Padmé Amidala.
The Naboo Senator, representing the entire Chommell Sector, possessed unparalleled political wisdom and skill, as well as immense political prestige. She had tirelessly worked for peace in the Milky Way Galaxy within the Galactic Senate and, together with Bail Organa and others, formed a force within the Senate that could not be ignored.
Yet now, this powerful woman clung to Anakin Skywalker like a helpless girl. Her entire body trembled, she was utterly at a loss, and she was even filled with fear!
"Padmé! What's wrong? What happened?" Anakin Skywalker hurriedly asked.
Through the Force, he deeply felt the fear and confusion in Padmé's heart. His beloved's emotions stirred something within him, dragging his own mood down with them.
"Leave the Jedi Order! Anakin... leave that place..." Padmé Amidala raised her head from Anakin's embrace. At some point, tears had already streamed down her face. "Palpatine has prepared everything! Everything!"
"He's prepared everything? What has he done?" Anakin Skywalker was alarmed.
Padmé let out a long breath. Gently pushing Anakin away, she went to the side, picked up a glass of chilled juice, and drained it in one gulp. The cold, delicious juice slid into her stomach, sending a chill to her brain. It gave her a slight headache, but it also calmed her considerably.
"The Jedi Order has no idea what Palpatine has been doing these past few days!" Padmé said. "You only thought Palpatine was using the so-called greater good of the Galactic Republic to suppress you, demanding that you hand over the archives of the Jedi Archives? No! You were completely wrong! Not at all!"
She shook her head hard, and tears once again spilled from her eyes.
Anakin Skywalker walked over and gently held her trembling shoulders. He sat beside her and said softly,