soka-tano:“Padme,” he said softly. Gently. Almost regretfully. “I will not tell th
soka-tano:“Padme,” he said softly. Gently. Almost regretfully. “I will not tell the Council of this. Any of it. I’m very sorry to burden you with this, and I—I hope I haven’t upset you too much. We have all been friends for so long… and I hope we always will be.” “Thank you, Obi-Wan,” she said faintly. She couldn’t look at him. From the corner of her eye she saw him incline his head respectfully and turn to go. For a moment she said nothing, but as his footsteps receded she said, “Obi-Wan?” She heard him stop. “You love him, too, don’t you?” When he didn’t answer, she turned to look. He stood motionless, frowning, in the middle of the expanse of buff carpeting. “You do. You love him.” He lowered his head. He looked very alone.—Revenge of the Sith by Matthew Stover -- source link
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