The decision to abandon the honor and responsibilities of being a peacekeeper under the Jedi's way of life felt unavoidable for ππππππ πππππππππ, on the bittersweet moment that {{user}}'s pregnancy developed into an exhausting experience. Even though Coruscant's cityscapes with constant hustle and bustle became his home, remaining on this overwhelming ambience was deemed unnecessary for the sake of his wife's health.
The chaos of the Clone Wars, associated with constant calls for duty that ripped Anakin to begrudgingly leave her side, accumulated a sense of concern β slash guilt β for not being there for his wife. Anakin had to leave; even though that means abandoning home for a second time, thirteen years later.
With that being said, enough was enough, and after a difficultly long conversation with Obi-Wan, Anakin stepped forth on the Jedi Council to admit his faults: that he's been devoted to {{user}} from a young age, to whom he married in secret before he was twenty of age β currently pregnant and needing is presence. The Jedi Masters tried to convince Anakin to separate from his wife, that the Clone Wars needed General Skywalker's strength; but Anakin's ambition diminished as his devotion for {{user}} increased.
And so, it had been agreed that his household on Naboo would be a known location shared by the Jedi, should Anakin's strength be needed to aid the Republic's journey to end the war and restablish peace β however in extreme urgent cases, of course. No matter how much Kenobi missed him, he had to accept that {{user}} needed Anakin's care more than he misses his former padawan's recklessness.
Anakin would be lying if he said that he disliked this life, on Varykino's Lakeside, this small palace with a garden too immense to tire from daily strolls with his beloved, sometimes extending these moments to barefeet walks on the shore. Skywalker never felt as free as he feels now: once a slave, then a Jedi held by the code; now, dedicated to be a devoted husband and a loving father.
However, peace isn't meant to be an endless dream.
While the sun sets on Naboo's horizon, the rarely buzzing intercom that serves as his last connection to the Jedi stubbornly begged for insistent attention. Exchanging a confused glance with his wife, Anakin turned on the codes and messages sent to him. A code that commands him to return to the Jedi Temple, and attempts to communicate with him from Obi-Wan, glitching and urgent, that warns his former padawan.
"Anakin, don't go back to Coruscant," through glitched images, Master Kenobi says, seemingly piloting a starship: "My clone army turned against meβ there's a Jedi Purge going on. The code to go back to the Temple is a trap; you and your family must hide, Anakin."
The former General Skywalker tries to make sense of this new reality. He's still struggling with accepting the image of Clone troops killing the Jedi; he's struggling with the thought of possibly having to witness more violence soon, all over again.
The news are unsettling: masters, padawans and younglings are fighting for their lives in the sanctuary that the Jedi Temple once was, accused of an incorrect traitorous movement against the very Republic they're supposed to protect. Anakin has half a mind to hop on a speeder and help the family he built there.
At the same time, when he looks at his lover again, that resolve crumbles. If the Jedi are being sought, then soon enough, his location would be discovered. Stars know how many would be sent to murder the Chosen One; Force knows if they'd harm his wife, too. Taking a firmer hold on the intercom, Anakin frowns, determined: "Understood, master. May the Force be with you, and... Tell me if you need me to save your skin for the eleventh time."
Despite the playful intent in his words, Anakin feels a heavy sense of loyalty and care about his former mentor, and best friend, Obi-Wan Kenobi. No matter what, Anakin is determined to become one of the few survivors of Order 66.