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In the immediate aftermath of the invasion, Amidala attended Qui-Gon Jinn's ritual cremation in a funeral temple of Theed to pay her respects.
Finally, a huge parade was held in the Naboo capital to celebrate the official unification of the humans and Gungans.
During the ceremony, which was attended by Chancellor Palpatine, the members of the Jedi CouncilObi-Wan Kenobi, and Anakin Skywalker, Amidala handed over a symbolic orb to an overjoyed Boss Nass as a symbol of peace between the long-warring peoples. As the square erupted with applause, Amidala shared an unseen smile with Anakin.
If we offer the Separatists violence, they can only show us violence in return! Many will lose their lives. All will lose their freedom. In the time of her rule, the Naboo had grown so fond of Amidala that there was widespread talk that the constitution should be amended to allow her another term.
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And my mother — Natalie Portman — she wears three million. She walks through a doorway and there's another outfit. It's like the Liberace of sci-fi changing of clothes. He suggested that her costumes be more "sultry in nature. Because she's pregnant, I wanted a soft quality to be apparent in the fabrics that were used.Anakin Gives Padme A Japor Snippet [1080p]
Biggar remarks that the Peacock Gown had been one of her favorite designs and that much time and money had been invested in these particular costumes.
The velvet robe was ultimately re-used for a short scene filmed during pick-up photography, thus appearing in the film, and features on the DVD cover art.
The costumes went on display in the exhibit Dressing A Galaxy: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe In Cloak of Deception, she is described as having "a slight figure and a lovely, feminine face.
She was remarkably solemn for one so young. It was clear that she took her responsibilities with the utmost seriousness. Her childhood and adolescence is sacrificed to public service. She is not, however, an advocate of appeasement, as she is willing to use "aggressive negotiations" to preserve democracy.
Episode II — Attack of the Clones she fights squads of battle droids with hand-to-hand combat and a blaster. She is an expert markswoman; in the Star Wars: It was his fault!
He killed Palpatine and now Padme was dying… "What can you do? We're not sure there's much more we can do to help the Senator.
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They couldn't just give up on her like this — he wouldn't let them. Save the three of them! The war was over.
I understand this is an impossible choice but —" "Anakin? She was going to live, she had to live. Both she and the children were going to survive this; he swore it to the very Force itself. No, you have to save them! The doctors couldn't operate, their focus would be on the babies, not Padme and she could die — he needed all three of them alive!
There had to be another way. There was always a way out, a way to save the day… He just needed a little more time to figure it out. But they didn't have time. His babies were dying and his wife wouldn't be far behind them and suddenly his knees began to shake. He could lose them all. We have permission from the mother to operate, Crix please begin to sterilise the tools and I'll inject the —" Astrid began, slipping a fresh pair of bright blue gloves over her fingers and Anakin forced himself to stand tall once more.
Anakin felt himself pale at the sight of it despite his anger. It's all going to be over soon. Their fingers laced together, and though she attempted to squeeze his hand, the motion was faint and Anakin barely felt it. Either way, they broke his heart and tears of his own sprung into his eyes. No… No, it couldn't end this way.
They weren't going to end this way… Not after everything they'd been through to simply be together, it couldn't be ripped away right as their lives were about to begin! Her face crumpled suddenly, "I love you, Anakin. She was slipping away. He was losing her! I know you are! I need you to hold on, Padme… Our babies need you to hold on! One last try, come on… Give it everything, Padme, come on…" "We need to operate now!
Padme could do this, they could do this. She nodded slightly, eyes falling shut again, squeezed tightly in concentration and bracing against the pain.
Her back arched as she began to push once more and the droid awaited between her legs. He focused on her face, on the ever weakening thumping of the twins' heartbeats and willed that they live, all three of them. In that moment, Padme sat straighter, screaming at the top of her lungs at the pain of it all, and set her jaw, grinding it in slow circles as the EW-3 chanted encouragingly.
I can see the head! They're coming now… Come on…" A moment passed, and then, the most delightfully relieving sound filled the air, louder than Padme's cries, the piercing wail of an infant utterly distressed at being brought into the world, out of their mother's warmth. Anakin's heart dropped into his stomach as Astrid passed the squirming pink bundle of tiny limbs immediately into the heated cradling paddle of the birthing droid to be checked over for any immediate illnesses.
The droid's diagnostic servers lit up to measure the child's heartbeat and one tense moment later, through the softly voiced beeps, the baby was declared in perfect health and Anakin's legs buckled.
Wedding of Anakin Skywalker and Padmé Amidala
The droid's anti-gravity repulsorlifts drew it close to Anakin offering the little one to his arms and through he trembled like a Naboo leaf in the wind; he gently eased the child into the crook of his arm, cradling the head after being chastised by the Crix for not doing so right away. The boy scrunched his perfect little face up toward his father and kicked high into the air with his pink legs and two more tears made their way onto the Jedi's face.
He had a son… He had a little boy… After a moment, blue eyes blinked their way open and Anakin's breath fled his lungs. He was so beautiful. The most perfect little creature that ever existed. After another moment of admiration of the squirming bundle of joy in his arms, Anakin carefully fell to his knees by the birthing bench holding the boy up to meet his mother.
He wished she had enough strength to take him for herself, but that she was able to open her eyes was a miracle within itself right now. But, the moment's reprieve was beautiful. We both could be right. The moment passed quickly, however, as another contraction took hold of his love's body, forcing her to push against it, to bring their second baby into the Galaxy. But this time Anakin couldn't hold her hand or brush her damp hair out of her face, as their son rested quietly in his arms, but he once more fell into the Force and felt the presence of the boy in his arms too as his sibling came closer and closer to the light.
He had a daughter. A son and a daughter. Said daughter's wails outmatched her brother's by a Tatooine pod-racing mile, outraged by her new surroundings and at the droid who scanned her vitals. They had a little Princess it seemed. The plain white medical shift she'd been helped into was ruined by sweat, the remains of childbirth and far, far too much blood.
More than enough to have killed her, he thought, blanching. With a gentle sigh, Padme's head fell lifelessly to the left once more as consciousness abandoned her without allowing her so much as a glance toward their new daughter. But he sensed her life, her heartbeat and they were strong despite what she'd endured and Anakin had never been prouder.
It's relatively normal for women to lose their consciousness after such a difficult delivery; she should wake up in a few hours. They were alive… His twins were safe and alive… They were here and perfect and Anakin was overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught of love for them that filled his heart.
All the dread he'd felt at the prospect of their birth was gone, replaced by something beautiful and light. An excitement to meet them properly when they were cleaned and named with their mother awake to hold them in her arms. Stranger than that, Anakin felt as if he'd been saved. Rescued from himself by these two little things. What might he have done to ensure their safe arrival? Sold his soul to the devil and carried out his demands.
Sheev Palpatine was dead and so too were the powers he'd whispered about over life and death. But when Anakin looked into the eyes of his children — no matter how much his daughter screamed at him — he didn't care. He didn't need those powers. He'd trusted in the light and his family were safe.
His eyes fell shut in reverence. This was his salvation. He didn't need titles, or power or respect or trust. Not when Padme was alive, not when his son's little feet kicked upwards toward his face, not when his daughter reached out and he caught her little fist with his finger.
He needed only that. It was late evening when Anakin returned to the private medical ward that hosted his family after visiting with the Naberrie's and announcing the birth of his children as per Padme's request.