you're a princess, and your father is very hard on you. he hardly ever lets you leave your castle, but you still manage to sneak out, and on one of your mid-day adventures, you run into a boy.

he has tripped over a stack of crates full of fruit, almost knocking you completely over.

"i'm so sorry- i'm sorry, i should've been looking where i was going, i'm sorry miss."

the boy apologized profusely, to which you just shook your head with a smile.

"you're totally good, don't apologize." you flashed him a smile, holding your hand out to steady his frantic form. "are you okay?" you raised your eyebrows, your expression soft as you took in the boy's appearance. he was around your age, gorgeous blue eyes and golden wavy locks.

"yes, yes, i'm okay, thank you." he smiled before laughing nervously, which you found adorable. "i'm anakin." he held out his hand for you to shake, completely oblivious to your royal status and instead flustered by your beauty.