970, Cuckold (Part 1)
Master Windu nodded. "Asking you to take on this mission has already filled me with guilt. But this is something only you can do. Fortunately, it has gone fairly smoothly. Anakin Skywalker has returned from the front lines on Tibrin, and he will be joining your team to continue protecting you. I hope you will not be confused by the addition of a Jedi Knight."
Padmé Amidala suppressed the wild joy in her heart and said calmly, "Anakin Skywalker is an exceptionally talented, professional, and competent Jedi Knight. I do believe he can fulfill the duty of protecting me."
"Very well. Once he returns, I'll have him come see you immediately." Master Windu did not suspect anything. After saying that, he decisively ended the transmission.
As Padmé Amidala waited anxiously, every day felt like a year. Finally, that evening, a speeder came barreling onto the landing pad atop the estate. Before it had even stopped, Anakin Skywalker, clad in fitted black clothes, jumped out.
After asking where Padmé was, he hurried over at a near run.
Watching everything through the surveillance feed, Padmé Amidala, who had already been waiting in her room, quickly opened the door. Before she could react, a broad, solid chest had already wrapped her in an embrace.
Anakin Skywalker's clothes still carried a strong scorched smell—the scent he had brought back from the battlefield.
"I'm so glad you're safe, Anni... The news coming from Tibrin has all been terrible. It's been eating me up inside..." Padmé's voice trembled.
"The moment I heard you needed my help, I came back at once. No matter how dangerous the battlefield, nothing could stop me from coming to see you." Anakin Skywalker held Padmé tightly, impatiently cupped her beautiful face in his hands, and kissed