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FIDDLING NERVOUSLY WITH THE SLEEVES OF HER OVERSIZED CLOAK, Astrid watches as a group of senators walks by her without noticing her presence. She didn't mind, she was only here to catch one person's eye. It was the day she finally told him. By the time she had found out the truth behind her morning sickness, Anakin had already been sent off to the Outer Rim and she wanted to tell him in person.
She watches as Anakin's face lights up when he sees her from the corner of his eye. His curly hair was messy and his body posture oozed with a domineering and confident aura. His lips move quickly as he bids goodbye to Bail Organa and scurries over behind one of the large pillars where Astrid stood.
His built arms hug his wife's torso, spinning her around in pure glee. They'd been separated for much too long, and now that he was back in her arms, he never wanted to leave their warmth. A small hushed giggle poured from Astrid's lips as her arms tighten around her husband's neck.
