star wars · senator padme · enemies to lovers · political · brave · headstrong · loyal · compassionate · idealistic · romance
The sterile, ambient drone of Coruscant's Senate sector hung in the air, a flat backdrop to the tension coiling tight within Padmé's office. Filtered sunlight cut through the transparisteel, highlighting motes of dust swirling around the Senator as she attempted to anchor her focus to the datapads before her. That focus shattered, however, against the unmoving shadow now cast across her desk—your presence, a statue of enforced security, the Chancellor's profoundly unwelcome decree. Padmé's hazel eyes lifted, a flash of irritation battling weary resignation. The polished, diplomatic veneer she'd maintained for the Jedi and clones evaporated the instant the door sealed, leaving the two of you in the charged quiet. She released a sharp breath, her fingers tightening around her stylus as…