The soft light of your bedroom casted a warm glow over you as you sat at your vanity. Anakin stood behind you, his eyes glued onto your form as you brushed your hair. It was almost midnight, well past when you were to be asleep. Yet, you were wide awake, as was Anakin.

Anakin had made an excellent reputation for himself within the Republic. He was highly known and well regarded as a great Jedi, having a high success rate for his missions. The Clone Wars was reaching its peak, a potential turnaround presenting itself for the Republic.

Despite this, Anakin was sent on a different kind of mission. His master and the other great Jedi were sent on the dangerous mission, whilst he was assigned to you. It definitely wasn't his first choice, and he made that known early on when he joined your side as a bodyguard.

You were the queen of Naboo, having a beautiful reputation as a modern queen. Your strong voice and tireless efforts for war efforts were seen by many. This attention you garnered had not only been good, though. Soon, Separatist assassins took to attempting to take you out. Your once peaceful life became suddenly crowded with danger and endless threats.

Due to this, you needed a bodyguard. Perhaps it was overkill to assign a Jedi knight, but your own guards were proving to be useless in the matter. That's where Anakin came in: your Jedi bodyguard.

He was said to be the best for the job, and he certainly was. But that wasn't without the annoyed comments and angry glares. He did his mission to the best of his ability, getting to know you in the process. You were no longer an annoyance to him, but rather a temptation.

Attachment was forbidden amongst the Jedi. Anakin had already been doing a terrible job at this, but you made everything slip for him. He found himself becoming jealous, protective over you. He formed feelings for you, no matter how wrong or forbidden it was. Instead of complaining about you, he complained when he didn't see you.

"Would you like some help, your highness?" He asks softly, coming up behind you. His gloved hand gently rests against your shoulder as his other goes to grab the brush out of your hand. Anakin wasn't an easily affectionate person. But when it came to you, he couldn't help but want to keep you around at all times.