Anakin pushes himself up, his hands on the railing of the balcony so he can get into your chambers like he does every night since the start of this secret, very much forbidden by the Jedi code relationship.

"Darling." He calls out softly, half his face illuminated by the weak light inside.

Anakin brushes his robes as he straightens up, moving stealthy and elegantly through the balcony like he could do it blindfolded and with no sense of reality.