"Glad that's over. Only took a few hours," Bo-Katan said.
"Yes. The Galaxy is healed and the Jedi have become their own thing. How's being a Duchess going?"
"It's going," Bo-Katan said. "Never knew you were royalty."
"I've kept it a secret all my life. Everything is changing now."
"Princess, it is time to go to the wedding reception," Lana said.
"We only have a few more guests to come. Can you gather a few more servants to help me with my dress?"
"Of course, Princess."
"I guess I'll see you down there," Bo-Katan bowed, leaving the room.
"Do you think they'll like my dress?" Ahsoka asked, looking the ensemble over.
"You'll look beautiful," Lana said, emerging in her dress.
"You already look beautiful," Ahsoka said. Lana blushed heavily.
"Here, let me help you," Lana said, pushing Ahsoka behind the curtain. "Come on, ladies!" she called. Four other women slipped behind the curtain, helping Ahsoka dress.
"You look amazing, Princess!" one of them said.
"Thank you girls. Y'all could become a professional glow-up team," Ahsoka hinted.
"Master?" Sage asked.
"Hey, Kitten," Ahsoka chuckled, peeling the curtain back. "You like it?"
"You look beautiful!" she said, running to hug Ahsoka. Ahsoka picked her Padawan up, looking in the mirror.
"I...I look like a goddess from one of the legends," she stuttered.
"So what does a flower girl do, exactly?" Sage asked.
"You sprinkle flowers over the path for the bride to walk over. It is a great honor," Ahsoka assured the young girl.
"Look at everyone who came out!" Sage said. Ahsoka peered through the curtain, seeing the crowd. Anakin stood nervously.
"Everyone's ready," Ahsoka said. "Lana, start the music."
"Of course, princess," she said, leaving the room.
The tribal music started. Sage walked out in her dress, sprinkling flowers up to the pedestal. On cue with the music, Ahsoka stepped out, taking Anakin's hand.
"You look beautiful, Snips," he whispered. Quiet gasps were heard throughout the crowd. They walked down the aisle, stopping at the pedestal. Caleb took her hand, bringing her up to the pedestal.
"You never told me who the officiator was," Caleb whispered.
"An old friend," Ahsoka said. An older voice cleared her throat.
"Do we have everyone's attention?" Madame Jocasta asked. Everyone stayed silent. "Would the future couple like to say their vows?" she asked. Ahsoka turned the mic off.
"Ahsoka, I vow that I will stay by your side until the day we die. I want to start a family with you. I want to grow old with you. That's why I'm standing here today. I also vow to give you your space whenever you need it, to help you through every panic attack and bad dream you have. I love you, Ahsoka."
"Caleb, I vow to always be by your side no matter what. It doesn't matter if the Galaxy is falling apart around me. I will love you and cherish you until the day we die. I love you, Caleb." Ahsoka turned the mic back on.
"Before we proceed, are there any objections to this marriage?" Madame Jocasta asked. Crosshair and Lux were about to talk, but Ahsoka sent a warning glare at them. They immediately shut up.
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Forgotten Emotions- A Star Wars Story (Part 2)
Fanfiction***SPOILER WARNING: This follows many details from Seasons 5-7 of the Clone Wars*** ***CONTENT WARNING: This hints at many sensitive topics. Please pick another story if the following are too sensitive- r@pe, psychological trauma, bodily fluids, sex...