So the first drabble from
my impromptu drabble meme is done (still time for you to request something, if you want! XD). Consider it a belated birthday present,
jedi_em! ♥
100 words. PG-13ish (for
unsettling themes). Set in the same universe as
Making Her Marque but exists as a stand-alone. XD.
Anakin’s waiting for her. The glow-lamps have been lit, and Anakin’s drawn up his hood. Light-coloured hair is rare enough in Theed without drawing further attention to it.
“Is it done?” he asks, voice cracking at the end of it. It’s easy to forget when she sees him on the newsreels, so fierce and strong, that in so many ways, he’s still that little boy she met on Tatooine.
The pennyroyal lies heavy on her tongue.
“Take me home,” she says, because she wishes they actually had a home, rather than official residences and starships. “Please, just take me home.”