Forbidden Love Chapter 14

Senator Padme' Amidala; wife of Anakin Skywalker

Entering the elongated corridor of the Senate Building, Padme' couldn't help but feel strangely nauseated by the lavish blood red carpeting and tapestries that engulfed every spec of it's elaborated floors and walls. This new sensation of queasiness was bizarre, for the halls of the Senate Building had always brought a wave of comfort and security to the brave and well poised Senator. It was as if Padme' was looking upon this monumental building for the very first time as it filled her soul with sorrow and dread. Placing her hands on her hips and caressing the hilt of the lightsaber still intact to her holster, a refreshing sensation of strength and confidence washed over her shuddering soul; rejuvenating her natural essence of strong will.

Standing alongside the smooth silver finish of the steel door leading to Palpatine's private office was his loyal Representative, Mas Amedda. His body was completely motionless as he stood attentive outside the Chancellor's quarters. The horn-like tentacles on top of the Chagian's head seemed to twitch, like feelers in search of prey.Padme' knew him well enough to not ask questions and he would in turn do the same. As Mas Amedda acknowledged her presence along with Captain Typho and Dorme', he stepped aside and gestured a nod in welcome.

" You are expected, Senator Amidala. You may see the Chancellor now. " Announced the Chagian as he lead Padme' into the large, ornate oval office. Padme' gracefully swayed inside the Chancellor's antiqued private quarters without faltering or baring her true feelings of uneasiness. The Chancellor greeted the Senator and her small convoy of entrusted colleagues by meeting them in the center of his vast office. His smile was cunning and yet bared a slight sincerity of delight over Padme's well being.

" Senator Amidala, welcome. What a relief to see you well and unharmed. " Palpatine spoke with such suavity that even the most distinguished dignitary would feel subdued by his elegance. As regal as Padme' was she would not follow suit, she would remain diligent and dilute his dashing words of comfort.

" I thank you for your concern Chancellor Palpatine, though I am more concerned as to why you have called me back to the Capital? " Padme' spoke with a formality resembling that of the Queen she once was, lashing out her question in a demeaning tone allowing those within ears reach to comprehend that she would not be belittled.

" Of course Milady. I will get to that....in a moment. May I just say that you look wonderful! Absolutely stunning....a vision my dear Lady. Tell me, are you wearing......Jedi Robes? " Palpatine's flattery was sincere as always when paying his compliments to Padme' . Even his bewilderment seemed honest as he stared at her with pursed lips.

" Yes. It would appear so. Chancellor Palpatine, please, I implore you...tell me why you have requested my return? " Padme' was becoming agitated with this frivolous and petty discussion. She strolled over to the oval window and peered out aimlessly at the skyline, trying to keep her focus on the impending information the Chancellor was keeping from her.

Walking over to join her, Palpatine paused directly behind her looking over Padme's shoulder to peer out at Coruscant's bustling city. He was uncomfortably close to her and yet Padme's poise remained free from faltering.

" Milady, the Senate has met its match with this outbreak of war amongst the systems that are separating from the Republic. I fear Democracy is at a total loss....UNLESS someone can suggest an alternative to the fighting with success. " His words lashed out like a lightsaber spearing straight through her posterior and exiting her abdomen. Padme' continued to stare out at the skyline, fixating her sights on one building in particular; the Jedi Temple. Keeping her poise and feeling her confidence fuel her soul once more, she made a hasty suggestion.

"What if negotiations could still be implemented? We could send a Representative of the Senate to lead a campaign alongside the Jedi, accompanied by the Troops for protection. " Padme's idea was more of a plan than a well constructed query.

" I suppose it could be explored. Though I doubt I know of any such Representative who would support such a radical motion as this. " Responded Palpatine.

" Chancellor, I wasn't implying that you ask for support from the Senate. I was thinking along the lines of a Volunteer. " Stated the adamant Padme'.

