"Anakin Skywalker, my lady."

I watched as the young man outstretched his hand to me. I raised my eyebrows, amused. He had a cocky smirk plastered on his face, as if he expected me to be feel obligated to take his hand. Well tough luck, cause I wasn't gonna fall for his charm. I made no move to greet him, simply standing still, scratching my forearm awkwardly. I see his cheeks flush red with embarrassment and he steps back next to his master, placing his hands behind his back.

"I apologize for my friend, your highness. Please, take a seat. We have much to discuss," Obi-Wan spoke up again, indicating to the large blue couch by the window. I walk over to it leaving the star-struck young man stood awkwardly alone by himself.

{ANAKIN'S POV}

I watched as she practically glided over to the couch with Obi-Wan, my eyes almost glued to her. She was beautiful. I could see the amused look on her face as she refused my hands, the way her mouth curled subtly as she stared at me, but I could see it. I stood completely in awe as she made direct eye contact with me, before smoothly tearing her eyes away as she followed Obi-Wan. Once she sat down, I could finally regain my breath a little.

I couldn't take my eyes off her as I walked around the back of the couch, watching her hair glow in golden light from the sun. She was so... fascinating. I had seen countless women in the galaxy, but none could even start to compare to her, not even Padmé Amidala. I took my seat next to Obi-Wan and examined her carefully, cautious for her not to catch my gaze. I studied her face, her eyes directed to her lap as she played with her fingers. She seemed young - perhaps my age - her eyes the most beautiful [y/e/c]. I noticed they had a certain gleam in them, much like the stars which surrounded our galaxy. She was truly an angel.

As I continued to look, I could see how sad her eyes truly were, as if they were telling the stories of all the pain she must have endured over her life. Although the Princess seemed stand-offish at first, I could only think it was because of this... I could sense great conflict and hurt in her, for reasons I could not possibly begin to think of as it felt deep, clouded and complicated.

Then, she looked at me.

{Y/N POV}

He was looking at me.

I lifted my eyes up from my lap and found his ocean blue eyes staring directly into mine. Oh how this made me uncomfortable. It was like he was staring into my soul. Why did he seem so fascinated with me? Surely I'm not the first woman he had ever met before. I wanted to look away, but for some reason, I simply couldn't.

"I understand you've been through a great deal, your highness," Obi-Wan suddenly said, forcing me to look at him. Phew, at least I didn't have to look at Anakin... yet I could still feel his eyes upon me.

"Oh.. yes, I guess I have," I replied, reliving that horrible moment once more.

"Well rest assured, you are in very safe hands," Obi-Wan smiled, his kind eyes looking into mine.

"I'm sorry, forgive me but who are you?" I asked him. I realised I had actually no idea who these people are, and why they are here.

"My apologies, your highness. Anakin and I are Jedi Generals, we have been assigned by Senator Sarin to protect you."

Jedi. Real Jedi. I had never seen one before, only from the stories that my mother used to tell my brother and I as younglings. They were assigned to protect me? I figured that was Moxie's job, but I guess I stand corrected.

I nod my head silently to Obi-Wan and redirect my eyes back onto my lap, sighing in dismay. I could slightly see Obi-Wan and Anakin exchange glances, possibly deciding how to play this.

"However..." Obi-Wan said.

However? What the hell does that mean? It's bad enough I'm practically being babysat I do not need a 'however'.

"However, the Council thought it was best, in order to create minimal attention towards you, that only one of us are to protect you. Unfortunately, I am scheduled to partake in a mission a couple of days for now, so unfortunately I am not eligible for the role. My former Padawan Anakin however, was more than willing to step up to the task."

I tried not to let my jaw drop in horror. This immature, cocky, arrogant boy is going to have my life in his hands? I stay silent, much to Obi-Wan's disappointment and Anakin's annoyance. I pitied Obi-Wan really, he was trying so hard to accommodate me yet I was showing no warmth to him whatsoever.

