𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑-𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 ⇉ ANAKIN SKYWALKER

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 + 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀

Her physique, as if sculpted by the artful hands of goddesses with the help of angels, bore the curves of an hourglass, symbolizing the balance she maintained between her kindhearted nature and the fierce determination of a dangerous combatant. Her impeccable skin, a light olive canvas, was flawless and smooth like silk, reminiscent of the serene plains of her home planet. It was said that her large, dark brown eyes, deep and lustrous as the finest chocolate, held the sparkle of the very stars that guided travelers through the night sky. The brown curls of her long hair cascaded down her back like a flowing waterfall, voluminous and glossy, and framing her symmetrical face with a regal elegance. And when Bella spoke, her voice, sweet and melodious as a siren's song, carried the weight of her gentle soul like the lullabies of Alderaan, soothing the weary and uplifting the downtrodden.

Yet, for all her gentleness, Bella Trueblood was a warrior at heart, her green lightsaber a testament to her exceptional skill and her ruthlessness in the face of darkness. The Trueblood Jedi fought through the battlefield with a feline grace. Clad in her trademark catsuit that spoke of her natural agility and strength, it hugs her athletic form like a second skin, the glossy white material reflecting the starry galaxy. Her lethal blade a blur of emerald light, each strike a fatal note in the symphony of her resolve. In Bella, the galaxy had found not just a princess, but a fierce protector, whose seductive beauty was as much a weapon as the lightsaber she wielded with such deadly precision.

One fateful day led the young girl into the care of Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi. The Force hummed around Bella, an unusual, yet mighty melody that the two Jedi could sense within the princess, guiding her steps and whispering of a destiny far greater than the life of royalty Bella had known. Qui-Gon, ever attuned to the whispers of the Force, recognized the symphony within her and knew that the Force had intertwined their paths for a purpose. With a gentle nod from his Jedi Master, Obi-Wan offered his hand to the young princess, and together, the two newfound friends stepped into the tapestry of fate, woven by the Force, embarking on a journey that would shape galaxies.

𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐊𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑, a Jedi Knight cloaked in the shadows of his own turmoil, found a glimmer of solace in the deep brown eyes of Bella Trueblood, a princess whose spirit burned as fiercely as the twin suns of Tatooine. At first sight, Anakin became romantically drawn to Bella's beauty, intelligence, passion, and strength of character, and he found himself increasingly infatuated with her as the years passed by. Her beauty was not merely a facade; it was the armor of her soul, radiant and unyielding. Anakin, whose heart had been a battleground for love and duty, surrendered to the forbidden allure that Bella embodied. In her, he saw not just a kindred spirit, but the promise of a love as infinite as the stars. They were doomed to end terribly, after all their love was forbidden.

Bella, one of the galaxy's strongest Force-users like young Skywalker himself, had faced countless adversaries alongside her master, her green lightsaber a blur of justice. Yet, there was one battle she refused to engage in—the skirmish of the heart. She knew the path of a Jedi was solitary, their commitment to the Force unwavering. Love, a fleeting temptation, could unravel the threads of focus and duty. A Jedi's only love was pledged to the Force, not to another. So, young Trueblood guarded her heart with the same vigilance as she did the galaxy, her emotions as controlled as her emerald blade.

Master Mace Windu had trained Bella to sever ties, to stand alone against the shadow of the dark side. But in the quiet moments, under the vast canvas of stars with a pair of beautiful blue eyes on her mind and his gifted japor snippet around her neck, Bella allowed herself to wonder about the warmth of a shared glance, the strength found in another's embrace, and the possibility of a love that could defy the code. The Jedi Order was strict, no one would break the rule in fear of suspension and attachment that would lead a Jedi down a dangerous path to the dark side.