Anakin woke up the next morning sweating from head to toe. Not those nightmares again.. Anakin groaned. He wanted to end this. He got out of bed, he brushed away the curls that fell onto Padmé's angelic face.
She's like an angel,I can't let her die... he thought. He decided to go to the Chancellor for advice. He put on his Jedi tunic and headed off to the Jedi Temple. Maybe I'll go to the Chancellor after training... he thought.
Padmé just woken up, finding Anakin getting ready to go for his training. "Anakin, you better be quick, or you'll be late..." she reminded.
"Okay, Mrs. Skywalker."
"Do you have to call me that?!"
"Err... You are a Skywalker now. So I can't call you that?" he teased.
"Whatever."
Padmé went to get breakfast ready. "Your cooking smells delish..." Anakin said, sniffing the air, with a hungry look on his face.
"You okay?"
"Yep... I was just starving."
Once she was done, they started eating.
Later, Anakin gave Padmé a quick kiss and headed off to training.
I know the Chancellor has some advice for me....
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A/N: The end of chapter 7! Did you guys like the chapter?
Anyways, the nightmare Anakin was dreaming was about Padmé dying in childbirth (just in case you didn't get that).
That's all. May the Force be with you!
~Leia
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FanfictionHIGHEST RANKING: #75 in Star Wars Book 1 in the Star Wars: Skywalker series. (Formerly titled 'The Story Of The Skywalkers' & 'The Skywalkers' Story') What if Anakin never turned to the dark side; and Padmé never died in childbirth? What if Luke and...
