." He grumbled.
"I wasn't finished." She stared at him.
"I'm sorry, M'lady." He rolled his eyes.
"I'm finally giving in, to you, to what I've wanted since the moment I fell into my balcony, and now you're hesitating?"
"You hated me, when you first saw me."
"Did not, I just didn't know what was going on, and I was very hungover, I also barely recognised you."
"You threw yourself off a boat, just to prove a point."
"How do you know- Ahsoka, that little rat." Lovisa hissed through her teeth, as she leaned up.
He chuckled at her, as she rolled her eyes, dropping back down flat, onto her back.
She looked up at him, examining him.
Her hand travelled back up to his face, running her fingertip across his lips, his nose, even his cheeks and eyebrows, and the whole time, he kept his eyes on hers.
"I would have left the Kingdom." She sighed, quietly.
"Hm?" He murmured.
"If I was still just the spare, and not the heir, I would have left the kingdom, and my duties, to live a life in secret, with you, I wouldn't mind, either, not really, you would make everything worth it." She said. Wistfully, twirling a piece of his hair, around her finger.
He looked at her, his lips in a pout, as though she held the world in her hands, and then he thought, that she did hold the world, his world, of course.
She could almost hear his inner monologue, as though she were reading his mind.
Lovisa tugged his head down, to meet her lips, kissing him deeply, and then bit his own, hard.
"I'm not going to tell you again, Skywalker, I need you, show me what it's like make me understand why you are the chosen one."
A hot flush crept up the boys neck, as he gulped at her words.
"Yes, your highness." He nodded, breathless, as he begun to leave a trail of kisses down the princesses jaw, leading down to her throat.
His new mechanical kept him up, as his flesh hand wandered from her thigh, to her hip, and eventually held her waist, squeezing it, as he continued to pepper kisses along her throat, and collarbone.
Then, his fingers had tickled up her side, touching as much of her skin, as he could.
The palm of his hand rubbed against her hard nipple, as he roamed her chest, causing a harsh gasp to come from her lips.
"I'm sorry." He pushed up from her, quickly, to see her face, worry covered his face. "I- I didn't mean to."
"No, no, Ani...." She shook her head, pulling him back down, as she tried to reassure him. "It was okay, I liked it... it felt... good?"
"It did?" He furrowed his brows, as he laid back down, between her legs.
"Yes... I assure you, that you have not done anything wrong, there is no need to stop, unless I am to tell you, do you understand? I am willing to learn."
He could do nothing, but nod. "Yes, Your highness." He uttered.
"Then, shall we proceed?" She raised a brow.
"Please." He nodded, with what sounded almost like a whimper, as he bent his head into the crook of her neck.
She laid her head back down, into the pillows, as he began attacking her throat, with sweet kisses, that made her feel as though she were melting, like butter.
His hand had come back to hold her side, as it wandered around her torso, trailing her soft skin, causing goosebumps to erupt.
"Ani.." She grabbed his cheek, forcing his head up, so that she could taste his lips, once more, and he happily returned her eagerness.
His hand had found itself having an mind of it's own, as it had wandered down to an area that had never been touched before, first he had swiped the inside of her thigh, earning a spark ignite, in her, as she had bitten down, quite roughly, on his bottom lip.
"Sorry." She squeaked, her eyes opening wide, at what she had done.
"No harm, M'lady." He smiled, though he had not removed his hand, from in-between her legs. "Do you wish us to stop?"
"Have I said that?"
"No, you have not, Princess."
"Then you need not."
"Splendid." His smile had transformed into a smirk, as he kept his eyes on her.
Her chin raised, and her breathes became laboured, as his hand got closer to her heat.
Just by cupping it, had caused her to arch her back, as she forced her lips to remain sealed.
"Are you alright?" He asked her, as he sat up, his other hand resting on her thigh, gently massaging it, to settle her nerves.
"Yes." She said, with as much confidence as she could muster.
"Relax, your highness-"
"Ani, please." She cut him off. "I don't want to be your princess, I want... I want to be yours, just yours."
"My apologies, Vis. It is just us, here, I should do well to remember that."
"Please... please carry on." She hated how desperate she sounded, but she was afraid that she might combust into flames, if he did not soothe what was happening inside of her.
"Trust me, okay?" He looked at her, with all the earnest, he could muster.
"With everything, I have." She uttered, breathlessly.
His thumb had pressed down on her, causing such an odd sensation to shoot through her.
Her thighs clenched under the pressure, and she was hoping that he would do it again.
But instead, he twirled his thumb.
She tried, and failed, at concealing the moan, caused by his actions.
"Does that feel pleasant?" He asked.
"Yes, yes, please, Ani." She nodded furiously, though she had no idea what she was asking for.
Keeping up with the motions of his thumb, his index finger began to poke and tickle her core, until he braved on, inserting a finger into her.
Lovisa's mouth had formed an O, as she choked on her own sounds.
Her hands coming to clench at his pillows, and her legs folding at the knee.
Continuing to work the Princess, with his fingers, he bent down, so he could continue leaving a trail of kisses along her torso, giving her breast his devoted attention, as he had before.
"Ani, please, do not stop, please, please!" She was desperate as a tight feeling presented itself, in the bottom of her abdomen.
He shuffled down the bed, so that now he was in direct sight of her heat, he stared at it, with an hunger in his eyes, as his now two fingers, scissored inside of her.
Lovisa forced a pillow over her mouth, to muffle the scream that she had let out, when he had added his tongue to the mix.
She had been arching her back, as well as trying to force her thighs to crush his head, with how good he was making her feel.
Anakin removed his fingers, as he lapped up at her sweet wetness, using his arms to hold her thighs down, to not intrude his meal.
Her hand had wound itself in his hair, tugging on the roots, as her mouth cried praises, until she felt as though she were seeing stars, the rope had snapped, and now she was floating.
Her chest rose, and she finally opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling, when he was finally satisfied, after cleaning up her release, with his mouth.
"You did brilliantly, Vis!" He grinned, brightly, as he moved to lay by her side.
She didn't reply, instead she grabbed his jaw, kissing him, hard.
"I want to feel that, again." She demanded. "But I want you to, as well."
"Vis." He drew out her name, unsure of her declamation.
"Ani, I told you that I wanted to give you all of myself, and I meant it."
"But, it is treason, you would be damned, and if anyone were to discover us, I- I would not live to see the mourn." His brows furrowed.
"No one is here, Ani, no one will find out." She rolled her eyes. "Would you rather I give myself to you, now, or my future husband, whilst you patrol our wedding night?" She looked at him, through her lashes. "You have already stole my innocence, tonight, there is no need to leave an job unfinished."
His face displayed anger, at her taunt, but he hadn't moved, from the close embrace.
"You are sure of this?"
"I have never been more sure of anything, in my entire life, Ani, I need you, more than I've needed to breathe air."
"It's going to hurt, for the first part, I need you to know that."
"And I have faced much worse, I assure you." She teased.
"Very well." He smiled, as he moved to fully undress himself, before joining her side, once more.
Lovisa's jaw had slightly dropped at the sight of him, as her eyes had widened.
"That looks nothing like a bar of soap." She muttered, causing a chuckle from the boy. "Are you sure that it will fit?"
"It will, I promise you, but that is why it was important that I . prepared you, first." He cleared his throat. "Are you sure this is what you desire, we can stop, Vis."
"No." She trailed her eyes back up to his own, holding his face., as she batted her lashes, gathering her previous courage. "You are what I desire."
She felt giddiness rush to her, as she watched him physically melt, right in front of her.
"Though you may dislike your title, my love, I would serve you for eternity, even without your crown, for you are all that my thoughts contain, everything I have done, since the age of nine, has been in your favour." He said it with such determination, as though he needed her to feel the words that he was saying.
"My Jedi, you hold me to a much too high standard." She replied, bashfully.