No. I owe them nothing. I didn't ask to be brought here.

"Whenever you feel ready to leave Princess, just let us know and Anakin will escort you to your quarters," Obi-Wan sighed tiredly, ascending from the chair and walking over to the balcony of the room. Anakin tapped his black boots on the floor as he looked at me once more.

"I promise you are in safe hands, Princess. I won't let any harm come to you," Anakin said suddenly, drawing my attention due to the long silence. No words came out of my mouth, I simply shot an emotionless look at him and shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I could see Anakin become annoyed, and so walked over to join his master.

As I watched the sun set over the skyline of Coruscant, I could hear the faint voices of Anakin and Obi-Wan out on the balcony. I wondered what they were discussing but then swiftly reminded myself that I did not care. My eyes scanned the room until I noticed that Moxie was still stationed at the door. I rearranged my position and turned to face him, whispering for him to come to me. Moxie, walked over to my place, drawing the attention of the two Jedi on the balcony. I noticed Obi-Wan fold his arms in concern, and Anakin shot a deadly glare at Moxie, as if to threaten him. Moments after, they returned to their conversation.

"I have a little mission for you, soldier," I said in a hushed voice.

"Yes, my lady, whatever you ask."

"I need you to spy on Senator Sarin, keep me updated on his plans for Solaris. I have no way of being close to him or the Senate, and so I need you to be my eyes and ears. Report back to me at midnight, in the East Wing near the information and data collection centre. Understood?"

"Roger that, Princess," Moxie said, and exited the room.

After his leave, the two Jedi return to me. I stand up as they approach me, taking the silky material of my dress between my fingers. I clench my fists slightly as I peer out of the window, noticing the last traces of sunlight were very close to disappearing completely. I look to the men in front of me, who were both observing me intently.

"It is getting late, your highness. Anakin will be escorting you to your quarters now. If you shall require anything, he will be just next door, and I will be available via transmission. Goodnight," Obi-Wan said to me gently, careful not to upset me. I bow my head to him politely in thanks, he bows also and leaves the room, leaving me alone with Anakin.

"If you would follow me, Princess."

I followed him out of the room and we are led back into the maze which was the Senate building. I trail behind him, watching him grow tense and almost angry if he caught anyone so much as looking at me. I also noticed if they were looking for far too long, he would reach for his lightsaber clipped onto his belt as a threat, making them often either run away or return to their business. I admire the architecture of the unique building as I walk. A little while later, Anakin stops in front of another door marked with silver and gold.

He presses a button and the door smoothly glides open. He allows me to step inside and I do so. The room was huge, much like a studio apartment. It was covered with navy blue curtains, chairs spread around the room, a queen-sized bed with velvet like quilts on top and the most breath taking of all: the window. The window covered the entire wall of the apartment, showing off and highlighting the illuminated city before me. I found myself so captivated by the sight, that I completely forgot Anakin was in the room. I turned my head slightly, and noticed him leaning on the door-frame, arms folded, observing me. Again.

"Impressive, isn't it," he spoke up suddenly, startling me. I do not turn to face him, keeping my eyes fixed onto the landscape before me.

"It's nothing like I have ever seen, I'll admit that."

I could hear his body shift and his feet pad across on the soft carpeted floor, his footsteps getting louder as he approached me. I made it my best interest not to turn back or move, as I could feel he was merely inches behind me.

"You're from Solaris, correct?" he said, his voice making me shiver a little. His voice was soft and calm in my ear, and I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck. I found myself concentrating on his breathing pattern as the air hit my shoulders every second or so.

"Princess?"

I snap out of my thoughts and try and remember what he asked me. "Oh, yes. I am."

"I bet it's completely different over there. I get how you feel, moving here was a big change for me too. I was born on Tatooine, and so you could imagine the shift from sand to stone was frightening, yet at the same time refreshing."

