Anakin Skywalker x Reader
The Council has long believed since Anakin Skywalker arrived at the Jedi Temple that he is the Chosen One. And from what they know of the prophecy, they have no reason to believe otherwise.
Y/N is just a regular padawan t...
*T/W - This chapter contains smut. Honeymoon edition.*
*10 days later...*
Varykino Villa, Lake Country, Naboo
Y/N's POV:
Padme applies the final touches of my makeup on my face as I sit at her vanity. She's smiling so wide, beaming with excitement and happiness for Anakin and I. When we told her the news over my holopad, her exact words were "Finally! It was about damned time!"
When I told her I wanted her to be my maid of honour, I didn't know what I was getting myself into. I knew she would be good, but she's taken the job to a whole new level. She's helped organize our wedding day to almost every fine detail. Without her connections and perseverance, I don't think it would have been possible for us to have organized this so fast.
"There." She smiles with glee as finishes putting on some cool toned baby pink blush on my cheeks. "It's almost perfect. You just need one more thing." She looks at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I don't know why but I'm getting this odd sense of Deja-vu...
Padme grabs my hand and walks me over to a bed with a zipped up garment bag and a large pale blue box with a bow on top. "Open it." She says, looking incredibly giddy.
I walk over to the box and slowly unzip the bag. My jaw drops as the interior reveals the most gorgeous wedding gown I've ever seen!
*A/N - In my head I'm picturing a mix between Padme's dress in AOTC and this dress below. Also I want you to imagine Y/N is wearing the tiara she had on Adamo at the ball.*
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The dress is covered in lace and intricate beading in the patterns of stars and swirls. It's an off white cream that will compliment my skin town perfectly. To top it off, the gown features a gorgeous matching train.
Tears begin to well in my eyes. "Oh, Padme, it's beautiful!" I exclaim, unsure of how to completely express with words how much I love it or how much all this means to me. I frown as I think about how much this dress must have been. It must have cost her a fortune!! I don't have the credits to pay her back! "But it's too much. I couldn't possibly—"
Padme stops me. "It's not too much and yes you can." She looks at me sincerely. "Please, Y/N, I want to do this. I would do anything for my friends. Anakin and you are like family to me." She grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze.
More tears threatened to fall as I pulled her in for a tight embrace. "Thank you, Padme. You're the greatest friend I've ever known. You're like the sister I've never had. Anakin and I are so lucky to have you in our lives."
"Y/N! You're like a sister to me too!" Her own tears started to form. "And I'm the lucky one." She wipes away a teardrop before it falls, careful not to smug her makeup. "Enough with all this sappy speak though! We cant have your makeup ruined before we get you to that alter."