"You are blind to your own power, that you hold over me, I am mesmerised by you, on the daily, for your wit, your beauty, and your personality, there is not a person on this earth, that could possibly compare to you."
"Ani." She shook her head, as she rolled on top of him, kissing him once more, with that same hunger, as before.
One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, to him, as their bare skin burned against each other, whilst his free hand tangled itself in her curls.
Both her hands dug into the pillow, beside his head, their eyes remained closed, when she leant her forehead on his own, their breathes becoming one, as their mouths remained parted.
"Do it, now." She told him, in an almost inaudible voice.
"Are you sure?"
"Do what I have asked, I do not make it a habit to talk when I do not mean what I am saying." Impatience was laced in her tone. "Though, make sure that there is nothing that will leave us in a situation in the later months of the year."
"I will do my best." He assured her.
Lovisa's knees were bent, at Anakin's waist, trapping him underneath the Princess, as she hovered above.
He pecked the side of her nose, as he silently agreed.
Anakin swiped at her heat, teasingly, a secret remark at her tone towards him, as he collected her juices on the tips of his fingers, so that he may wet his wick, as he had overheard men back in Tatooine, once say.
Carefully, but blindly, the Jedi lined himself up, before slowly entering the Princess, breaking her innocence, as well as his own, damning themselves, to their own laws, but at a moment like this, neither of them seemed to care in the slightest.
Gasps left both of their lips, for two different reasons, as their foreheads continued to support each other.
"Are you alright?" Anakin struggled to ask, as he was flooded with such a beautiful sensation.
"What makes this enjoyable." Lovisa forced out, as her face turned into a pinched up wince.
"Movement, Vis, here." As carefully as he could, he turned her over, so that she was now underneath him, all whilst remaining inside her. "I'll go slow. Gentle."
Lovisa wrapped her arms around his neck, as she put her trust into him, during the uncomfortable feeling.
Painfully slowly, he began to move his hips against her, as he trailed kisses along her jaw, and down her throat, providing a sweet distraction.
"You feel incredible." He murmured into her skin, "I would feel glad to spend the rest of my life, right here."
"It is starting to ease, you may move, more." She reported, ignoring his flattery.
Like the good boy he is, he did exactly as he was told, as he began to pick up his pace, pulling out further, and going in deeper, with each thrust.
That pleasure she had felt earlier, was returning, as she let out a loud moan, from his actions.
"Ani." She groaned, as he played with her bud of nerves, once again,
"I fear, I may not last much longer, Vis." Anakin whimpered into her shoulder, quickly trying to get her to where he was.
"Oh, Ani!" She was only getting louder, forgetting where she was, as the bubble of pleasure enveloped her, for the second time, tonight, the familiar tightening of rope, in the bottom of her stomach. "Ani, please, do not stop!" Lovisa cried.
He continued, using all his strength to hold his release, as he chased hers, until she clenched around him, her body convulsing, as she quieted her moans with his lips, and only then, did he pull himself out of her, at the very last second, as he emptied onto her stomach.
A few seconds passed, Anakin was staring at what he had down, fearing for his own life, at her reaction.
Lovisa slowly opened her eyes, looking down at his release, before up at the boy.
"No wonder there are so many children in this world, if that is how they are created." She spoke.
Anakin seemed to have woken up from his shock, moving to the bathroom, with speed, to grab a washcloth.
He wiped at her skin, with care, ridding her of the evidence, of their scandalous actions, before tossing the tainted cloth in the laundry.
The Jedi then collapsed onto the bed, beside the Princess, their chest's both heaved in sync and their skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, their eyes were locked onto one another, Lovisa parted her lips, to speak.
"You're my only true love...Ani." She whispered. "...I-I think God made you, for me, and I, for you. I know people think of me as callous and selfish, and I know that at some point, you did, too. But I would do anything for you, I'd give my kingdom, if that's what it takes. I am selfish, and I'm not ashamed to admit that. I know it's improper for a Princess to say this, but I would let the world burn, for you. And I won't give you up, or away, I will figure out what I will have to do, to keep you."
"I am yours, Lovisa, my loyalties, and my heart, belong to you."
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next chap is smut, and ive been having a HORRIBLE week, so its been kinda hard to write, hopefully out soon, tho !! thank u for the patience and support xx
After their talk, Obi-Wan had excused himself, to go into the town, to retrieve Anakin's new prosthetic arm, and when he had come back, the two had gone for their own private conversation, apparently they had pressing matters to discuss, involving the Order, and the looming War.
"It's nice, Ani." Lovisa told the boy, when she had snuck into his room, later that night.
He didn't seem too happy about his new arm, as she was hoping.
"But will it be beneficial for me?" He muttered, almost to himself, as though she were not even there, as he tinkered with it, using some tool he had found, around the Palace.
"If it is not good enough, I will take it back to the Blacksmith, I asked for the best, I will get you the best, Anakin, I promise it, or he will never make another of anything, again."
"It will do, there is nothing else he could possibly do to improve it, my love." Anakin faced her, though none of his usual charming happiness was present. "Though, Obi-Wan has informed me, that I am to be knighted, once we return to Coruscant. The Council has decided that I have proven myself, on the mission, and that I am no longer to be a Padawan."
"That is wonderful news, Ani!" Lovisa cheered, clapping her hands together, in delight.
"Don't, call me Anakin." He told her "Ani makes me sound like a child."
"But, I always call you Ani." She frowned. "Since we were young."
"Exactly, and how am I ever supposed to be taken seriously, as a real Jedi Knight, if even the Princess of Naboo, refers to me as Ani" He explained.
"Oh." Lovisa fell back onto the pillows, folding her arms across her chest, as she looked down at the duvet. "I didn't think you cared all that much, I guess not." She rolled her eyes.
"Vis, do not be like that." Anakin groaned, reaching for her, but she shrugged him off.
"You shouldn't call me that, Skywalker, I am the Princess, and future Queen of Naboo, it does not look good, for my reputation." She rolled her eyes, again.
"But you hate it, when I call you Lovisa, or anything but Vis." Anakin raised a brow, as if he had won their mini feud.
"Well, I don't like it when you call me that, but maybe I will, when my future husband does." She batted her eyes.
"What is that supposed to mean?" His face darkened.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you?" She sat up, so now she was on her knees, facing him. "I found out whatever my mother had been collecting RSVP's for. She has been planning an roulette, behind my back, and yet, I'm the one it's for, it seems as though she really is serious about this."
"How did you find this out?"
"I had Colo sneak into her office, during dinner." She shrugged her shoulder.
"Lovisa, I- I can't handle this, the thought of you getting betrothed to someone else, it's breaking my heart." His brows furrowed deeply, as he grasped her hands.
"I fear I have no other choice, my sister is getting married, and I am the last heir, never mind I am of age, and yet, appear to be single. Apparently the council are becoming apprehensive about it, too, especially considering we are now at war, apparently it makes me vulnerable."
"But, Padme is four and twenty years, and she has only just become engaged."
"Yes, but Senator Clovis and her, have been courting since they were five and ten years. Whereas me, I have been scaring off my suitors, as soon as I was eligible. The time is ticking, they are afraid that if I don't find a suitable match, soon, then I will have reached my prime, when it finally comes to producing an heir."
"But, I love you, and you love me."
"Ani." She tutted, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear, with pity. "Things like that don't matter here. It's very rare that people actually like their spouses, in my world. But, that doesn't mean we have to end this, I will perform my duties, with reluctance, but I still want you, my darling." She smiled. "We can still be happy, together, in secret."
"I will not be your whore, Lovisa." He frowned, at her.
"Don't see it, as such, see it as a way for us to be one, whilst living our destinies, it's the only viable plan we have."
"You expect me to just sit aside, love you from behind curtains, whilst you have a husband, and his spawn, and you think I would be okay with that?" His voice rose, as he got more angry at her.
