"Anakin Skywalker, teacher -" Padmé smiled and laid back as well, curling up against Anakin so she could look up into the shady, slightly rustling leaves. It was relaxing, comforting. She felt safe, in no small means, laying there with Anakin. She could certainly see doing it again if given the chance.
"That's something we haven't done before the wedding!" Padmé shifted a little to look up at Anakin's face. "What are we doing about surnames? My brother-in-law took on Naberrie due to the name being of more social note than his family's name. Last time, since it was a secret, I'm guessing that we kept our names the same."
Padmé wasn't sure what idea she liked. She did know she liked the idea of turning it to something light and, with a hint of a smirk, she pointed out, "And there's the matter of my royal name. Anakin Amidala? Does that sound funny?"