"Then surely you must understand my distress. Being dragged from my planet, my people, my home after I have lost everything and your wretched war had brought my system nothing but pain and suffering," I snap angrily, walking away from Anakin, clenching my fists.

"I'm sorry, Princess. I didn't mean to upset you."

I take a deep breath, and exhale out my mouth, my eyes closed. "I require my space."

I hear a sigh from the other end of the room.

"Of course, my lady."

I hear Anakin's footsteps once more, and with the sound of the doors sliding shut, I relax. I walk over to the chaise longue placed near the window and collapse in a heap on the cushions. I rip the tiara from my head and toss it across the room, landing with a tiny snap on the floor. I placed my head into my hands and allow myself to fall apart. I wiped the tears from my now sodden cheeks and peer out of the window at the huge city in front of me.

I was alone.

Well and truly alone.

            
***

It was nearly midnight.

I've been lying on my back wide awake for hours now, but I knew I couldn't possibly even think to sleep. I couldn't wait any longer.

I sat bolt upright on the squishy mattress and rolled off the bed, dragging the blanket with me, landing in a crumpled heap on the floor. Grabbing my flat shoes, I pull them on and dash quietly across the deathly still apartment towards the door, my lilac nightgown trailing on the floor behind me. I press my ears to the door and listen for any signs of noises, or people passing. Almost certain the coast was clear, I pressed the button and the door slide open quietly. I crept out of the room sneakily, peering my head around the corner down the hallways. Anakin was no-where to be seen, thank goodness. I decide to make a run for it. I mean, it's now or never, right?

Careful not to be seen, I practically sprint across the building, praying no-one else would be walking about. Fortunately, it was completely deserted. I keep running, not stopping for anything now that I am practically a few feet away from the rendezvous point. I stop to regain my breath as I pass the next corner, placing my hand on my hip as I take in my much needed oxygen. I look down the corridor, and I see no one... Until I spot a familiar clone trooper hiding in a corner. I breathe a sigh of relief and approach him.

"Psst. Moxie, is that you?" I call out in a hushed voice, capturing the Clone's attention. He watched me approach him and comes out of the dark corner.

"Good evening, Princess."

"Thank goodness it's you. I haven't got much time, have you discovered anything?"

{ANAKIN'S POV}

I wake up sweating, my chest rapidly moving up and down. Something doesn't feel right. I place my metal hand on my forehead and scan my isolated storage cupboard bedroom. I lie back down, my eyes slowly fluttering closed, hoping to go back to sleep. My breath evens out and I am finally at peace, until...

The Princess.

My eyes shoot open and I practically jump out of bed, pulling on my robes and glove frantically, almost falling over in the process. I use the force to grab my lightsaber off the table and barge out of my room. I approach the Princess' door and bang on it to wake her. I grow impatient as the feeling of uncertainty and danger fills me again. I couldn't sense anything in that room, something has to be wrong. It has to be. I finally run out of patience and use the force to open the locked door. I rush in, igniting my lightsaber, scanning the apartment for the Princess.

I retract my lightsaber blade and wander over to the Princess' bed. I grabbed the velvety blanket off of the floor and examined the bare mattress. She wasn't there. I frantically search the rest of the apartment, desperately hoping she possibly could have fallen asleep on one of the chairs. As I approached the last area, I felt something crack under my boot. Confused, I knelt down and picked up the object in my hands. My heart drops as I recognize what it was.

It was (y/n)'s broken tiara, snapped in two.

She was gone.

I panic and frantically search for a transmission to the Jedi Temple on my wrist-com, hoping that Obi-Wan would pick-up, despite the hell of an amount of trouble I was going to be in. I pace the room anxiously as the static noise continues. I don't have time for this, she could be dead by now!

The static finally stops and I suddenly hear a groggy voice sound from the other end of the transmission.

"Anakin? What's the issue?" Obi-Wan says to me.

"I-I've lost the Princess."