"Shh, you want us to get caught?" She hissed at him.
"You are not being fair!" He pointed at her.
"I'm not being fair?!" She stood up from the bed, aggressively. "You have no idea what it is like, to be in my position."
"Of course I don't, because if I wasn't a Jedi, who was bound from Love, I'd be a slave, and still, I wouldn't be able to be with you!"
She stared at him, as though he had just thrown a bucket of freezing cold water, over her.
"Then, I guess we are just doomed, no matter what. So what is the point, at all." She looked at the ground. "The universe never destined for us to be together, so why are we forcing it, so much."
"What are you saying?" His voice was rough, as he tried to keep his voice under control.
"That we won't need to worry about keeping it a secret, because this should have never begun. I was foolish to think it ever could survive." She laughed, harshly, at herself, as she went for the door.
"Don't." He argued, grabbing her arm.
"Let me go, Anakin." She looked at him, in his eyes.
"I can't." He shook his head.
"You need to, we're just setting ourselves up for disaster."
"I don't want to lose you, Lovisa, you're all I have." His voice cracked. "Please, I'm sorry, I will do anything you ask, but please, do not leave me." He dropped to his knees. "From the moment I met you, all those years ago, not a day has gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again... that I have had you close to me, for this long... I'm in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you- I can't breath. I'm haunted by your presence. My heart is beating... hoping that our time, will not become faded memories. You are in my very soul, tormenting me What can I do? I will do anything you ask. If you are suffering as much as I am, please, Lovisa, do not end this."
Her eyes watered, as she nodded her head, her fingers running through his hair, as he looked up at her, with such pain in his own eyes.
"It hurts, Anakin, it hurts so terribly. When ever I am near you, in public, knowing that everyone around us, is blind to the love that we share for one another, that they will never understand or relate to this all consuming feeling. And yet, we are to be punished for it, by being forced from it, and yet ending up in places where we are to be so close, it is torture!"
His eyes lit up, knowing that he was not alone, in this pining.
He got to his feet.
"Ani, we do not know how much time we have here, left." Lovisa spoke, in almost an whisper. "I want to give you all of me, I want to make you a promise, that I will always be yours, that you will have something of me, that no one else will ever be able to. So, that when we are forced apart, you will always be able to think of our time, together, when you are away on your missions, or in battle."
"Lovisa." He choked on her name. "Are you saying..."
She nodded, sheepishly. "All of me, tonight."
The Princess stepped away from the Jedi, remaining eye contact with him, as she tugged down the straps of her nightgown, allowing the fabric to pool to the floor, around her feet, leaving her bare, in the moonlight.
Anakin's jaw had slacked, as his eyes fluttered, basking in her beauty, his eyes scanned her, memorising every inch of her.
"Come, Jedi, let's make it a night to remember, for eternity." She wagged her finger, at him, beckoning the boy, closer.
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Lovisa, dressed in a new and clean pale pink dress, with a skirt that was puffy, but still kept her frame visible, it had no sleeves, and so she had paired it with a pair of matching gloves. She wore her hair in a half up, half down, braided bun, style, with two small braids flowing down it, leaving the rest of her curls to air dry, a tiara sat on top of her hair, for the first time in a week.
"I'll make sure to speak to Obi-Wan, soon enough, Snips" Lovisa told Ahsoka, as she stared into her mirror, running her hands down her dress.
"Lovey, there is no need to, I will stay here, as your handmaiden, and then we do not have to be separated from one another."
"Nonsense, you are to be a Jedi, you have the gift, there is no use of it here, or at least, untrained." She took her friends hands in hers. "Ahsoka, you have so much potential, and I believe in you, I will miss you terribly, but knowing what I know about you, and holding you back from it, I would hate myself, and I care more about you and what you can offer the universe, than what you can offer my image."
"Lovey." Ahsoka groaned, wrapping her arms around the Princess's neck, hugging her tightly, and Lovisa followed suit, hugging the girl back, tightly.
Eventually, Lovisa and Ahsoka had made it down to the lunch room, with Threepio walking alongside them both, where everyone had been waiting for her, including Obi-Wan, and Anakin.
"Lovisa, are you done throwing your tantrum?" Her mother asked, linking her fingers together, and resting her chin on them. “There are also to be no dogs, in the dining room.”
"Jobal, my love." Ruwee sighed.
Lovisa didn't reply, as she headed towards her seat, choosing the one next to Anakin.
He got up quickly, to pull it out for her, just as Colo had stepped forward.
But Anakin had been quicker, with a little help from the force, due to only having one arm, but he made sure to look smugly, at the Palace guard, as he pushed her chair back in.
"Thank you, Ani." Lovisa smiled kindly, at the boy, as he sat back down, Threepio had decided to lay down, underneath his owners chair, taking a nap, during their meal.
"Well, it is divine, to have our family united, again, and with two special guests, who helped save my daughter." Ruwee raised his glass, at the two Jedi, and Lovisa's brows had deepened.
"Thank you, your highness, but I fear I could not take any credit, on that, as it was the Princess, who fought bravely, in the arena, and took a stand, during the battle, for she had bested us all, with her skill, and even helped Miss Tano, from danger."
"Ahsoka, is this true?" Jobal faced the handmaiden, that was stationed to the wall, with the two others, waiting to be needed.
"It is, your majesty, if it weren't for Lovisa, I fear I would have been turned into beast chow." Ahsoka bowed her head, taking a step back, after addressing the queen.
"That is wonderful news, Lovey!" Ruwee applauded.
"That was very brave of you, my darling, and I am proud of you, I hope you know that." Jobal told her, earnestly.
Lovisa ignored both her parents, choosing to look away, her arms folded over her chest.
"Master Kenobi, I was hoping to speak to you about a matter of importance, when you have a moment." Lovisa turned to the man.
"Uhm... of course, your highness, perhaps after lunch?" He offered.
"Yes, that will work."
"What's this about, Lovey?" Ruwee asked.
"Hm? Oh, nothing, don't you worry about it, maybe I'll let it slip in the future, but for now, I'd rather keep it from you." She took a sip from her glass.
"Lovisa, you are acting ridiculously childish, there was no ill intention, when we kept Padme and Senator Clovis's blossoming relationship, from you. You're dramatic, you get it from your father, but, being queen won't be awful, I do it, and you don't see me complaining, you will do a wonderful job."
"Except for the small fact, that my parents and sister lied to me! I am not dramatic, and I don't want to be queen!"
"Honey, we're not going anywhere, you won't be queen for a long time, and by then, you may be married, and have your own family, you'll grow mature, and things will change."
"Eurgh, poke my eye out with a fork." Lovisa rolled her eyes, taking another sip from her glass. "Padme, where is your drab of a fiancé?"
"If you must know, he's gone back home, to tell his own family the good news." Padme tried to keep her positive attitude, in front of the guests, instead of snapping at her younger sister, like she wished to.
"What, that they're finally becoming relevant." Lovisa scoffed.
"That's enough." Jobal told her.
"Finally, the food." Ruwee clapped his hands together, as the kitchen staff walked around the table, loading up their plates.
Anakin held his knife in his hand, attempting to cut up his food, with just the one utensil, but had ran into some trouble, though he tried to do it without anyone seeing or noticing.
But of course, Lovisa did.
"Here, let me." She said, in a soft voice, compared to how she had been speaking to her family, since she'd seen them.
"Thank you, Princess." He smiled, as she began to cut up his food.
She smiled back at him, and just the sight of him, seemed to calm down her terrible mood, as she refused to break contact with his eyes, the eyes she could get lost in, for all eternity.
When she had stabbed a piece of steak, he tilted his head, as she fed him, never once looking away from each other.
"The boy can feed himself." Ruwee told his daughter, breaking their silence.
Lovisa dropped her fork, and they both looked away from each other.
