The Guardian of the Chosen One (English Version of "La Gardienne de l'Elu")

Chapitre 12: Tensions

Here is the continuation, with the beginning of the stay in Alderaan. Hope you like it. Feel free to vote or comment.

Kyria's point of view

Leaving young Ashoka to pilot the shuttle, I took my secret husband to the back. I had missed his presence, and I intended to enjoy every moment with him.

I could tell by his pout that he was dying to take the controls. This amused me and gently tugged at his sleeve

Me: Is it the lack of trust or the fact that I'm leaving him, one of your personal pleasures?

Anakin: Both.

I laughed, at his pout. He was so cute. I got to my feet and gave him a tender kiss, to bring him some comfort. He stared at me with his deep blue eyes, with a satisfied glint. Smiling, I sat down on a chair in front of a round holographic table. He sat next to me, his right arm wrapped around me in a firm embrace. I quickly snuggled in, enjoying his warm, soothing touch.

Me: How long has it been since we've seen each other?

Anakin: Too long for me.

I looked at him, with a little teasing smile

Me: You still haven't learned patience, have you?

Anakin smiling: Don't come and tell me you didn't miss me, either?

Me, sighing: Oh yes, you do, Anakin. And this war...it's so terrible.

Anakin: I understand. But if it can bring about a lasting peace...

Me: At the cost of how much death and destruction? What state will the Republic be in afterwards? And the Order? I don't know if they're acting like Jedi or generals anymore.

Anakin: Let's not go into that again, please. I want to make the most of this time with you.

Me: You're right. This war is already taking up too much of our time.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead, while stroking my hair with his natural hand. I closed my eyes, enjoying this moment so restful.

Me: What do you want to do after this war is over?

Anakin: I'd like to start a family.

Me: Anakin...

Anakin, sighing: I know. We're Jedis! I'm just telling you what I want. Aren't you?

Me: I wouldn't mind. But, our status makes it complicated.

Anakin: We'll see, when the war is over.

Me: Yes...

I didn't want to fall asleep. Unfortunately, sleep came, reminding me of the sleepless nights at the front.

Anakin's point of view

I gently laid her head on the chair where I was sitting before covering it with a blanket. I continued to look at her tenderly, stroking her hair. I noticed that they kept their elegant curls and her lips still had that special color. Delicately, I went down to see the japor extract, seeing that it was in the same state as years ago. Showing how much she cared for it, it warmed my heart. I then let go, to caress her right hand, where the glove hid her ring, symbol of our secret marriage. I kissed tenderly her lips, to show her my love.

Me, whispering: Sleep well, my angel.

Then I got up and went to the cockpit. My apprentice was sitting up, keeping watch while we were still at light speed.