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01 February 2010 @ 05:03 am
Fic: ‘Silent (holy) contemplations.’  
Title: Silent (holy) contemplations.
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: (G)
Time Period: Immediately after AotC.
Summary: What a holy man is called upon to witness.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q. or check this post for the definition).

I always wondered what the holy man presiding over the Senator’s wedding to a Jedi might be thinking.

Then I tossed in the fact it wasn’t Anakin she was marrying and what might be thought of that, how to reconcile it before being confronted by a very obviously in love couple.

I don’t think this holy man had a chance to reconcile rumour and the truth in front of him but I’ll let anyone who reads this decide for themselves whether it did or not.

All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Lucas; I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by him.


The holy man waited patiently. A hundred different scents from a hundred different plants rose and surrounded them. Vines and leaves dropped silent leaves and flowers, the water from the nearby lake lapped gently against the shore. The sun was hidden from easy sight but its presence trickled downward through the leaves and trees. The sky was blue, moreso than the holy man had seen it in recent years.

He released a deep breath slowly. Amongst the many smells, the holy man thought he could smell one of the flowers used in the making of blossomwine; he would need to ask leave of the Senator if he could visit to investigate the garden whilst she was next on Coruscant. His eyes drifted to the man standing next to him. They were both shaded from the afternoon sun but was that not sweat upon the Jedi’s brow? He resisted the impulse to chuckle good-naturedly; he had seen many men nervous before they were married.

It was a pity this union had to be secret. Amidala was a beloved former Queen of her people; everyone would have wanted to rejoice in her good fortune. The holy man slipped his hands inside his sleeves. He bowed his head in apparent holy contemplation. In truth, he was considering the difference between what he saw and what he had heard.

He had heard the rumours that the Senator had been on-planet recently with a Jedi. He had also heard the rumours that they had come to Varykino; a romantic tryst had been whispered amongst those who served the Senator when she was in residence at the villa by the lake (one of his sister’s younger daughters were among the handmaidens who attended the Senator). He had heard a description of that Jedi – his niece had been very giggly when she had spoken of him – but this Jedi did not match that description: young, broad of shoulders, blonde. This Jedi did not look like the Jedi he had heard described by his niece. This Jedi was broad-shouldered, certainly, but bearded. He did not recall his niece mentioning a beard in her breathless descriptions …

The Jedi rested his hand upon his lightsabre; the movement alerted the holy man to the woman now upon the path and he looked up from his study of his feet. His mind no longer wandered upon the path of rumour but was fixed upon the former Queen. She glowed, her hand reaching out for the hand the Jedi had rested upon the hilt of the deactivated lightsabre. He saw the smile pass between them, something secret and sacred; he looked away. Her hair flowed loosely, denoting her maidenhood, the white of the gown and veil covering her hair indicating purity. She was a gift to the Jedi, by tradition. She …

She was radiant, he saw, when they both approached and stood before him. He could see no words need be said and both sets of eyes, brown and blue, rested on him. He smiled broadly and began the quietly solemn words made sacred by what he had just seen pass between the two standing before him.
Nataliebriseis_kenobi on January 31st, 2010 09:21 pm (UTC)
OMG, that was so beautiful! I love the way you described the holy man's thoughts and the lovely Obidala wedding!♥

I can't wait for more!=D Love it!

F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on February 1st, 2010 05:47 am (UTC)
I love the way you described the holy man's thoughts and the lovely Obidala wedding!♥
It always seemed unfair, somehow, not to know what the holy man was thinking at the time of the wedding.

It was also nice to write from someone else's point-of-view, to see how they saw the love between them!

I can't wait for more!=D Love it!
Thank you! It was fun to write this and I know, tucked away in the back of my mind, there's a few more stories waiting to be told.
Angel... Dark Wings Descending...: obiwanawesomeangel_in_tears on January 31st, 2010 10:42 pm (UTC)
Awwww that is beautiful :) I love the holy man's contemplations and that it's Obi-Wan there. Perfect :)
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on February 1st, 2010 05:50 am (UTC)
Thank you!

I was always curious as to what that holy man could've been thinking. It was also nice, I think, to see Obi-Wan there instead of Anakin - throwing in a bit of a twist.
Armchair DM: Igor: Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!armchairdm on February 1st, 2010 11:27 am (UTC)
Oh wow. Love the different point of view.
F. J.: Three candlesmorethanacandle on February 1st, 2010 11:47 am (UTC)
Thank you!
kenobifan: obidala wedding black and whitelealynnkenobi on February 1st, 2010 04:04 pm (UTC)
Be still my heart. That was lovely.

And Padme married the "right" Jedi. :)

Edited at 2010-02-01 04:05 pm (UTC)
F. J.: Golden Candlesmorethanacandle on February 2nd, 2010 06:06 am (UTC)
Be still my heart. That was lovely.
Thank you.

And Padme married the "right" Jedi. :)
And this makes me glad I changed Jedi that was being married when I wrote it.
pronker: obidalaflarepronker on February 2nd, 2010 01:08 am (UTC)
It's a lyrical point of view story, very nice and I smiled at the thought of the holy man thinking of his libations of blossom wine and how he could get some from her garden.
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on February 2nd, 2010 06:07 am (UTC)
Thank you; I was hoping to get the holy man's point of view across in the story and to hear it came out so nicely is good to know.