The door opened and one of the messengers stormed in.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch, your majesty's." He bowed. "But I was told to bring this to you, as soon as it came."
"Oh, good, bring them here." Jobal, gestured for him to come over, with a hand full of envelopes.
"Whats that, Mother?" Padme asked.
"Just some RSVP's that have been returned, seems it'll be quite the turnout." Jobal said, giddily.
"You're throwing a ball, Jo..." Ruwee asked. "This isn't exactly a time to be throwing a ball, we're in the beginning of a war."
"It's not for a ball, that'll be in a few months, when we announce Lovey as the next heir-"
"Hold on, what?" Lovisa looked back up.
"I'll talk about it, later, when a certain someone, isn't around" She nodded at the obvious.
"I'll figure it out, soon enough." Lovisa raised a brow, poking her food.
After the terrible lunch had finally come to an end, Lovisa had asked Obi-Wan to accompany her on a walk, around the palace gardens.
"What was it that you wanted to discuss, Princess?" Obi-Wan asked, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Well, Master Kenobi, during my "travels" I made a discovery, and I would like to remind you, that one day, I will be your queen, so please keep that in mind, for what I'm about to ask you."
"Will do" He chuckled.
"Uhm... So, I know, typically the Jedi do not recruit anyone over the age of four, in most cases, obviously, Anakin Skywalker was a very different situation. But I have reason to believe that my handmaiden, Ahsoka Tano is strong with the force, and Ani-Anakin supported my claims."
"Hmm, that is curious." He stroked his beard.
"Yes. And I strongly encourage that you take her on, to join the Jedi, or at the very least, train her in the ways, she has all the potential, and I would hate to see it go to waste."
"You care a lot about, Lady Tano, Don't you?"
"I do, Master Kenobi, she's the longest friend I’ve had, and I feel the guilt of her being my handmaiden, a lot, so please."
"I will do what I can, to persuade the council, I promise, your highness" Obi-Wan nodded to her. "Even though you disagree, so openly, I know in time, you will make a wonderful Queen, and leader, I sense it, in the force."
"Just like Anakin is supposed to bring balance to the force." Lovisa joked, side eying him.
"That's what the prophecy says." He sighed, sounding as though he didn't believe it, all too much.
Cpatain Rex, as well as three of his troops, had been the ones, to escort, Lovisa, Anakin and Ahsoka back to the palace, he also returned each of their items, to the teenagers.
"Had one of my troopers locate it all, after Lady Tano expressed how important it was, that they were all returned" Rex gulped, side eyeing the small girl, who smiled gratefully, at him, as she held her twin swords, in her hands.
"Thank God, if I told Obi-Wan that I'd lost another one, he'd kill me" Anakin let go a breath of relief, as he held his own sword, in its sheath.
When they had got out of the carriage, after the long journey, from Coruscant, back to the palace, one person in particular had hurtled themselves forward, in excitement.
"My girls!" Colo grinned, as he brought Lovisa and Ahsoka into a tight hug, lifting them both up, effortlessly.
"Colo!" They cheered.
“Who are these fellows?” He asked, looking down at the puppies as he took turns petting their heads, who were sat by each girls feet, wearing their leashes.
“Seven, and Threepio.” Ahsoka grinned “They’re ours!”
"Princess, my, my, this is a look" He teased, taking a step back, and holding Lovisa's hand, as he examined her outfit, after realising what she was wearing, after taking his focus off of the pups. "But as always, you make it work" He then kissed the back of her hand.
“Stop it, you scoundrel.” Lovisa rolled her eyes, with a smile.
Anakin was working overtime, to keep himself rooted in place, but he would be a liar, if he said he didn't want to smack the shit out of the man. Though, he might break a tooth, by how hard he was clenching his jaw, and he didn’t imagine he looked the least intimidating, with his own adorable puppy, in his hands.
"Your parents are in the throne room, waiting for you, so is Mala, and Master Kenobi" Colo shared, glancing at Anakin. "Skywalker, heard you got yourself into some trouble with the Count."
"I'm surprised doormen like you, hear about those sort of things."
"Doorman? I'm no doorman" Colo took a step toward him.
"Colo, why don't you walk with me, inside, considering I no longer have a royal guard." Lovisa grabbed hold of his arm, pulling him towards the Palace, and away from the Jedi.
She looked over her shoulder, shooting an unimpressed glare at Anakin, who looked just as shocked and annoyed that she "picked the other guy"
Lovisa stood in front of the closed door, that led to the throne room.
Ahsoka and Anakin had joined her, eventually, as all three of them had been requested.
"We're dead." Anakin breathed.
"We're going to get fired, and then thrown into a cell." Ahsoka sighed.
"I have a plan." Lovisa told them.
"Care to share, Princess?" Colo asked, leaning on the wall, in front of them.
"They don't know, that I know." Lovisa replied.
"That's the big plan?" Ahsoka gasped, as her and Anakin nearly snapped their necks, to look at her.
"Hopefully, they don't know that I know. Colo, the door."
"I thought you weren't a doorman." Anakin scoffed.
Colo grumbled some unkind words, under his breath as he opened the door.
"Lovisa Satine Amidala, Princess of Naboo." Colo announced, as Lovisa walked into the room, And so did Ahsoka and Anakin.
"Mother, Father, lovely of you to sit upon your thrones, instead of greeting me." Lovisa looked at her parents, as she continued to walk closer, and they had both shot to their feet, at the sight of her.
Obi-Wan, as well as the queen's handmaiden, were stood on either side, with much distance, as they stared at their own charges.
Obi-Wans arms were crossed, as he tapped his feet, causing Anakin to scratch the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.
"Lovey!" Queen Jobals voice rang with anger, "What on earth are you wearing?"
"Oh, well, y'know, this was one of my favourite pieces, but I had no idea that being kidnapped, chased and thrown into a pit of death, and going on to fight in a battle, would be so messy, if I had a headsup-"
"Enough!" King Ruwee cut her off.
"But-"
"No!" He held up his hand. "Ahsoka, why did my daughter end up in Geonosis?"
Ahsoka gulped, as she ran her sweaty palms down her skirt, looking around the room, nervously.
"We were captured, Your highness." She curtsied, bowing her head.
"And how were you captured, and yet Padme was not?" Jobal asked, suspiciously. “When you both were supposed to stay in the castle, together?”
As though she were summoned, Padme bounded into the room, her eyes set on her sister.
"Lovey, you're home, and alive!" Padme gushed.
"Well, Mother, if you must know, I ran away." Lovisa answered, ignoring her sister. "It was foolish, I admit, but after what I had discovered, I felt betrayed, and angry, so I left, wanting to be away from my title, and my responsibilities, but, if it were not for Padawan Skywalker, and Ahsoka, coming after me, I would have died out there, before I was even captured, and taken to Count Dooku. But finding out that I would be the sole heir of the throne, I wasn't thinking, I was clouded with my emotions, knowing that my own sister and parents had lied and kept this secret from me."
"You know?" Ruwee's eyes had gone wide, as he stared at his wife.
"Padme, did you tell her?!" Jobal asked.
"Yes, mother, but I had no idea that Rush was going to propose, and she kept asking questions. I had no choice but to." Padme bowed her head in shame.
"Darling, you must know, we had a plan, we were going to make it special, when we broke the news to you, but your sister-"
"Lovey, we are sorry we kept this from you." Ruwee walked down the steps, from the platform, which their thrones were on, pulling his youngest daughter into a hug.
Lovisa hugged her father, as she looked over his shoulder, at Anakin, sending him a wink, she had managed to get them out of the clear.
"You're codling her, Rue." Jobal hissed.
Ruwee pulled away, moving to stand behind his daughter, his hands on her shoulders.
"I'm not coddling her, Jo." He sighed, "We did something, and it upset her feelings."
