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ㅤㅤㅤㅤMilady, you’ve got company. Darkish, braided hair wiggled upon naturally small shoulders whilst the woman redirected shimmering irises to the newcomer protocol droid pattering its durasteel heels on the marmoreal flooring.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ— Who is it? —

ㅤㅤㅤㅤInquired casually as graceful tiny digits released its grip on the silver datapad and then assisted the fancy-gowned lady’s rising from the velvety armchair. Milady, he did not identify himself. Halted her short pace in the general direction of the vitreous coffee table and a wary, abruptly solemn glare from the lady communicated the droid's senses of her discernible uneasiness.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ— Very well. —

ㅤㅤㅤㅤInhaled and exhaled sharply as a dense, silent sigh escaped her crimson mouth; mere seconds later, the pursing of fleshy lips denounced Padmé's inevitable wariness, and even irritation. The brief, regular and unmistakable thudding of light slippers against the flooring's material reverberated through the vast and tranquil bedchamber as the lady of the state walked hurriedly. Of course, did not leave her private quarters before slipping a blaster under her voluminous attire.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤHowever, upon her arrival at the fancy reception hall, quite a suprise awaited for her. And fortunately, at least for once, it was not an unpleasant one. Earth-coloured irises observed eagerly the all too familar auburn-haired man standing stoic at the entrance of Varykino's principal veranda. Pursed lips relaxed almost immediately upon sighting the former Jedi Knight and parted in positive awe. Gradatively, a blissful smile curled astonished, twitching lips... Padmé allowed herself to rush her delicate feet towards the taller human.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ— I can't believe my eyes! Obi-Wan Kenobi! —

ㅤㅤㅤㅤThe soft exclamation sounded as delighted and welcoming as she desired it to be. Enlaced betwixt warm fingers the male's bulky biceps in an affectionate manner of holding him fore her. Could not contain the irradiating felicity of seeing her dear old friend anew.