First I’m glad to hear you are doing well after your surgery, second can we have more of people realizing Palpatine does creepy shit. A lot.
Obi-Wan shifted
his body subtle, sliding himself enough to block Anakin from view
with his decidedly bigger bulk. ‘If he doesn’t stop looking at
Anakin like that, I will throw him out a window.’ The young knight
thought.
There were a lot
of things he didn’t associate himself with.
Vicious was one of
them.
But if Palpatine
didn’t turn his eyes elsewhere, he would become it.
‘Master, I’m
alright.’ Anakin offered
through their bond.
To be honest he didn’t mind the attention so much, Obi-Wan was
actually worried about him, worried for Anakin, caring, nice and…
‘He shouldn’t be looking at you like that Anakin. Its… its
not right. You’re twelve. He has no right to look at you like
that.’ Obi-Wan voice came quickly back even as he bowed for the
Chancellor. Yet he kept his chin raised, kept his eyes on the
Chancellor, kept him under watch.
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“Did you see the knight?”
“Yes, he never took his eyes of the Chancellor. I’d even say he
was glaring at some points.”
“I’ve heard its because of the Chancellors unnatural interest in
his ward?”
“Who, the young blond?”
“The knights padawan. He’s very protective of him I’ve heard.”
“Good lord, if the Chancellors interest indicates anything he’s
right to be on guard. That boy can’t be more then what, eleven?”
“Twelve but still.”
The whispers traveled through the Senate within hours of the meeting
between the Jedi Knight and Chancellor.
Outrage and mingled horror mingled disgust rising among several
Senators as they wondered just what kind of man they had elected into
office and how to best and quickest to remove him with someone more
suitable.
Someone like Mon Mothma.
In his room in the Jedi temple, Mace could feel several shatterpoints
break apart and dissolve, the Force suddenly growing bright as he
eased out of his meditation in surprise.
And at Dex diner, Obi-Wan watched Anakin with a small fond smile as
the blond chowed down on what was his fourth helping of Dex special
blue milk ice cream. “Honestly Anakin…”
The blond just shot him a wide grin and happily stuffed another
spoonful in his mouth. “I did offer to share.”
“I can’t eat that much milk.” Obi-Wan countered with a laugh so
the other knew he wasn’t serious.
In another world the Jedi might have allowed the Chancellors interest
in a much to young padawan continue. In another world that interest
may have cultivated into everyone’s damnation.
In this world the Senate was in uproar over the Chancellor’s
interest in a minor.
In this world Obi-Wan Kenobi wrapped his robe tightly around his too
young padawan’s shoulders and kept him shielded from sight.
In this world the Council took a good and long look at who they
allowed to be around the minors of their Order.
In this world…Anakin Skywalker grew into a Jedi Master, ready to
reform the order with his former Master’s full support.
It was time for the Jedi Order to step into a new age and open its
doors to the people it served and not the Senate it had so long been
ordered about by.
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