Anakin Skywalker Imagines/Oneshots

Arranged

Vader x princess reader

Prompt:
Arranged Marriage to Darth Vader (he still wears the suit and the mask, but only in front of people. He is still the Handsome devil from ROTS)

*wedding dress you wear up top.
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You looked at yourself in the silver framed ornate mirror. A black veil covered your teary eyed face as you were in a black wedding dress. A funeral it looked as though you were going to more like. But you suppose that was sort of true. You were saying goodbye to your old life.

You smoothed out the onyx colored tulle on your stomach and placed your hand over your small baby bump.

That's right you were pregnant! But not with your soon to be husbands child, but the love of your life, Anakin Skywalker's. You placed the Japor Snippet necklace Anakin had proposed to you with around your neck letting the pendant hang between your breasts.

After the republic fell the Empire took over and the apprentice of the once Chancellor killed him and became the Emperor. Who is this horrible apprentice? Well none other than your husband to be.

After Vader became emperor he went on a search for the most beautiful girl to make his Empress. Your father the King of Corellia had offered your hand to the Sith Lord and he had accepted, promising that Corellia would flourish under the Empire he would make sure of it.

You were simply a bargaining chip for your father to do with as he see fit. You have not loved anyone in 3 months since your beloved Anakin had been killed on Mustafar by the very man you were to marry.

"Oh Ani." You whisper as you rubbed your belly attempting not to cry. You would protect this baby from your soon to be husband. This baby was the last thing you had of the love of your life. If Vader were to ever attempt to harm your child you would make sure that he sincerely regretted it.

You hear a knock at the door and your father walks in and smiles when he sees you.

"You look magnificent darling." He compliments and you can't help but huff.

"Is it time yet?" You ask emotionless.

"Yes my dear it is." He answers and you silently take your father's outstretched arm. He then escorts you along with 4 stormtroopers on each side of you to the hall where it is being held.

You fidget with your black painted nails in waiting. You then trail your fingers over your stomach and hold back tears.

"Do not expect me to love him." You inform your father, whispering so the troopers couldn't hear.

Your father's face grows stern, "I do not expect you to love him, (y/n); but you will do this for the good of Corellia." He spoke sternly.

You sigh and nod, you would do this for your people,"Yes father." You say obediently before the doors open and you begin to walk down the aisle. Vader stood at the end of the aisle with his familiar black suit and helmet concealing his face.

When you made it to him your father kissed your hand for good luck and handed you off to Vader. He surprisingly took your hands rather gently in his black gloves, but you couldn't help but flinch.

Vader was about to say something when he spotted the necklace you wore. He shook the feeling off and turned to face you and then the priest.

"Do you Emperor Vader take Princess (y/f/n) of Corellia as your wife and Empress?" The priest asked.

"I do!" His mechanical voice answered. The priest then turned to you.

"Princess (y/f/n) of Corellia do you take Darth Vader as your husband and Emperor?" He asked.