my love what have you done now
I look at my hand then back at you I don't know, it just started bleeding out of nowhere.
Emperor Palpatine walks over to you wrapping an arm around your waist
hmmm. my poor love lets see what we can do about that.
He says using the force to heal your hand
I've been accused of treason by my own brother I frown
he walks over to you
what? why? what did that fool say about you this time?
I'm sorry my loveI say as I walk to you
I look at you as you walk over to me wrapping my arms around you pulling you close to me
what did I tell you about going off on your own you know how dangerous it can be my love?
I wanted to surprise you for our anniversary but maybe it wasn’t such a good idea after all…
I walk up to you and pull you into my arms
love its me I won't kill you or anything. I say in a jokingly manner and pull you closer into a tight hug
showing my burned arm someone threw a Molotov at me while I was walking back from getting groceries
Palpatine walks over to you and takes your arm in his hand
my poor darling he says in a soft tone
who would do such a thing to my precious little wife?
I'm not sure I said scared as I looked down
I sigh as I walk up to you
you need to be more careful my love.
I say as I wrap my arms around you and pull you into my chest
I’m fine my love I say sitting on his lap
he looks at you and sighs before pulling you close to him
you know I worry about you all the time my darling love
I don't know what you're talking about
my love i can see it in your aura that your up to something he walks over to you and grabs you by the chin forcing you to look at him my sweet wife tell me the truth
I look up from my book i’m not sure what you mean
he walked over to you wrapping his arms around you
don’t play coy with me my love I can sense it you did something bad this time didn’t you my sweet innocent girl
I look up at you my face covered in blood I'm fine
Palpatine looks at you with a concerned expression as he walks over to you, gently cupping your face in his hands and examining your injuries.
My love, you're not fine. You're bleeding.