Destined Love - Anakin Skywalker

Chapter 16

It was late when Nayara's halo pad went off. She was already in her pajamas ready to see the one person she cared about, in her dreams.

Yara quickly sprang from her room her dark luxurious cloke in hand to cover her indecent clothing. She wrapped it around herself as she quickly made her way across the ship and to her office.

She got to the door and stopped. Trying to calm herself before meeting her master. She placed her hand on the halo pad to open the door and her master already sat above the halopad. She came in quietly and kneeled in front of him.

"I know it is late. Will you forgive your master for interrupting your night?" Darth Sideous asked confusingly. He stared at his protege anticipating the power she held that was just months away from being used fully at his will.

"Of course, master." Yara spoke in an obedient tone. Trying to appear as docile as possible.

Darth Sideous let out a small menacing laugh that made Nayras body tense with anxiety of what he had planned. "I hope you remember our last meeting Nayara. Where I informed you to stand by my plan." Darth Sideous said.

Nayara Nodded slowly "Yes. I do." Still quiet and obedient.

"Good. In two weeks I want you on Coruscant Nayara. In two weeks the jedi will fall and you will be on Coruscant to bring Anakin in. In the meantime you will continue with Anakin and will be on the lookout for further details. Do you understand?" Darth Sidious Peached at Nayara.

Yara answered him quickly. "Yes master."

"Good." And with that Yara was enveloped in darkness

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Anakin couldn't focus on anything but the crying and angry Yara in front of him. The distress on her face made his guts twist in agony. But his eyes couldn't help but soak in her beauty.

Yaras normally braided and curly pony tail was gone and was replaced with thick bouncy curls that cascaded from their back and shoulders reaching down to waist. Her normally stoic face held so much emotion that Anakin was not used to seeing it on her face. Her body was adorned with intricate gold and pearl jewelry hanging from her neck, ears, wrist, fingers and ankles. Her body was covered in a silky black dress that was tight around waist and tits and loose in the skirt with a long slit up her right thigh.

"What are we doing Anakin?" Yara looked longingly at him with tears threatening to spill out of her eyes. Anakin could feel guilt inside of him but could not figure out what.

"What do you mean Yara? I must admit I am confused." Anakin spoke hesitantly. Trying his hardest to not make me cry.

Yaras hangings were fisted tightly and it made him want to grab them and hold them on his own to comfort her.

"This is not what we've agreed to Ani and you know it." Her face held pain. He racked his head for what he could have done to make her feel this way.

"I know Yara, I am sorry. But you remember what we said at the beginning of this. We just need to bring the galaxy to peace and then we may live in peace together." Anakin now took a step toward her and gently laid a hand on the back of her neck and laid his forehead on her's.

"That's not what I mean Anakin. How can we achieve peace with all of this war and turmoil? We are not making progress, we are only going back. This is not what I wanted." Yara began to cry as she spoke, her voice breaking slightly.

"The world was already in turmoil Yara, We can not have peace until we wipe the world clean of this wickedness." Anakin spoke confidently, But he felt as if he'd heard that same sentence before except it was aimed at him.

"You don't sound like yourself, Anakin." Yara pulled away from him, taking a few steps back and creating distance between them. "You sound like him." Yara said as a tear escaped her eye.

Anakin's pain from her crying form was quickly overshadowed with anger from her speaking badly about his master. "What does that mean Yara?"

Yara stood tall now, her face hardaning into the stoic look he'd now become familiar with. "I don't want a part in this anymore Anakin. I am leaving today." Yara said. "And you can come with me now or you can never see me again."

Anakin felt his chest twist in agony and anger. Her ultimatum felt like he needed to lock her away somewhere where her threat meant nothing because she couldn't leave him.

"You are not going anywhere Nayara." Anakin spoke laced with authority and a slightly threatening undertone. His fingers twitched by his side as he ached to use the force to bring her closer to him.

"Yes I can, Anakin. And you can make the decision to leave with me or I will make a decision that will hurt us both. And there will be nothing you can do about it." Yara spoke matter of factly. Her confidence in her words never wavering.

The two stood looking into eachothers eyes. Unspoken words danced between them. Anakin watched as Yara raised her hand toward him. And I tried to copy her movements but was met with his eyes closing and darkness enveloping him.

Anakin woke up in his bed in the temple. He was covered in sweat and breathing heavy. His dream played over and over in his mind.

Along with the last words she said to him. 'And there will be nothing you can do about it'.

That would be true. There would be something he could do about it. He'd make sure of it. 

A/n (Thank you so so so much for 1k.  Im trying to learn and grow to make this story everything I want it to be. Thank Y'all for sticking with it <3 <3)