Night had fallen upon Coruscant, as the brilliant glimmer of lights from the towers located in upper Coruscant shone immensely upon the endless darkness, illuminating the futuristic Capital. Speckles of stars gleamed quietly, its beauty disguised from the distraction of the lively buzz of speeders and ongoing chatter of citizens blocking out the natural grace of the city that was left.
Padme seemed to be the only one to notice though, she always had a tendency to see beneath the artificial barrier of such things, always noting the beauty and good of it all. Carrying such a rare trait was one of the reasons why she was such an excellent Senator, she was able to see the different point of views of such things instead of appearing judgemental and biased without considering the other perspectives. That was how the majority of the Senate behaved, and was one of the many reasons why the war was not over, they all acted on impulse, a foolish way to think if you asked her.
"Perhaps thats why Anakin hates politicians so much" she thought to herself as her mind wandered to her husband's ongoing ranting of the Senate's lack of compliance. She chuckled slightly, as the single thought made her heart yearn for his embrace.
Anakin was away on a mission and was sent to Alderaan for a couple of weeks, and although that was not the longest they had been separated for, her mind still relentlessly thought about him every day. She would often ponder about his safety, what he was doing, if he was eating, if he was thinking of her, you name it. He was like a drug in her mind, heart and soul, and she was addicted. But of course it was natural for a wife to miss her husband and to be concerned about him, but she felt as though she would continue this cycle much too often, which was not good for her mentality. And as much as Anakin would tell her not to fret about him so much, she couldn't help but feel a constant wave of fear. If he arrived home extremely late, or he didn't answer her calls, she would start to panic and feel paranoid, and as much as she would try to stay calm in these situations, she couldn't bear to think anything bad happened to her Anakin. She couldn't handle it if he never came back, she just couldn't. Life without him would be meaningless in her eyes, a part of her would feel empty, as though she could never feel whole again.
But aside from all her doubts, Padme had been informed recently that his squad team had been camping in a desolate part of Alderaan, waiting upon the attack of a certain group of Seperatists. The news had greatly reassured her that he was alright and well for now.
Padme glanced at her appearance in the mirror. She wore an elaborate senatorial gown, consisting of a gold dress covered in a royal blue overcoat with intricate designs of the same gold colour underneath. A heavy black necklace lay upon her exposed neck, covering it. The sleeves of the overcoat were slightly puffed and silk bands lay her on her wrist comfortably. Her handmaiden Dorme had finished with her sea of curls, designing it in a low braid and a light headpiece lied upon the crown of her head.
She sighed as she thought it was all a bit much. But again, with being a Senator, she reminded herself she had to dress the part to gain others respect, after all first impressions counted majorly.
She looked at the clock, as she was wasted no time to leave her apartment. She was invited to the opera, alongside a couple other Senators and the Chancellor, who was the one who had organised it all. She really did not want to go, as she would much rather lay in the warmth of her bed and dream about Anakin, but she knew that would seem suspicious. Considering she was a "single" Senator with all the free time in the world. Plus, denying the Chancellor would cause whispers among her fellow peers which she did not like the idea of, considering her solidified reputation and respect she had built up among the years were crucial to her position in the Senate.
She took one final glance at herself before leaving her apartment, knowing better than to leave the Chancellor and other Senators waiting.
"Let's get this over with" she murmured to herself.
