"She was. Kind, warm, strong." There was a rare warmth to Vader's voice, not just love but real tenderness as well. "Fearless too. Only person I've ever know to show up to their execution with lockpicks and leave with a blaster canon." If he'd doubted he was completely, utterly in love with her? That had sealed it. "But she'd do anything for her people. Always would. Our home was busy, bright, warm. Her light just glowed through it."

"They wouldn't care. Saché was almost as beloved on Naboo as Amidala was. That girl, that child, was twelve when Naboo was invaded. She was captured, tortured - for three days, that child screamed. For three days Yané held back rescue attempts to protect their resistance. They don't know fear. They'd shove you under their robes and keep you safe." It had taken years to learn the truth of that. "He hated them already, they were already a target. Nothing you could do would make that worse."