"She became the thing she was born for, and she acted out, and you are apologising for it!" Jobal gestured to the girl.
"Well, if Padme hadn't told Lovey-"
"Father! You're blaming me? It's not my fault Rush decided to propose to me!" Padme accused.
"Your daughter started a war, Rue, she needs to take responsibility for her actions."
"So what do you suggest? Hm.. we just send her off to the front lines? Let her fight it on her own? She's my little girl, Jo."
"She's Nineteen! I was pregnant with Padme, at her age! Both our daughters are unwed, we have no other heirs after them, because of you, Rue. Padme, you will become a Senator, and will marry Rush, Lovisa, you will become the sole heir, and you will find a husband! And, you will be joining your father, again, on his duties, considering you think you can get into adults business, you will act like it, you will help your father, throughout this war, fix the mess that you have made, and you both will give me grandchildren. Now get cleaned up, we are having Lunch!" Jobal ordered, before storming out of the room, before quickly popping her head in. "Oh, Master Kenobi, and Padawan Skywalker, you are welcome to join us, and please, feel in no hurry to return back to Coruscant, you are welcome to stay for as long as you need." She smiled at the two men, dipping out of the door, once more.
"Dad! I am not-" Lovisa whipped round, but her father held up a hand to her.
"Darling, she can still hear you, what's done is done, I'm sorry." Ruwee bowed his head in failure.
"I hope you're happy Pad, your punishment, was getting what you want, and ruining my life, congratulations on that uhappy ever after, and stealing mine." Lovisa sniffed, following after her mother, out of the room, and towards her own, to get washed and dressed, for the lunch her mother would force her to, by the ear, if she refused to attend.
Anakin fluttered his eyes open, as he came to, it took a minute for everything to sink in, and the memories to flood back, and that's when he looked down, to the realisation that he really had lost his hand, as he saw the white bandages that wrapped around the stump of his right arm.
His chest ached, and his lip quivered, as he thought about the loss, he was the chosen one, how could he be a chosen one, with only one hand.
"Hey, Skyguy, welcome back." A familiar voice spoke, from his right.
He turned to see Ahsoka, sat in a chair, beside his bed, her feet kicked up on the mattress, as she leaned back in her chair.
"How long was I out?" He asked.
"Two days?" She answered.
He looked around the room, then his eyes fell on the other girl, beside him, how had he not felt her hand in his, until now.
Lovisa's sleeping head, rested on her fist, and he could tell that she hadn't fallen asleep, on purpose.
"She hasn't left your side, not once." Ahsoka shared, "She didn't want you to wake up, and wonder where she went."
Subconsciously, he had started to rub his thumb, along the back of her hand.
"Any updates, since I was out?"
"Well, the king has ordered for us to report to him, as soon as you're able to relocate, he demands to know how on earth his daughter ended up in Geonosis, in the middle of Battle, when she was supposed to be in the Lake District."
"Fuck." He sighed, woefully. "I'm dead."
"Lovey expects us to be silent, when she deals with it, says she has a way of getting us all out of trouble. She's also sent Obi-Wan, back to the village, on a mission to see the best blacksmith there is, with orders to build you a new arm, out of the finest materials."
He let out a huff of air, his jaw clenched.
Lovisa shuffled in her chair, and they watched, as she too, woke up from her uncomfortable slumber.
Ahsoka couldn't bite back the smile, as she watched Lovisa slowly realise that Anakin was awake.
She looked down to where she could feel movement on her hand, and it took her a moment to realise that Anakin's thumb was moving, and then her eyes travelled up, to see his pretty blue eyes, on her.
"Ani!" She rose from her seat, cupping his face, as she breathed relief, that he had finally woken up.
Lovisa couldn't stop herself, as she kissed his forehead, and then his cheeks, repeatedly, and then she slapped his left shoulder.
"Don't ever scare me like that, again!" She ordered.
"'m sorry, your highness." He weakly chuckled.
"I'll go get Sola." Ahsoka excused herself, getting up from her chair, and closing the door behind her, to search for the medic.
As soon as the girl was out of sight, Lovisa crashed her lips, into Anakin's.
He exhaled into the kiss, as he responded, just as passionately, his only hand tangling itself into her wild curls.
"You owe Ahsoka, an act of gratitude, by the way" Lovisa told him, in a low voice, leaning her forehead, against his, her eyes still closed, a hand on his chest.
"And why is that?"
"She stopped you from announcing your love for me, in front of Obi-Wan." She smiled.
His own smile instantly dropped.
"That would have been bad." He swallowed.
"Yes, it would've." She nodded, as she kissed him, again. "How are you feeling?" Lovisa asked him, brushing his hair away from his face, with her fingers.
"I lost my arm, and Count Dooku got away." His voice cracked.
"Its okay, I'm working on getting you a new one, a better one, and you'll get him again."
"But, what if he goes after you, again?"
"I'll be fine."
"Vis-"
"Yes! It's so good to see that he's awake, I was beginning to think he was never going to wake up!" They heard Ahsoka speaking in a loud voice, down the hall, and that was Lovisa's cue, to sit back in her chair, so to not get caught, in an compromising position, by Sola, the medic.
The door opened, and three balls of fur bounded into the room.
"As well as finding Sola, to dismiss you, I thought it was about time for a reunion." Ahsoka told them, as she picked up Seven.
Artoo leaped onto the bed, sprinting towards Anakin, who laughed joyfully, as his puppy licked at his face, excitedly.
"Hey, hi, buddy, I missed you too." He grinned.
"Mr Skywalker, how are we feeling?" Sola asked, a smile on her face.
"As good as I can, after losing an arm." He shrugged, petting behind Artoo's ears.
"I'm going to check it over, make sure you're recovering well, and then I'll redress it, and you should be good to travel to the Palace." Sola explained to him. "And, Princess, I want to check you over, too."
"Oh, no, I'm fine. Just focus on Anakin." Lovisa shook her head, picking up Threepio, as he had been requesting, by scratching at her bare legs.
"Nonsense, it won't take long. I'd hate to have to send you back to the King, with an infection."
"Then hopefully it takes me out, before I return." She replied.
"She's kidding." Ahsoka told the medic, who had paused the unwrapping of Anakin's bandaging, to nervously look at the Princess.
"No, I'm not."
"She is, she's such a jester." Ahsoka fake laughed.
"What happened? Why would you get an infection, did you get hurt?" Anakin examined her, closely, and that's when he realised her outfit, or at least the scraps of it.
"I won't, it's nothing, don't worry, how is his arm doing?"
"Well, it's not hot, that's a good sign, but it'll take a while to heal, completely, so I heavily advise that you take it carefully, Mr Skywalker, no Jedi activities, just yet. I'll give you a balm, to rub on it, every night, just before going to bed." Sola advised, as she redressed it.
Anakin bit the inside of his cheek, as he nodded along with her words.
"Perfect, I'll see about us getting back to the palace." Lovisa informed them, walking out the door.
That's when Anakin had realised the deep cuts along the bottom of her back, that were looking to just starting to scab over.
"What happened?" Anakin asked, his brows furrowing, when the door had closed.
"One of those big cats got her, during the "big show" when you were busy with the horned beast" Ahsoka explained.
"She refused to even let me treat it." Sola told the pair. "She spent hours in that hallway, walking back and forth, not being able to settle, all she could do was ask Captain Rex if he had any news, about the two of you, she didn't want to miss your arrivals, I had to beg her just to let me treat it. I never thought Princess Lovisa could ever care that much, y'know, I always thought it was her sister, Padme, that was so compassionate, and caring, but clearly, she is very loyal."
Sola then left, letting her words float in the air.
"Anakin, I don't want to think about Lovey all alone, if I come back with you to the Jedi Temple, we promised we would stick with her, and not let the throne get in the way, but it's the force that'd be tearing us apart, instead."
