The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 44 - Someday in the Future*

*A/N - I am going to be introducing a new OC, Princess Diana of Scipio who will be seen in flashbacks and is very important to someone's history— I wonder if you can guess. I've teased her character in a flashback before already. The name Diana means Divine or heavenly, which I think is fitting for what her storyline will entail (plus I love Diana, Princess of Wales). She is also going to be the biological younger twin sister of Queen Breha Organa of Alderaan. Although I know in Star Wars canon, the Queen is elected, but in my story, it varies for each planet. In Alderaan and Scipio, a hereditary monarchy is in place. Whereas in Naboo, it will still be electoral.*

*TW - This chapter contains sexual content and triggering subject matter including contemplation of an unaliving attempt for one of the characters. If you are struggling, please seek out professional help! You are not alone and there are resources out there.*

Anakin's POV:

Mandatory vacation days have been instated by both the Jedi Council and the Grand Army of the Republic in order to try to preserve the mental health of soldiers. After the battle of Corellia where Obi-Wan, Y/N, and I, as well as our padawans were stationed had been won, we had decided to visit the Naboo Lake County, as Padme had informed us she would be there at the same time. Since our padawans came along and did not know of Y/N and I's marriage, we decided to stay at Padme's as to not raise suspicion.

As we sat at the dining room table of Padme's Varykino Villa estate, we were joined by her extended family. The Naberries— consisting of the patriarch, Ruwee Naberrie; the matriarch, Jobal; and their two daughters, Padme and her older sister, Sola— were a family full of unconditional love, who had brought us into the fold and treated us like we were part of it.

My mind absorbed the scene before me, so quiet and calm and... normal. It was the life I had always wanted, a gathering of family and friends. This was the way it was supposed to be. The warmth and the love, the laughter and the quiet times. This is how I had always dreamed it would be, how I had always prayed it would be. The warm, inviting smiles. The pleasant conversations. The gentle pats of the shoulders.

It was a scene of simplicity, of children playing and adults sitting quietly under the warm sun, or gossiping across neatly trimmed hedgerows. It was a scene of absolute normalcy for Naboo, but it was nothing like I had ever witnessed. On Tatooine, the houses were singular, out in the desert, or they were clustered tightly in cities like Mos Eisley, with its hustle and bustle and bright colors and brighter characters. On Coruscant, there were no streets like this one any longer. There were no hedgerows and trees lining the ground, just permacrete and old buildings and the gray foundations of the towering skyscrapers. People did not gossip, with children running carefree about them, in either place. To me, it was a scene of simple beauty.

The furniture was plush and comfortable; the floors were made of cool stone or covered in soft carpeting. This was not a building as I had known on Coruscant, and not a hovel, as I had known all too well on Tatooine. No, seeing this place, this street, this yard, this home, made me even more convinced of what I had declared to Y/N not so long before: that if I had grown up on Naboo, I would never leave.

It was becoming clear to me that this was the place I could see Y/N and I starting a family of our own— a recurring vision in my mind that I was beginning to have more and more. I have always wanted a family, but now it feels much more tangible. I have a wife for one— a kind, loving, nurturing woman who as time goes on, makes me want more and more to have children with.

It started with watching how good she has been with Cal and Ahsoka, she is an excellent teacher, but she is also so much more than that. She cares about them, is always there for them, and is so patient and kind and attentive— just like Master Obi-Wan was to me. I know they love her and have begun to see her as a motherly figure.