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When Padmé and Beru met, the farmer kissed the Queen's hand. It surprised Padmé at first before realizing why she did that.
"You don't have to kiss my hand, y'know. I may be a Queen, but here's not Naboo and we're not strangers. I hope we can be very good friends!"
"Me too, my Queen." Beru's eyes became wide when she notices what she just said. "I'm sorry, Padmé. It's hard not to treat you with respect when I know you're the Queen of Naboo. I guess I panicked, it's not every day that I receive visits, especially from royalty!"
"Oh, it's okay. But please try to remember I'm just a person like everyone else, and I have not always been Queen. It isn't disrespectful to call me by my given name, actually, I'd very much like it. And Beru, the honor is mine to be welcomed here in your house. You're a splendid host, thank you."
Beru blushes at Padmé's final words and she hopes the Queen didn't notice, but Padmé gives her a small smile that leaves the woman wondering if the Queen felt shyness too. They almost touched hands while grabbing some food from the table which just made it all even more awkward. Beru's glad that Queen's have to be polite, or else she wouldn't even be able to be at the same room as Padmé if the Queen of Naboo's cheeks became red too. Beru's ashamed for thinking Padmé is prettier than everyone she has ever met, even Owen..