"Then we'll just need to make up excuses, to keep coming round." Anakin sighed. "I can barely breathe when she's not around, I can't go back to her being hours away, I wouldn't survive."
"I knew her longer, she's my best friend, It's not just about you, Skyguy." Ahsoka rolled her eyes at him. "She was right, you are full on."
Lovisa paced the corridors of the "Base" as she desperately waited for signs of anyone.
"Please, Princess, let me aid you." A Medic with blonde hair, that was wrapped up into a tight and neat bun, asked, for what seemed like the sixth time, since she had been here. "I'll patch you up, and it won't take much of your time."
"No, I'm fine." She refused, staring at the doors, once more, willing them to open.
"Princess, I'm afraid you'll catch an sickness, if you do not let me clean and dress it. It's my job, and I can not let the royal highness die, on my watch."
"Later." She rolled her eyes. "It's not bad, I promise."
"M'lady, your back is soaked in blood, and the makeshift wrap, you have made out of your skirt, has been seeped through.”
She looked behind her, at where she had ripped her skirt, allowing it to fall to her mid thigh, using the excess material to tie around her waist, had in fact absorbed the blood from her wound.
"Rex!" She called to the man, who walked through the corridor. "Any news?"
"No, your highness, but I assure you, as soon as Young Tano and Skywalker show up, you'll be the first to know."
"Very well." She sighed, dropping her head.
"Princess, please allow me to fix you up, and you can come back to tearing a hole through the floor.”
"Fine." She groaned. "Be quick."
"I will." She led the girl through the other double doors, and into a room.
Lovisa untied the fabric, dropping it to the floor, as she laid on her stomach, on the medical bed, that was in the room.
"I must say, Princess, with a wound like this, you've been holding a brave face." The medic said, sounding almost proud.
"It's nothing." She shrugged, her arms crossed under her, as she rested her chin, on them. "I watched people die, today, because I was stupid enough to get caught."
"There was nothing you could have done, to prevent it, Princess." The woman told her, as she cleaned her back.
"No, there was." She sighed. "What is this place?"
"The GAR barracks, in Coruscant, your highness. We were located here, for the upcoming war."
"War? What war?" Lovisa furrowed her brows.
"THE war, M'lady. It's been looming over our heads, for a while, but I guess it's been officially kicked off at the battle that just took place, in Geonosis, The King had been trying to prevent it, but I guess the Separatists weren't having it, considering they finally got their hands on one of you."
"Wait, what?"
"Are you not aware of what's been happening?"
"No, uhm, I- I haven't really been around, in a fortnight."
"Oh. Well, maybe this is something you could ask the King, once you're back at the Palace, I'm sorry for oversharing, your highness."
"No, no, thank you..."
"Sola, your highness."
"Well, thank you, Sola, I'm not sure if you've noticed, yet, but I am not my sister, so no one ever thinks I'm worthy of knowing anything."
"I apologise If I've overstepped."
"You haven't, I assure you, it seems as though I've just threw the first stone in a war I didn't even know existed." Lovisa promised, as she sat up, once Sola had finished bandaging her up.
"Help! Help! We need a medic!" A voice shouted, it was Ahsoka's.
"Snips!" Lovisa gasped, almost throwing herself off the bed, as she went to run out the room, Sola hot on her trail.
They rushed through the double doors, to spot Obi-Wan and Ahsoka holding up a barely conscience Anakin, who seemed to be bleeding, from his arm.
"Oh gods!" Lovisa screamed, as she ran to his side, taking Ahsoka's place. "Ani, oh, Ani, what happened."
"It seems as though two people have now bested me, in a duel." Anakin's cheek fell onto her own hair, as he mumbled to her.
"What's the damage?" Sola asked Obi-Wan, as she wheeled over a gurney, and they helped lay the boy down.
"His right arm has... been cut clean off, just above the elbow." Obi-Wan struggled to say. "We tried to stop the bleeding as best we could."
"Good." Sola told him. "I will need to cauterise it, though I'm going to need you to stay awake, can you do that for me..."
"Anakin, his name's Anakin Skywalker." Obi-Wan rambled.
"Anakin, I really need you to try and keep your eyes open."
"Vis." He paid no attention to the medic, as he raised his only hand, twirling a curl of the Princess's hair, in between his thumb and index finger.
"Ani, I'm right here, okay, I'm not going anywhere, but you gotta keep talking, alright, tell me, what happened?"
Sola nodded at the girl, as she took off the makeshift bandages on his "stump" That was still spurting blood, as they rushed back into the room Lovisa and Sola were just in.
"We- we were duelling Count Dooku, I wanted to make him pay, for what he put you through, but- he- my hands gone, he took my hand, my duelling hands gone!" He whined.
"My poor Ani." She soothed, as she took his left hand, in hers, running her other through his hair, as she tried to calm him down.
"I'm sorry, Mr Skywalker, but I'm afraid this is going to be very painful." Sola told him, as the metal tool was heating up.
"What- what are you doing! No, stop!" He fought, trying to get up, but Obi-Wan helped push him down, as Lovisa attempted to calm him.
"No, stop, she's helping, she's going to make it better, okay, just breathe, copy me, look, breathe." Lovisa took in deep breathes, in through her nose, holding it for three seconds, before exhaling through her mouth, urging him to copy, as panic shone through his eyes. "Good, good, just keep watching me, keep your eyes on me."
"You're so... beautiful." He whispered, clearly distracted as he continued to stare at her.
"Thank you." She chuckled, awkwardly, not knowing how to react, in the presence of his master and the medic.
"I'm so inlo-"
"Here, bite down on this." Ahsoka told him, shoving a leather belt, into his mouth, that Sola had grabbed out of a draw, only a few moments ago.
Lovisa glanced at Ahsoka, a look of gratitude on her face, as she swiped at Anakin's cheeks.
"Okay... I'm going to count to three, Okay, Anakin?" Sola asked him, and he nodded, looking between her and the others around him, squeezing Lovisa's hand, tightly, as he clamped down on the belt. "One... Two..."
Anakin screamed in pain, thrashing on the gurney, trying his hardest to get away from the woman who was pressing a white hot blade against the remaining part of his arm.
Obi-Wan looked away, as he kept a strong grip, on the boy, not being able to stand the sight of him in such pain, and neither could the two girls, at his side.
"Anakin, you still with us?" Sola asked, once she took it off, and his body had gone limp.
"Ani, it's over, okay, the hard parts over, you did so well." Lovisa encouraged, as she wiped away his tears. "You did so, so well, I'm so proud of you."
He shook his head, his eyes closed, tightly.
"It's okay to rest, now." Sola told him, and if waiting for her permission was the thing keeping him awake, he fell unconscious.
"Is he going to be okay?" Ahsoka asked.
"I should hope so, I can't say how long he'll be out, for, but his body is going to need lots of rest, after what he has gone through. I'll be in to check up on him regularly, but his pulse is coming to a steady pace, that's a good sign, the boy's a fighter."
"That he is." Obi-Wan agreed.
"I'll be back soon, I get the sense that he'll be watched carefully under you all?" Sola asked.
"Yes." They all answered.
"Very well." She nodded, before leaving the room, to check on the other injured, that had been brought in, after the Jedi.
"I see that you both have changed your opinions, on one another." Obi-Wan broke the silence, that had fell around the room.
Lovisa lifted her gaze, from the sleeping Anakin, meeting the man's eyes.
"I guess you could say that." She muttered. "We came to an mutual understanding, I suppose."
The three were blindfolded, as they were escorted to a new place.
"Ani, Snips." Lovisa spoke, hurriedly. "Thank you, for being the first friend's I've ever had, and caring about me more than who I am to the Kingdom, but for me, you have no Idea what it means to me, and I... I love you, both, I'm so sorry you're in this, because of me-"
"It's not because of you" Ahsoka cut her off, with a snappy tone. "Don't do that to yourself."
