episode fifteen — ODE TO AELYN attack of the clones warnings: sexual content but no smut
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Valérian was painted with the most beautiful clashes of pink and orange as the sun rested on the calm waters. The villages were bustling down below like crowded cities during the holidays, new shipments were making their way on shore and the people couldn't figure out why. In reality, it was small details of Lillia's dress, which came from Nal'nour'sen, the south sea, which sat just across the bay. If you squinted from the summit of the palace, you could see its most famous landmark, the statue of Kallias, or god of the skies. It ascended to a height of 177 feet and towered over the city of Aerend. Lillia had visited it once when she was younger, its height scared her and sent a shiver down her spine. Man kind could create anything they wanted, even if It meant destroying all the planets in the galaxy along with it.
The windows casted a humble wind throughout Lillia's rooms. Small Oraxes eggs began to hatch on the shelf of her window, and the gentle cries of the newborn baby birds woke her each day. It was something so small but so incredibly special to her, to witness life at its first stage, and to watch it grow as the days pass, Lillia would forever indulge in her love for nature.
The woman looked out the window, fiddling with her wedding ring on her ring finger as she stood up straight. For a reason she could not figure out, her nerves shocked themselves within her body, and her hands shook every time she let go of her ring. She felt warm but cool at the same time, and her vision kept blurring. Lillia knew that she loved Anakin, it was all she ever thought of, but her heart quickened at the thought of the wedding. She knew it was so incredibly wrong, and she cursed herself for not caring. It all happened very quick, the proposal, her family finding out. It had been seven days since Anakin put the ring on her finger.
Lillia walked over to her vanity, sitting down softly and looking in the mirror. It felt strange without the constant crowd of handmaidens moving around her room, but nobody could know about her marriage to Anakin, it would be too risky for anyone to know besides her family. Lillia looked at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair and putting on the traditional Valérian headpiece. She looked over to the wedding dress hanging from the wall, it glistened as sun rays reflected off of it, causing balls of light to dance around her room.
She turned to the sound of a soft knock on the wooden door.
"Yes?" She called out as her sister, Helaena, walked into the warm room. Lillia turned around sharply, a big smile on her face. "Helaena! You're home!" Lillia shouted, running over to hug her older sister. "Of course, even though I cannot be present at your actual wedding, nothing would stop me from visiting you beforehand." She replied. "It's bad luck to see the bride before she gets married!" She joked. Helaena laughed, "Well good thing I'm not Anakin, right?" She walked over to the bed, patting the soft fabric next to her. She pulled out the charm Talia had given her on her wedding day, with the intials T.H.L. still shining brightly.
