Royalty || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

12 - Jealous

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Ahsoka's POV
"This plan is stupid," I whispered to Piett who was standing on the balcony as I stood on the grass, fifteen feet under it.

His bright idea was to tie the bedsheets around the wolves and lower them down to me so I could take them to the stables. It was the dumbest idea I have ever heard and I would never have come out here if I knew this was his plan. But he had ordered me to come out here before sharing it, probably knowing I would not do it if he did.

A few seconds after my insult, his head appeared over the balcony and he stared down at me, his brown curls covering parts of his features, "Well, do you have a better idea lady Tano?" He asked with a raised brow.

I shrugged, "Maybe we could sneak them out under coats or blankets, or in a laundry basket." They all seemed like better ideas than this one.

He folded his arms against the railing and leaned forward, "And if they bark, then what?" He tilted his head and waited for my response, but of course, I did not have one.

I sighed in defeat before raising my arms up, "Fine drop down the first one, and please be quick with this. I can be seen from the party from here."

He smiled with a victorious glimmer in his eyes before disappearing, only to return seconds later with the white wolf that he held over the balcony, "And try not to worry about the party, everyone will be too busy having their eyes on the Princess, trust me."

That is true and I bet Anakin is having a wonderful time watching all the men fawn over her.

(Y/n)'s POV
"Back away! Give her some air!" Anakin shouted as he fanned my face with a napkin and I was trying my absolute hardest not to laugh. Thankfully the whispers around the room were enough to occupy my attention.

"Is she okay?"

"Poor thing must be so stressed from everything going on."

"I would faint too if I was dancing with King Anthony, do you think I have a chance?"

"His eyes are already set on the Princess, so I would not hold my tongue."

"Is the party going to be over?"

"I think I saw her drink four glasses of wine, she is probably just a sloppy drunk."

I knew that last voice all too well, a Princess from the kingdom of Hoth, Olivia. That little bitch from hell is the worst kind of person to exist, and it is all because of her obvious envy of me. She hates that my beauty surpasses her—in the eyes of society—and that my kingdom is larger and richer. So growing up, her and her little band of friends liked to tease me and just be straight bullies. They would avoid me at parties and not even invite me to theirs, making me the outcast. They are one of the reasons why I always prefer to be alone, it is what I am used to because of them.

Ahsoka and Padme were not always around.

And another reason I hate her is because of her obsession with Anakin. A lot of the girls here fawn over him, it is nothing new, but they do it privately—I can see them pretending to faint with their friends from afar or just plain stare.

But unlike them, she will have the audacity to approach him. She will even go as far as to try and drag him off alone somewhere. She has never succeeded thankfully since he always declines her advances, but she gets just a bit bolder every-time she comes around.

"How much longer must we do this?" Anakin whispered as he placed his hand over my forehead to pretend to check if I had a fever.

"Are they still out there?" I whispered back.