"We're not going to die, M'lady, we'll figure it out, I know it, don't embarrass yourself by admitting your inner thoughts, too soon." Anakin told her, a slight teasing in his tone
"It does not matter to me even if you both are paid to be in my presence, you have treated me with so much kindness and humility, than anyone ever has."
"Lovisa, stop it, I can not have my last moments with you being... sentimental, don't ruin my image of you."
"We're not going to die" Anakin repeated.
"Shut it!" A guard told them, as he took off their blindfolds, and they were dragged along, by their chains, into what looked like an large arena, stands full of people shouted and jeered, chucking things down, as they walked below them.
Four pillars stood, in the middle, and that's when they spotted someone chained to the first one.
"Obi-Wan?" Anakin asked.
"Anakin? What on earth are you doing here? And the Princess, Anakin!"
"I was protecting her, Master!" He defended, as they were also chained to the pillars.
Lovisa quickly ran her fingers through her hair, grabbing a clip, from her thick curls, just as the guard walked over to chain her, between her two friends.
"Good job." The man nodded, with sarcasm.
"Death to the royals!" The crowd had started to chant, upon noticing Princess Lovisa, in attendance.
"Ignore them, Lovey." Ahsoka told the girl, who looked around, a worried look on her face.
"Who- Is that the handmaiden?" Obi-Wan stretched to peer at the last pillar. "Anakin, you had strict instructions!"
"This isn't the time, right now!" The boy cut off the man.
"Ladies and Gentleman!" They looked up, where a group of people were stood, Count Dooku, General Grievous, the man who had captured them, a boy by his side, and Jabba the Hut, a large round man, who referred to himself as king, among the people of his small occupation, though, he was no such thing. "We have a somewhat special guest for you, tonight, though, not as special as her sister. The spare, Princess Lovisa Amidala, of Naboo!" Jabba the hut, introduced, as a bright light shone down on her, almost blinding the girl.
"Cunt!" Voices roared.
"Traitor"
"Kill her!"
"Bitch!"
"Down with the Royals!"
The people were angry, as their voices carried, some were hoarse, as they strained their vocal boxes.
They continued to throw things, at her, as she attempted to shield her face, with her arms.
"...Let the show begin!" Jabba bellowed, after allowing the crowd to finish their threats, a wide smirk plastered to his gruesome face.
A large bell was rang, announcing the beginning of their end.
"I've got a bad feeling about this." Anakin commented.
Without waiting to see what was at stake for her, Lovisa got to work on needling the clip into the lock of the chains, breaking it from the inside, a skill she had mentally thanked Padme, for teaching her, many times.
"Oh my god!" She heard Ahsoka gasp, beside her.
Lovisa spared a look, over her shoulder, as she wiggled her hands free.
An gate was being raised, as a mass variety of all sorts of animals walked out, letting out a range of different sounds, causing goosebumps to raise along her skin.
She got to work of undoing Ahsoka's chains, as she could hear Anakin and Obi-Wan conversing their own escape.
"Up, go up!" Lovisa rushed, as she marched back to her own podium, using the chains to hoist herself up, so that she could stand on top of it, and far out of the way of the beasts, that looked hungry.
Ahsoka copied the girl, as she also got to the top of her own.
"Just relax, concentrate." Obi-Wan told his Padawan.
"But, what about the girls?" He asked, looking at his master.
"They seem to be on top of things." Obi-Wan shrugged, looking at the two, as they stood, assessing the arena.
"What?" Anakin looked over, to be amazed at the sight, how had they done that?
An large animal, with horns along its nose, charged at Obi-Wan, and he used this to his advantage, dodging out of the way, allowing it to pierce his chains, setting him free from his pillar.
Another went for Anakin, and using the force, as well as his own chains, he hoisted himself up, jumping into the air, and flipping onto it's back, breaking the connection of the metal, to the pillar.
An white catlike animal had claimed Lovisa, as it attempted to climb the pillar to get to her, but she used her chain, as a whip, to beat it down, seeming to anger it more.
That's when it jumped once more, just managing to claw her back, leaving deep scratches, as she wailed in pain.
Ahsoka watched, as Anakin was dragged off of his ride, being pulled along in the sand and dust, as the animals began fighting each other.
She waved her own chains down, grabbing the attention of two of the animals, as they both hurtled towards it, and just in time, she yanked them up, letting them collide into each other, dragging the animal that was attacking Lovisa, into their fight, taking the focus off of her.
Anakin, somehow, had managed to tame his, being able to hop back onto it, using his chain as a lasso, before turning It into a harness, for his beast, as Obi-Wan, continued to taunt his own, even managing to get it to knock down his pillar, as he claimed an long electric shocker, from one of the guards, who had been leering the animals over towards their captees.
Lovisa stood tall, as Anakin rode his beast towards her pillar, halting to just below it.
"Jump!" He shouted.
She braced herself, before doing just that, landing behind him, her arms instantly wrapping around his waist, as she kissed his cheek.
"What about me?!" Ahsoka called.
"Hurry up, Snips!" Anakin called to her, moving closer.
Ahsoka took a deep breath in, before throwing herself down, and landing behind Lovisa.
Obi-Wan had managed to get on top of his own beast, as he rode it over towards them.
"What now?" Lovisa asked.
A group of large looking scorpions, rolled from the gates, circling the two beasts.
"You just had to ask." Ahsoka breathed out.
They watched, as Jedi swarmed the arena, unsheathing their swords, and that's when they spotted Master Windu, speaking with Count Dooku.
Guards ran into the new battlefield just as the Jedi had, battling each other, as Anakin and Obi-Wan avoided the crossfire, on their beasts.
"Here, found these, thought you may need them." A Jedi shouted, as they tossed swords at the two, who were quick to grab them, cutting all the existing chains, and joining the battle.
"Gimme that!" Ahsoka demanded, shoving a guard, and taking their sword, she was glad that Colo had took pleasure in teaching the handmaiden tricks and defensive moves, as they waited for their dear princess to finish her lessons for the day, something that she had been unaware of.
Lovisa crawled along the floor, keeping low, as she avoided the many people, rubble, animals, and gunfire.
She found a lone gun, jumping up and shooting at anything that didn't resemble a Jedi.
As they continued to fight, Lovisa and Anakin had found themselves pushed together, assessing the battlefield.
"You don't seem so helpless." He commented.
"I always said I could protect myself." She raised a brow at him, shooting down a guard.
The corner of his mouth raised, as he watched her, before forcing himself back into defence mode.
"Wait- Is that?" Lovisa gasped, and they looked over, to see all three puppies were among the fighting, the three of them were chewing at the trouser leg of one of the guards, knocking him down, as they continued to attack him.
"Artoo!" Anakin called, excitedly.
The Jedi, as well as the Princess and the Handmaiden, were forced into a circle, as the guards kept coming, surrounding them.
But then, they had come to a stand still, dropping their weapons, as they stared at the Jedi, waiting on orders.
The Jedi had also lowered their swords, as they looked around.
"Master Windu." Count Dooku called down. "You have fought gallantly... worthy of recognition in the archives of the Jedi Order. Now. It is finished. Surrender and your lives will be spared."
"We will not be hostages to be bartered, Dooku!" Master Windu refused.
"Then, I'm sorry, Old friend." Count Dooku nodded, and the guards had raised their weapons, once more.
Anakin twirled the sword in his hand, as he prepared to resume the fighting.
"Look!" Lovisa shouted, noticing what others hadn't.
Hundreds of soldiers, being led by Master Yoda, marched into the arena, as they shot down the guards, surrounding the Jedi, spurring them on, to join the fight.
One, on top of a horse, rode over to Anakin and Lovisa, blocking them both from the battle.
"I have strict orders to get the princess out and far away from here." He said, to Anakin.
