His words hung in the air about them; thick with emotion and concern; as dire a prediction as anyone in the Jedi Council had ever heard uttered。 Senator Bail Organa and Mas Amedda flanked Supreme Chancellor Palpatine as he stood on the balcony; overlooking the deployment of the Republic army。 Below them; tens of thousands of clone troopers marched about in tight formations; an orderly procession that brought them in files ascending the landing ramps of the huge military assault ships。
A deep sadness marked the handsome features of Bail Organa; but when he looked over at the Supreme Chancellor; he saw there a grim determination。
On distant Naboo; in a rose…covered arbor overlooking the sparkling lake; Anakin and Padme stood hand in hand; Anakin in his formal Jedi robes and Padme in a beautiful white gown with flowered trim。 Anakin's new mechanical arm hung at his side; the fingers clenching and opening in reflexive movements。
Before them stood a Naboo holy man; his hands raised above their heads as he recited the ancient texts of marriage。
And when the proclamation was made; R2…D2 and C…3PO; bearing witness to the union; whistled and clapped。
And Anakin Skywalker and Padme Amidala shared their first kiss as husband and wife。
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