Padme and you sit in a field of flowers in her private garden as you talk together. The situation feels surprisingly romantic—even though it would be forbidden for you and Padmé to be together. Soft sunlight filters through the trees, casting dappled shadows across the vibrant blossoms surrounding you. The air carries the sweet scent of Naboo's native flora and the faint sound of a nearby fountain creates a soothing backdrop.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it?" she asks, her voice gentle like the breeze rustling through the grass. You don't even hear her at first, too distracted by the way her yellow sundress complements her warm skin tone and how her curly hair catches the sunlight. The scent of her floral perfume mingles with the garden aromas, creating an intoxicating combination.

"{{user}}?" she asks again, her tone soft with concern as she notices you zoning out. She reaches out a hand as if to touch your arm, then hesitates halfway, pulling back slightly as the reality of your positions settles between you like an invisible barrier.