A Rose for M'Lady
"So, what shall we do today m'lady?" Obi-Wan asked Padme as they leisurely swung back and forth in the antique gilded swing overlooking the lake below.
"Nothing. I don't want to do anything. Can't we just sit here all day like this?"
"I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be." He let out a contented sigh, squeezed her shoulder a little tighter, and placed a kiss on top of her head.
However, doing nothing wasn't exactly what he had in mind for today. Why had he waited so long for this? He had been courting her for 10 years! It had never been the right time, and they were never in the right place. Their time together was always measured, rushed, private and secret. But here, at her home, meeting her family and friends, and now relaxing together and looking out onto the peaceful waters, Obi-Wan finally decided that there would be no better time than this. His heartbeat quickened at the thought and Padme noticed. She lifted her head to gaze into his eyes.
"Credit for your thoughts?"
"Just thinking of you, my dear." He answered as he placed a light kiss upon the tip of her nose. In return, she snugggled even closer to him. "Come, let's take a walk." He decided, as he pulled her up off the swing.
Hand in hand they strolled along the stony balcony, occasionally stopping to watch a bird in flight or take note of the beautiful roses growing along the balcony ledge.
"Here," he offered. "A rose for m'lady."
Padme grinned and accepted the beautiful flower. Suddenly, through the power of the force guided by Obi-Wan, its petals shifted, and the rose began to open in her hand. Inside the flower was a gold ring set with a beautiful Alderaanian crystal. Her hands were shaking as she plucked the ring from inside the rose.
"Does this mean what I think it means?" She looked to Obi-Wan, trying to hide her surprise to find him on his knees.
"Yes it does, my dear Senator." Taking her hands in his and after taking a deep breath, Obi-Wan continued. "I think you know how much I love you. We can continue on like we have if you would like to, but I would like to have the privelege of knowing that you are mine, and mine alone. I am asking you to be my wife."
Shakily lowering herself to her knees as well, Padme wasn't sure she could speak. And after a moment of silence, Obi-Wan began to worry, but then Padme burst out, "Yes, yes, yes! Bless the Force, yes!" and threw her arms around his neck, knocking him backward onto the stony surface, immediately showering his face and mouth with kisses.
Suddenly, the balcony was swarming with people. Slightly embarassed at their appearance, Padme quickly jumped up off of Obi-Wan and happily greeted her entire family. After many embraces and affectionate greetings, Padme was once again surprised to see a Nubian Priest approaching.
"You are awfully sure of yourself, Master Jedi." She quietly commented with a smile.
Taking her hand as the crowd assembled itself for the ceremony, Obi-Wan leaned his forehead down to touch hers and whispered, "Not of myself my love, but I am sure of us."