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“Senator Amidala!! Senator Amidala!! Horrendous news, my lady!” Cithri ran through the Senate halls in search of Padmé. He tripped over his skirt a few times, his jewelry clanging together loudly. He finally found her in her office, startling Padmè as he tripped again. “Senator! I’ve received urgent news from Master Skywalker.”
“Speak Cithri, what’s wrong?” Padmé rose, concerned. Urgent news from Anikin could range anywhere between amazing to horrendously terrible. “Is he in danger? Are he and Artu safe?”
“Oh, my Lady, it’s just perfect!” Cithri looked around, making sure that no one could hear them before leaning close to her. “He’s planned the most romantic getaway for the two of you. He’s booked a resort on Alderaan, with a perfect view of the mountains. All to celebrate your wedding anniversary!”
Padmé sighed, sitting back in her chair “Don’t scare me like that Cithri. You made it seem like something terrible had happened.” She smiled, “A romantic getaway, you say?”
Cithri gave her a sheepish grin “Sorry my Lady. Have to keep the secret somehow. But yes, he’s planned everything out for maximum relaxation and quality time together.”
“Did he plan to get rid of you and Artu as well?”
“My Lady!”
“I’m joking, Cithri. But it would be nice to be completely alone with Anakin for once.” Padmé stood up, messing with Cithri’s golden curls “Usually, you and Artu are trailing right behind us wherever we go. It’s not that we don’t enjoy your company–”
“Ah, you needn’t explain yourself, my Lady. I understand the need for privacy. Artu and I can go our separate ways once we land on Alderaan.” Cithri beamed “And I’ll make sure that Artu causes no trouble while we’re there, you know how his language can cause a stir.”
“Please do. We don’t need to bail Artu out of jail, again.” Padmé patted Cithri’s cheek. We will meet Ani and Artu when they return.”
“Of course. My Lady” Cithri bowed, smiling. He couldn’t wait for the trip to Alderaan, and he couldn’t wait to see Artu again.