38 - Two Halves of a Whole

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{Y/N'S POV:}

I woke from the sunlight shining down on my face, blinding me as I sleepily attempted to open them. Yawning, I stretched my arms out across the silken bedsheets with golden light spilled over it, wiping my eyes to try and clear them so I could see again without anything obscuring them. I stared out at the window, listening to the birds chirp their symphony of melodies and soar around the trees, the clouds floating by above like blankets of cotton in the sky.

Shifting a little, I pull the sheets back over my body to shield it from the biting cold that always lingered in my palace early in the mornings. As I pulled the silk over my bare arms, I felt another arm gently wrap itself around me, squeezing my shoulder lovingly.

Angling my head to face behind me, I smiled at the sleepy looking Anakin laying beside me. He returned the smile and gently placed a kiss in my hair, pulling me into his embrace.

"Good morning, my love," he said to me, his voice still raspy from sleep and sounding a little tired.

I lay my head on his chest and looked up at his face, examining the slight black circles under his blue eyes, "Did you not sleep well, Anakin?" I asked him in a soft voice, reaching my hand up to place it on the side of his cheek. 

He offered me a half smile, examining my face with incredible intent before letting out a sigh and placing yet another kiss on my forehead, "It's a beautiful morning; don't you think, Princess?"

Did he just avoid my question?

Shrugging it off, I lay back down and faced back to the window, "It's the first completely peaceful morning I've had in months... I'm so glad you're back with me at last. I was so worried you'd been killed when you were away," I whispered back to him. He said nothing in response, apart from squeezing my shoulder gently once more.

"I could never leave you, (y/n); you know that... and I will never let anything happen to you. After all, I still haven't been relieved as your protector," he joked, making us both let out an amused chuckle.

"Isn't it a little too early for your cocky remarks, Skywalker?" I laughed, elbowing him gently and playfully. I propped myself up on my pillow with my elbow, staring into his eyes as he pretended as though I had severely wounded him.

Once he had stopped acting like a fool, he smiled and ran his fingers gently through my hair as his eyes looked into mine, the sunlight illuminating his in a honey golden hue mixed with the ocean blue of his irises, "You know you can never filter me, your majesty. No matter what time it is."

Rolling my eyes, I leaned forward and allowed him to cup my face in his hand as I kissed him gently on his lips. He seemed almost offended as I pulled away, shoving off the silk sheets encasing my body and rolling out of the bed to change. I laughed as I watched him seize my pillow and slam it over his face in frustration, groaning as one arm feebly reached out in my direction.

"You do realize that even though you're here, I'm still the Queen of a whole system with duties and responsibilities to attend to? I can't stay in there with you all day, Anakin. Plus, Obi-Wan is arriving today and I'm one hundred percent sure you don't want him to catch you laying in my bed," I raise my eyebrow at him and smirk as I run my hairbrush through my impossibly tangled (y/h/c) hair.

Anakin almost shot out of the bed at the mention of Obi-Wan arriving, pulling on his robe to cover his chest. He traipsed his way over to me in front of the mirror, wrapping his arms around me tightly and kissing my neck gently. I stared at our reflection as we stood together.

We looked so good together.

And all good things must come to an end...

I'd forgotten about the voice. It seemed to have disappeared in Anakin's absence, and only now returned to destroy my happiness once more. But for now, I was determined to not to let it ruin the few perfect moments I will have with Anakin before it is time for him to leave again... which is a daunting and scary thought in itself. Selfishly, I always have that feeling deep inside me that never wants him to leave my side. His presence was the thing that made this huge palace actually feel almost like a home; which is quite honestly not something I have felt for so long.

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