" My dear Lady, come to your senses....which Senator would even ponder such an expedition? " Palpatine's question was so debonair that his words made Padme's face go pallid with nauseousness upon answering.

" Chancellor Palpatine, I will lead a Diplomatic Campaign to any of the separating systems. There must be a few that show signs of hope that negotiations can be reached through civility rather than war." Padme's response was definitely well worth the contemplation of the Senate and she knew the Chancellor would not abandon her suggestion. After a brief moment of discussion it was decided it would be motioned within the upcoming Senate Briefing and lead by Senator Amidala. She would then in turn volunteer herself for the position of Representative of the Galactic Senate. This meeting that would take place within the Senate Rotunda was immediately postponed until the following morning due to this sudden change of procedures. As both politicians were bidding their formal farewells an uncomfortable occurrence of personal emotions was exposed.

" Again Milady, thank you for seeing me on such short notice. Please give my regards to.....Anakin Skywalker. You DO plan on seeing him before he is deployed tomorrow morning....don't you? " Palpatine's question was odd and perversely bold. These types of accusations were unheard of amongst the politicians for any kind of personal leaks to the media would be exploited.

Padme's face flushed as red as the carpets that covered Palpatine's office. She was paralyzed and dazed over the question at hand as she contemplated her relationship with Anakin and the Chancellor's inquiry pertaining to it. The silence between his query and her response was uncomfortably long and obvious. She mustered what she could and hoped it was coherent enough to sustain him from continual prying on such personal information.

" Chancellor, I beg your pardon. Anakin Skywalker's future mandates and campaigns are of no concern to the Senate. He has been relieved of his duties concerning my securities. If the circumstances arise... I will be sure to inform him of your salutations." Padme' was impressed with herself for stating her response without a single stammer or breath of hesitation. With that she was escorted from the office and made her way to her apartment at 500 Republica. As Palpatine watched the lovely Senator take leave, he silently took pleasure over his private meeting with Padme'. Smiling wryly, he softly cackled to himself with an overwhelming joy of personal victory.

Towering above the Galactic cities of Coruscant was the spectacular skyscraper of the Ambassadorial Sector that housed the most prestigious Senators; 500 Republica. On top of one of the buildings' towers was the Penthouse Suite of Senator Amidala. She resided in one of the largest and most luxurious apartments throughout the entire estate.

Padme' was leaning peacefully against the large marble pillar that formed the entrance way to the veranda leading out from the elaborate lounging area. She had removed herself from the confines of the Jedi Robes and was attired in a more mobile, yet revealing, ensemble. Her lounging robe was made from a very sheer gauze-like material, primarily white in color. It was loosely belted, revealing her flesh completely down to her lower abdomen. Beneath the robe she wore a satin undergarment that barely concealed the most private areas of Padme's lower proportions. Padme' relaxed, allowing the breezes to cool her from the uneasiness of the prior discussions she had with Chancellor Palpatine. Closing her eyes and breathing deeply she wrapped her arms behind her, hugging the enormous pillar that supported her body.The air was refreshingly cool, leaving her skin in goose bumps as she shivered in delight, welcoming the tingling sensations which soared through her entire body.

While Padme' privately enjoyed her seclusion, an undetected presence was lurking and secretly indulging in gratification over the view of her enjoyment. Anakin had snatched a moment away from his Jedi restrictions and ventured off in hopes of catching Padme' alone in her apartment. He had been watching her and waiting for the right moment to reveal himself and approach her. Anakin moved swiftly without a sound as he stood before her. While her eyes were still closed he lowered his head to hers, brushing his lips against the chilled flesh of Padme's neck. As she gasped Anakin pressed the palm of his flesh hand over her mouth to muffle her screams. He did this in order to avoid drawing attention to themselves. Once their eyes met and Anakin was able to attain Padme's full attention he removed his hand from her lips.