"Go." Anakin told her, as he grabbed her waist, to lift her up on top of the horse.
"No! I will stay and help!" She demanded.
"You will not, you will get on this horse, and let..."
"Rex, sir." The man introduced himself.
"And let Rex take you to safety, understood?"
"Anakin!"
"Don't argue with me." He told her, as he put her on top of the horse. "Rex, do not let any harm come to the princess."
"I won't sir, I'll bet my life on it."
"Good, get her out of here!" He smacked the back of the horse, making it cry out, before galloping away.
"Where are you taking me?!" Lovisa yelled.
"Base, your highness, they'll meet us back there."
Lovisa looked behind her, watching Anakin fight against the guards, it was almost like a dance, how graceful and persistent he was, her heart swelled at the sight, as he got smaller, and smaller.
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The three walked around the place, in silence, hiding in the shadows, as they kept an ear out, for any noise, as they tried to make it out of the place, which they soon came to realise, was a factory.
Anakin led the way, Lovisa clung to the back of his shirt, per his instruction, and Ahsoka held the girls hand.
As they were about to pass a corner, Anakin came to an abrupt halt, causing Lovisa to slam into his back, and Ahsoka into her.
"Ow, Snips, you've trodden on my foot." Lovisa hissed.
"Oh, sorry." Ahsoka apologised, bashfully.
"Shh." Anakin raised his hand at them, as he angled his head, to hear what was going on, in front of them. "Back, go back, this way, they're coming." He shoved the girls, back the way they came, to look for an alternative route.
"They're coming that way, too." Ahsoka panicked.
"Okay." He looked around, as he tried to think. "Okay, this way."
"The Princess is missing!" They heard a shout echo around the walls.
"I want everyone on the look out, you see her companions, you kill them, no harm is to come to her, yet!" A loud crackly voice boomed, before clearing his throat.
"Anakin!" Ahsoka groaned.
"I'm trying!" He growled, as he began trying every door they came across, but none of them were opening.
Eventually one had gave, and recklessly, the trio threw themselves in, shutting the door behind them, as marching footsteps were getting closer.
"For fuck sake!" Lovisa cursed. "WHY IS THERE EVEN A DOOR HERE?"
It had appeared that Anakin had led them into the manufacturing part of the factory, that was active.
"They went in there!" A soldier shouted.
"We can't go back!" Anakin fumed.
"We're going to die." Ahsoka cried.
Lovisa thought about her options, she could either walk back out the door, allow her friends to be killed, and her life bargained with, or she could jump on that conveyor belt and take her chances with the machinery.
She took in a deep breath, before sprinting, flinging her self into the air, capturing the giant hook above her, and using the last bit of momentum to swing herself towards the moving conveyer, rolling on her shoulder before, landing and standing tall, to catch her breath, as she turned around to see what the other two were going to do.
Once again, she had found that she left them speechless.
"Come on, we don't have time for this!" She called over to them.
"Me first, lover boy." Ahsoka pushed Anakin back, as she copied what the princess had done, to be amazed when she survived, instead of plummeting to her death.
Lovisa decided to focus ahead, trusting that Anakin and Ahsoka would be able to handle themselves.
She gathered the fabric of her long skirt, tugging it together before tying it into a knot, just below her hip, to prevent herself from tripping over it, as the conveyor carried her forwards.
"Look out!" Ahsoka shouted.
She looked ahead, as an hot iron press was about to slam down.
She hopped back, before waiting for the opportunity to roll under it.
The door had opened, and so had another, on the other side, guards flung in.
"Cease them!" One shouted, as they ran towards the three.
"Which ones the princess?!" Another called.
"The one about to fall in the vat of molten lava!"
Lovisa ran the opposite way of the conveyer belt, back towards Anakin and Ahsoka, who was getting closer to her, as she tried to escape the next obstacle.
"What are we gonna do?!" Lovisa shouted.
"What can we do?" Ahsoka shrugged, flinging her hands up, panic written all over her face . "We're out of options.”
All of a sudden, the conveyer belt was shut off, and they were brought to a stand still.
They looked over to the door they came in from.
Two stern looking men were stood there.
One had a passive expression on his old face, his hands clasped between his back, as the bigger one, who they could tell had lots of prosthetic parts, had his arms folded across his chest, looking angry.
"We would like to surrender." Anakin told them, his hands out, as if he was making an declamation.
On either side of the boy, Ahsoka and Lovisa side eyed him.
The trio were soon placed in a room, tied to chairs, their backs to each other, forming a circle.
"Great idea, Anakin." Lovisa grumbled bitterly.
"Yeah, one of your best." Ahsoka rolled her eyes.
"What else was I supposed to do? They were going to get us anyway, and I would have preferred to survive it."
The door slammed open, hitting the wall, aggressively, as the large man from earlier, walked in.
"Spare." He greeted the princess.
"It's pronounced Lo- Vee - Sa." Lovisa sighed, at him.
"Unimportant." He waved off. "Much like you."
"So why am I here?"
"Where's your sister?" He asked, crouching down, as he got close to her own face, glaring at her.
"I don't know." She shrugged. "Why don't you go look for her, and let me and my friends go."
"Don't lie to me!" He spat.
"I'm not lying!" She lied.
"Yeah, think about it! Your lap dog snatched us up, on the road back from Tatooine, we haven't been at the Palace for days." Ahsoka spoke up.
Lovisa raised a brow at him.
"Quiet servant girl!" The man barked at her.
“Het, don’t talk to her, like that!” Lovisa berated.
"General Grievous, I hope you're not tormenting our guests, too much." The old man, spoke, walking into the room.
"Count Dooku, I was merely looking for answers, but the Princess is still proving to be insufferable."
"Still?" Lovisa screwed her face up, at the man. "Sorry, do I know you?"
"You don't know me?!" General Grievous seethed, as he advanced towards her, but Count Dooku stopped him, with just a hand on his shoulder.
"Should I?" Lovisa asked, leaning back in her chair, her thick curls touching Anakin's and Ahsoka's.
"I served for your father for most of his reign, until you had him fire me! Called me scary looking, put me out of a job." He pointed in her face, with an accusing finger, as his scarred face turned red.
"I don't even remember you."
"I guess you wouldn't, you were only young, perhaps four."
"Wait, hold on." Anakin interrupted. "So you kidnapped us, threw us in a cell, chased after us, all because Lovisa called you scary looking, when she was a mere toddler, and you can understand that she has no idea what you're on about, but yet, you're screaming in her face, and threatening her?"
"Quiet, boy." Grievous stepped towards him.
"General, why don't you go make sure the thing, is nearly ready, and that everything is prepared." Count Dooku told the half man.
He growled, bitterly, to himself, before forcing himself to stand up straight, marching out of the room.
"Princess Lovisa." Count Dooku turned his attention to her, speaking in a gentle and calm voice. "Your friends are going to die, regardless, but we don't have to let you die, as well, I'm willing to return you to your parents, for a trade, if you just tell the truth. You're not the one we want."
Lovisa rolled her eyes, as she looked at the ceiling of the room.
"I don't know where Padme is." She repeated.
"Does it pain you?" He asked. "To constantly live in her shadow, knowing that the only reason you exist, is to be there, to fall into her shoes, you will never get the throne, the respect of your kingdom, your happy ending, nothing."
"I have no desire to rule, I don't care for the crown, so no, I do not envy my sister, I love my sister, very much, and when it is her turn to rule, I will support her, she will make one of the greatest queens we have ever had." Lovisa told him. "You might as well kill me now, I will never betray her, or my family, or even our people."
"I really didn't want to do this, Lovisa, but you have left me no choice, I tried." He said it, as though he actually valued her life.
She spat at him.
He inhaled slowly, as he wiped the spit off of his face.
"Very well." Count Dooku said, in a quiet voice. "Guards, take them to the arena, the show is about to begin."
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