Anakin couldn't count the number of times he'd fixed his appearance for the wedding. Even though it was private, due to Jedi ways, and only the two of you were there.

The person he was getting married to was Padmé's sister. Honestly, he thought she had no siblings, but she did..And something sparked between them. It developed - not the way he thought it should. He thought he would fall in love with Padmé, but fate pointed to someone else and he don't regret it.

He had captured the hearts of many, but it wasn't the same as now.

As the day of the wedding approached, his heart swelled with excitement and anticipation. He worked tirelessly with them to prepare for their special day, ensuring that every detail was perfect. Finally, as the day arrived, he exchanged vows in the ceremony.

"Don't stress out." He teased quietly after one of the vows. Although he could see they were more excited about it.