LIVE IN YOUR LIGHT | anakin skywalker x fem oc

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It was my crowning day. A celebration day. A very important day. For me, my family. For people. The royal jewelry felt heavy on my shoulders. My dress was very tight and the gold was perfectly shining. The turtle neck was not choking me so I am quite lucky. I should be happy. Should I be happy? I do not know.

I do not know how to feel. Angry? Sad? Disappointed? Happy? There is so much emotions I could feel right now. But none of them wanted to show up. I was just empty. Grey. Grey like a storm. I couldn't feel anything anymore. People. People. People are watching me. My mother, my father, my sisters are watching me. Anakin is watching me. Obi-Wan, Windu, Yoda, Jar Jar, Jedi Masters. Maids, knights. Women, children, men. Mothers, fathers, sons, daughters.

They are all watching me as if they were expecting something from me. And of course they are expecting things from me. I am their new Queen. Their hope. And this is so much responsibilities. Values to respect. And I am so scared to disappoint people. I am not made for this. I haven't been raised for this. But I do not have a choice, because if I did have a choice, I would have run away to make it far away from this place that made me so anxious.

This temple, so huge for so many people attending my crowning. The dome was just above my head, the tinted-windows were beautiful this morning. The columns, the marble floor. I turn to my father, he was holding the golden crown in his hands. My crown. My power. My kingdom. My armies. It is all mine. Everything is now mine. And I do not realize all the power I now hold. The political power, and not just some witch power anymore. I had everything. Everything anybody could be dreaming of.

I meet my father's gaze, his eyes rests on my hair. My dark hair tied in a bun my maids tried to make for hours. He meets my eyes again and smiles. And I do not know if it is a sad smile or a proud one. I think it is both. I then look at the crown that was shining under the sun rays, shining in front of my eyes.

I kneel in front of my father as he approaches me. I lower my head and hear his voice echoing in the dome, the palace.

"Queen Oriana Naberrie Amidala, first of her name. Queen of Naboo and the first men. Queen of these lands and protector of this realm."

I suddenly feel the crown touching my hair. Shivers runs through my body. I close my eyes and my life seems to scroll in my mind. The crown is mine, officially. Everything is official. My father said it. I am Queen. Queen. Protector. Leader. I can hear everybody standing up. And I can not believe that there is a thousands more people waiting for me outside this palace.

I am not living in my sister's shadows anymore. I am living in the light. In Anakin's light. I was getting the recognition I was dreaming of. Before all of this, before the arena, nobody knew my name. They just saw it on the newspaper because I was singing in operas, because one magazine gave me the title of the most beautiful women on the galaxy. But that is all. Nobody knew who I was.

I am Oriana Naberrie Amidala. And everybody knows it now. They glorify me. They admire me. Probably fear me. Do they fear a Queen? Or do they fear a witch? Is both even a good thing?

I stand up as I can feel my father stepping back. I meet his gaze one last time and his eyes were shining. He was so proud. Proud of something he thought would have never happen. Nobody on this galaxy thought it would happen. But it did. I turn to the attendees, I keep my head up, straight, looking at the opened huge doors in front of me. I see the mountains and the fields. The sun was raising behind them. The orange light was illuminating me, my crown.

"Long live the Queen!" My father shouts.

People immediately starts to kneel. And I can notice from the corner of my eyes Anakin kneeling. Obi-Wan kneeling, Yoda, Windu, Agen Kolar, Ki-Adi-Mundi, Aayla Secura. They're all kneeling. Masters. Every one. They are kneeling before their Queen. I take a deep and long breath as I start climbing down the stairs and walking on the red carpet as I hear every one shouting 'long live the Queen' in chorus.

I arrive outside, the sun is blinding me. I blink a few times before facing thousands and thousands of people all glorifying me, clapping, smiling, throwing confetti.

"Long live the Queen!" They all shout, and this is the only thing I hear.

I am Queen. I will create a new order. I will spread peace and fight for people's rights. For their liberties. I suddenly hear a young woman shouting in the crowd.

"Long live the Orchid Queen!"

I look at her and meet her gaze. She was taller than me, blonde, green eyes. Younger than me. She is joyful. And I realize what she meant by 'Orchid'. She meant purple. My powers. I smile at her and look away.

I will serve my kingdom and its inhabitants. I will kill anybody who hurts my people. I will find them and hunt them until galaxies have ends.

I will find the one who killed my sister and I will have his head.