" Shh....it's alright. I just had to see you. " whispered Anakin. " Ani'? What are you doing here? It's the middle of the afternoon. You are gonna get us both caught. " responded Padme' as she wrapped her arms around Anakin's neck.

" What? Aren't you happy to see me? " chuckled Anakin. Padme' lifted her eyes to his and couldn't hold back her laugh. Smiling at him, she fell back on to the pillar and met his gaze. The look he gave was all to familiar, for it reminded her of the moment she first met him on Tatooine. When Padme' gazed at the little boy, she met the eyes of a man. His stare back then was just as intense as it was this very moment. Only now his eyes wandered from hers in order to scale her body in its' entirety. Once he completed this task he returned to her gaze and looked upon her with satisfaction. Moving himself forward he leaned his mechanical hand on the pillar just above Padme's head. Taking another step into her private space he wrapped his flesh hand around her waist forcing her into him.

" Are we....alone?" Breathed Anakin, as he pressed his lips to Padme's ear in a seductive, yet delicate, kiss. Padme' shuddered as she nodded her head in assurance of their seclusion. Anakin felt the release of his tension as he pressed his firm exterior against Padme's soft, petite body. Staring at each other, feeling the warmth of their breath on one another's face was intoxicating. Anakin couldn't wait another moment, he had to taste her sweetness and surround himself within her softness. This was their moment and he would not waste a precious minute of it not relishing within it. He delivered a kiss of passion that was received by forbidden loves' desires and drifted into a familiar descent of erotic bliss. As the winds encased them, their private words of love and lust were hushed to soft murmurs. Their hands struggled against the fabric that barricaded the flesh they both so desperately craved to touch. Finally, Anakin was able to embrace Padme's body securely between himself and the firmness of the pillar. Supporting her body against his own, he allowed his love to empower his desires and bring forth his passions to satisfy both of their cravings for intimate indulgence. Together they indulged in loves' desires, igniting a flame that would forever burn and light the path toward eternal love.

Forbidden Love Chapter 13...Coruscant

Realities of the Capital & Secrets of the City



The Coruscant sky was shimmering with a silver lining cascading throughout the city. Towering above the cold firm permacrete of the landing platform of the Jedi Temple were the highly decorated and most elaborated skyscrapers that architecture had to offer throughout the entire galaxy. Only the finest pieces of art, latest models of building structures, and the most advanced technologies were found here, at the Republic's Capital. Every fixture and building that covered this spectacle of a planet seemed to sparkle in the forever gleaming lights of this boisterous city. Even a Jedi could go unnoticed here, for the residents of Coruscant were too manic and self absorbed in their own lifestyles to acknowled such things.

Standing in the middle of the luminously lit platform was a lone Jedi Knight, wrapped entirely in a brown cloak casting his sights on the morning sky. His gaze was more of a trance, so fixated that he could easily be mistaken for a statue or monument. Patiently he waited, showing no signs of anxiety, anticipation, or tension.....for he was calm, at peace with the Force.

Unfortunately, for one to reach complete serenity one must be in the appropriate environment and a landing platform was no such place. Loud and heavy footsteps echoed from behind the Jedi Knight causing his concentration to break as he turned in the direction of the disturbance. Approaching him was a man attired in security garb and accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed in formal regalia. He recognized the couple immediately as Captain Typho of the Naboo Royal Security and Lady Dorme' a trusted handmaiden of Senator Amidala's staff. Their pace was swift as they neared the landing dock, all the while holding their gaze on the Jedi.

"Master Kenobi, any sign of them?" asked the concerned and over protective Captain.

"No, nothing of visual assurance, though I sense they are near." answered Obi-wan in a calm almost monotone voice, never once averting his eyes from the Coruscant sky. The oddly elite group stood together awaiting the arrival of a specific republic cruiser, hoping for it to port on Coruscant without a dangerous intrusion. As the couple accompanied Obi-wan they also gazed into the morning sky, looking for a glimmer or glance of the awaited transport. Soon there was a shift in the winds and a rumble of thunderous clatter surrounding the three companions. Through the heavy traffic that filled the sky a spec of shimmering light shone brightly, paving a path towards the landing dock.

