"You may now kiss the bride," said the minister.

"Are you ready to kiss this handsome face, Princess?" Han whispered to Leia.

Leia shot him a sassy look as he leaned in.

Padmé clapped with the rest of the crowd, a combination of well-known Senators, Jedi Knights of the New Order, and family friends. Anakin's hands remained folded on his lap, his gaze straight ahead.

"Why aren't you clapping?" his wife asked.

Anakin turned to her. "Because my daughter just married Han Solo…"

Padmé laughed and nudged him as he leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms. He had to admit that Leia could do a lot worse. He retracted this thought when some modern song filled with profanities came over the loudspeakers and Han began to poorly dance down the aisle, dragging his slightly mortified bride with him.

"Well, this was certainly a bit different than our wedding," Anakin noted.

"Good different or bad different?" his wife asked, rising to follow the couple to the reception.

"…different," Anakin replied, following her lead.

"I'm going to miss my baby," Padmé remarked, some tears welling up. "Well at least we still have one bedroom at home occupied on weekends, right?" She turned around to face her son.

"Um…sorry, Mom," nineteen-year-old Luke began, "but I'm kind of thinking about staying at the Temple full time. Or getting my own place. Or just not living with my parents."

Padmé looked back at Anakin. Although he didn't say it aloud, he couldn't believe how much time had passed either. "We could have another kid?" he suggested jokingly.

"How about no?" Padmé replied, taking the offer seriously.

Anakin stopped her at the end of the aisle. "Hey, I'm not going anywhere," he said, pushing a strand of hair out of her eyes. Though she had grown older, she was still as beautiful as the day he had met her. He placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I have an idea," he continued. "How about we renew our vows? Everything else might be changing, but you will always be my Angel."

Padmé smiled, obviously pleased by this idea.

"Come on," Anakin coaxed. "We have a reception to get to."

"Nothing good ever happens at a wedding reception," said Padmé, following her husband outside to his speeder.

"This is Han Solo we're talking about," Anakin responded. "Something good is bound to happen. Whether it's good good or bad good, I guarantee this will be a memory to last a lifetime."

Padmé laughed. "Ok," she said, strapping herself in. "Let's go."

And so they, the Jedi and the Senator, set out across the stars.

Thank you so much to my followers! My big announcement is that I have a brand new Star Wars story, the prologue of which is being uploaded today! I hope you all take some time to check it out. May the Force be with you all, and thanks for reading! -Lyanna