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            DORME KNOWS HER, that’s their problem   ——   but padme smiles at him to shrug it off, pushing hair back into the folds of her scarf.              ❝ i’ve not told her anything YET, though i imagine she might’ve FIGURED IT OUT and is giving ME time to tell her. ❞            she glances at her hand maiden, who seems to only glance away when she does. padme doesn’t want to assume the worst, but she knows she’s changed in any number of small ways since anakin has entered her life again.   ——   but dorme wouldn’t OUT them.              ❝ OR, maybe she’s nursing a grudge. you’ve not ACCIDENTALLY stood on her robes, have you? ❞

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     ❝ FORCE, I HOPE not. She’s scarier than Grievous && Dooku combined. ❞ He spares another look over Padme’s shoulder, surreptitiously sliding their hands together beneath the bulk of his robes. Outside the window, the lakes && sky exchange silver, the moon a white waning smile the sun slips behind. But his love is like gold, solid && seething with light. He sees her through the Force: inert, but shining all the same. ❝ I’m on leave for the next three days. ❞ A not so subtle hint, one bracketed by sharp incisors && a mischievous glimmer in his dark gaze. ❝ You can have me all to yourself. ❞

 
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