"Ah, you see Captain, nothing to worry about. " Smirked Obi-wan as he pointed out the arriving vessel admitting that his senses had once again prevailed victorious.

" Yes, but forgive me Master Kenobi....the transports' arrival is late. " groaned Captain Typho, for the Senator had a schedule to keep and this delay only added confusion to her other engagements.

" Punctuality has never been my pupil's strong point Captain Typho. Nonetheless, they are here. Better late than never." chuckled Obi-wan as he shrugged off the Captain's smug remark. Though he joked at Anakin's late arrival, he wasn't at all amused by the blunt vocalization of this flaw. Obi-wan hoped that this lateness would not become an ongoing habit with his padawan. As he contemplated Anakin's faults, the transport was touching down on the landing platform. As Captain Typho and Dorme' backed away from the large cruiser, Obi-wan held his stance and awaited patiently. Soon the thunderous hum of the engines was silenced as the ramp was lowered onto the hard permacrete landing. A small group of troopers exited the vessel and stood at attention once they reached the floor of the dock. Obi-wan's gaze was fixated on the opened hatch of the cruiser as a small and slender frame came into view. He couldn't help the slip of his jaw as he gaped at the young beautiful Senator. Dressed in Jedi robes, Obi-wan was startled by her appearance, disguised as a Jedi, used as a decoy and issued no less by his padawan. For once Obi-wan looked upon Senator Amidala and acknowledged her beauty. He had always known her to be beautiful, as Queen she was every bit the elegant beauty displayed in the latest fashions of Naboo. Now standing before him outfitted in the Jedi garb, he truly felt and understood the *awe* that aroused all within Senator Amidala's presence.

Obi-wan's thoughts shifted from the lovely Senator to his apprentice who trailed closely behind. Anakin's closeness was carefully analyzed by Obi-wan. He sensed something odd and it was strongly unsettling. He knew that look, in fact he recognized most of Anakin's facial expressions and knew them well. Though this look of protection went beyond the norm for Anakin. As Obi-wan realized its significance his insides began to gyrate, giving him a queasy sensation. Anakin's look of protection resembled one of ownership, as if the Senator were a prize to be won and all who challenged him would be avenged for doing so. It was forbidden for Anakin to feel such emotions. For the Senator was nothing more than an assignment, a mission ordered by the Council and approved by the Chancellor.

Dismissing his thoughts, Obi-wan motioned to his other companions to come forward and greet their arriving colleagues. As Padme' flowed down the ramp she embraced the woman who had dedicated her life to insure her safety. While the women clung to one another in greeting, Obi-wan approached his young apprentice with a warm welcome in relief of his safe return to coruscant. Firmly he embraced Anakin with a stern pat on his back, releasing him quickly from his grasp in order to look upon him with pride. Both Master and apprentice exchanged looks of appreciation for one another then returned their focus on the Senator and her company.

" Milady, we should disperse quickly. Danger maybe still lurking. I do not wish to take any chances. " Ordered Captain Typho as he placed his hand on Padme's back motioning for her to take leave from the landing dock.

" You're right Captain. Do you have a transport standing by? "Questioned Padme' as she pulled her hood over her head concealing her identity.

" Of course Milady, the Chancellor is waiting for you. He has requested your presence upon your return. " Announced Typho. Padme' couldn't conceal her inquisitiveness as her eyebrow arched in astonishment over this news. For the briefing was scheduled for this afternoon, what could he possibly want to discuss with her beforehand? She was irritated and a bit nervous concerning the short notice of this private engagement.

