Accismus⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.• Anakin Skywalker⋆౨ৎ˚⟡.•

58.

The Senate building was different to the temple, and Sol wasn't sure if she liked it. The temple was well lit throughout its halls with sconces, and had the tall windows that allowed sunlight to stream in at will. She appreciated the warmth the sun brought into the temple and rarely needed her over robe. But as soon as she stepped into the Senate building, she was glad that she had brought it out of coincidence. The Coruscant weather was warming up, but it still had a chill, so her robe had made its way into her speeder, which was parked out the front. 

'It's so dark in here,' Sol mumbled to Anakin as they made their way to the Chancellor's office. The security dotted around the building had been informed of the Jedis' arrival, but Sol couldn't help but feel uneasy with eyes watching on every corner.

'Padme always said it was because it kept the furniture safe from sun damage,' Anakin replied and Sol sent him a 'are you serious' look, making him shrug and say, 'I never understood it myself.'

They headed down the dark halls, their shoulders occasionally bumping as they walked. Sol wanted to reach out and link her pinkie with Anakin's, but the Senate was still too close to the temple for the affection. If a government official saw two Jedi holding hands, they could rush to the temple to tell the Jedi Council, and Sol and Anakin would be finished. So, Sol sufficed with the light brushes of their arms and kept her stare straight.

'You don't need to be nervous,' Anakin said as they turned down the final corridor.

'I'm not nervous?'

'I can feel it in the Force. The Chancellor is very understanding, and he isn't the Order. You'll actually have a normal conversation with him.'

'Tell me, Ani, what have you actually told him?'

Anakin looked at the small window that they passed to avoid her eye. Sol noticed this and reached out to grab the sleeve of his over robe. With a small tug, she pulled him to a stop and made him turn to face her. His lips were tight and his eyes told Sol that he had told the Chancellor more than he would care to admit. With a drop of her hand, Sol held an exasperated expression and went to put her face into her hands to rub it red raw. But before she could, Anakin took her forearms and held them down as he turned to her.

'Solaris, he could help us,' his voice dropped low to prevent an echo. 'He could find us a planet and he could let us have a ceremony. I trust the Chancellor.'

'How do you know he won't tell the Order?!' Sol said in a hush.

'Because the only people that care about Jedi rules, are Jedi.'

Sol wanted to sigh loudly and continue to question Anakin's decisions but was distracted by the sound of a closing door. The two Jedi looked down the hall and saw Chancellor Palpatine was heading their way. Anakin dropped his grip from Sol's arms and turned to appear as if they were just discussing Jedi business. This made Sol do the same, but made one last glance towards Anakin before looking at the Chancellor that she was still unsure about meeting.

'Ah, Anakin, my boy,' the older man greeted as he reached the two. 'I heard that you had arrived so I thought we would go to the gardens again.'

'That would be nice, sir.'

'And this must be Jed Knight Sol?'

Sol didn't like the way Chancellor Palpatine looked down at her. It was kind and one of an old soul and if it had been from anyone else, Sol was sure that she would feel comfortable and welcomed under his gaze. But because it was the Chancellor, she felt imprisoned in his presence. His Force signature was nothing suspicious with its simmering blue, so Sol couldn't pinpoint why she felt so uneasy. But none the less, Sol remembered her manners and stuck her hand out for a welcoming shake.