"Understood, let's not keep Chancellor Palpatine waiting. Ready my transport and take me to the senate building. " Instructed Padme' as she turned and faced the two robed Jedi, patiently standing in a protective stance surrounding her. She cast a glance at both with a nod, allowing her stare to linger in Anakin's direction for just a sheer moment longer. She hoped Obi-wan didn't take notice as her eyes spoke of silent love for Anakin. It pained her to see Anakin look away from her, his frustration was all she could see and it was unbearable. Being a politician had it's advantages, for she was a master at disguising her emotions. She was able to appear dignified with a blank emotionless face in front of her protectors. Obi-wan bowed as a gesture of respect as he bid farewell to Padme', nudging his companion to do the same.

"I'm happy to see you are safe once again, Milady. We will not hold you up any longer, for I understand you have a schedule to keep. " As always Obi-wan spoke with his ever so proper Coruscant accent and his natural talent for formality.

"Thank you, Master Kenobi. " Responded Padme' focusing her attention on Anakin as she spoke.

"Be safe Milady. I hope you remain out of harms way. " Anakin's voice was shaky as he forced himself to say anything that would form a sound. Coherent or not, he had to say something. His eyes expressed a sadness of loneliness and a longing for loves' desires. Still within her presence he already missed her and impatiently awaited their next private moment together.

"Thank you Anakin. I'm sure our paths will cross again. I will never forget your dedication to my safety. If there is anything you ever need do not hesitate to call on me, for it is the least I can do for you....Anakin Skywalker. " As Padme' spoke of non personal matters through her political formalities, her eyes spoke of an eternal love; a love so deep that she would carry it within her heart and it would follow him to the furthest systems of the galaxy. For no matter where he was, he would forever be her beloved husband, the man she desired. Anakin Skywalker was the burning flame within her heart, the eternal embers of an unconditional love that would not only heat the galaxy but eventually heal it as well.

Viago Angel's Forbidden Love Chapter 12

Many Things Will Change When We Reach The Capital
but My LOVE for You will Remain

* Attention Supreme Chancellor Palpatine *
The Naboo Clergy has sent the following certified
Records and Dealings of Civilian Affairs upon
your request.
Case # 220010 NSOGS
* Official Marriage Certification *
Miss Padme’ Naberrie, daughter of Ruwee’
and Jobal Naberrie and resident of Naboo has legally
documented a marriage union with Anakin Skywalker
a resident of Coruscant Family- listed as DECEASED
No further information was given.



Reclining in his throne like chair, Chancellor Palpatine swirled around to face the vast window and peer out amongst the morning skyline of Coruscant. Carefully he placed the document back into the sleeve of the large envelope, creasing the freshly open seal for a secure closure. Pleased with the information placed firmly within his grasp he grinned wryly and continued to stare aimlessly at the bustling traffic of Coruscant’s marvelous city.
A ringing yet irritating chime interrupted his thoughts as he swirled around once more to face his sleek desk and answer the intercom. " Yes Mas Amedda, what is it? "
" My Lord, Commander Skywalker’s transport is due to arrive within 1 hour. " answered the loyal representative Mas Amedda.
" Very good. Make sure that Senator Amidala reports to me shortly after arrival. Notify Captain Typho of this arrangement immediately. " Ordered the Chancellor.
" Of course My Lord. " assured the loyal assistant.

As the transmission ended Palpatine returned to his soothing yet pleasant thoughts. Once more grinning in an appalling yet devious manner, Palpatine swirled his chair around in order to cast his sights upon the panorama view of Coruscant’s skyline.
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Alone in one of the modest sleeping quarters aboard the Republic cruiser, rested the weary Senator Amidala. She was tucked away in a corner, wrapped up in her brown earthy toned jedi garb. As the transport rattled and swayed upon entering Coruscant’s atmosphere she remained undisturbed and continued on with her sleep. Standing before her crouched fetal body was her protector, her love, Anakin Skywalker. He stood there just gazing upon her peacefulness. To disrupt such blissful beauty would be an act of sin, at least from Anakin’s point of view. So he waited patiently just enjoying his private view and awaiting for an approval code allowing clearance to land the cruiser.

As the thrusters once again charged to full throttle, the gyration of the transport jolted Padme’ to a frenzied gasp. Anakin knelt down beside her placing his mechanical hand on her shoulder, calmly he nodded his head in assurance of their safety.
" It’s alright. Just firing up the engines, we’re entering Coruscant’s atmosphere. "
Smiled Anakin with nothing but confidence within his strong voice.

Padme’ gazed at her love and returned a warm smile and released a shuddering exhale of nerves. Nodding her head in comprehension of Anakin’s explanation, she stood up and rearranged her garments for proper jedi appearance. Patting herself and smoothing out the fabric from embedded creases and wrinkles she stood at attention facing Anakin. He couldn’t help but cover his mouth with his durasteel hand to try his best to conceal his laugh at such a display of formality. Padme’ embraced his teasing laugh and responded with her own infectious giggles. It was a well deserved release of tension and nervous anticipation for them both.
Looking out the small porthole of the cruiser the couple cast their sights on the glorious yet audacious capital of the Galactic Senate, the planet Coruscant. It was a swirl of endless light, giving off an ora of hope and everlasting life. Taking in the view, Anakin drew Padme’ against him surrounding himself within the sweet fragrance of her essence. His heart was aching knowing that their time together was coming to an end. With their impending separation only moments away Anakin tried to focus on the here and now. Relishing within Padme’s embrace, her presence, to just be.....together.

" Many things will change once we leave this transport Anakin. " Padme’s voice was barely a whisper when she spoke, holding back the tears that nearly spilled over her large inquisitive brown eyes. " Just remember, no matter what transpires on the landing dock .....I love you. " Padme’ stammered as she spoke and the tears impearled her soft cheeks with impeccable radiance.

" It doesn’t have to be this way Padme’. " Once again Anakin hinted toward leaving the jedi ways behind him. He was sincere in his words but, ultimately left the choice up to Padme’. As thoughts whirled around in her head of living a normal life of honest love, she quickly wiped them away as fast as she conjured them up. Yes they would be happy, but for how long? As years would come to pass would he regret his choice and ultimately her? She couldn’t, she wouldn’t allow him to throw away all those years of training, studying to become a jedi knight. It is what he wanted, what his mother had only dreamed he would become, a jedi. It was a privilege, a gift.
One she would not take away for her own personal gratifications. She loved him too much and would sacrifice her own happiness for his accomplishments.

" No. I will not let you give up on everything you have worked for. Besides, the order needs you now. "

" Padme’, this is not about them. It’s about US." Anakin’s tone was agitated, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She totally disregarded what he said and protected his relationship with the order over their marriage. Was it not important to her? No. He knew that was not possible, she was protecting him. Her selflessness was honorable, though right now he didn’t want her to be honorable or selfless. Anakin wanted them to be selfish and choose their LOVE over everything else that the galaxy had to offer them.

" The Republic needs US right now. We owe it to ourselves to defend them and their rights, we owe it to Democracy. We can do it together. " As Padme’ finished her political plea, she closed her statement with a positive unity. Hoping it would sustain Anakin’s intentions of withdrawal from his teachings. She approached him closely now and placed her soft hand upon his taught jaw line, bringing his face toward hers. Leaning into him and brushing her soft lips tenderly across his, Anakin melted into it and gave himself completely to her seductive kiss. As it consumed him, he quickly forgot all that was said and all he wanted to say. So entranced by their infectious passions that neither heard or respondedto the call on the intercom, nor did they care.

Lost within their forbidden love, Padme’s thoughts lingered upon Anakin’s proposal of living a life of normalcy. How she longed for this to be so. She knew it was not possible now for this to become their reality, though she hoped......"Someday their world may bend and the fighting will cease ....for their LOVE will know no end...."