Surrendered

Chapter 36: Rey

I awoke to an empty bed, but carried on my morning as normal spending time with Lyra before there was a knock at the door. It was Ushar, I was glad to see him.

"What is it?" I asked him, as he removed his helmet he looked conflicted.

"The scavenger is on the Supremecy, Ren has brought her to Snoke."

I nodded, I had suspected that this was coming. 

"Is she alive?" I asked him.

He nodded. "For now, Ren wants to turn her."

"I know." I sighed. "She's too light, Snoke is going to kill her isn't he?" 

"I think you're right my lady."

"I need to go to Kylo, he will take this badly. I can't let him lose his mind. Arrange a guard for Lyra we'll go to the Supremecy. 

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We left shortly after a team of nanny droids and guards were left to look after Lyra. The rest of the knights joined us onto our shuttle.

"Why are we following her? She's not our leader." Cardo shot at me

"She is Lady Ren, you answer to her as much as our master. She has the best intentions for him." Ushar was exasperated, he'd clearly had this argument before.  

"Ren left us behind for a reason." Trudgen argued.

"Our purpose is to restore order to the galaxy, the scavenger can cause chaos."

The ship docked, but most of the knights continued to refuse to move.

"We shouldn't be here," Kuruk spoke up, his voice a low rumble of discontent. "This is Kylo's mission, not ours."

"Kylo isn't in the right mind, he is blinded by the visions with the scavenger." I rolled my eyes. "Aren't you supposed to be loyal to him?"

Finally, Ushar stepped forward, his voice cutting through the chaos with quiet authority. "We may disagree on the best course of action," he said, his gaze sweeping over the gathered Knights. "But we are bound by our allegiance to each other. Whatever decision we make, we make it together."

I smiled with gratitude to Ushar, his words had struck a chord with the other knights. 

"We go forward," I declared, my voice steady despite the doubts that still lingered. "Together, as one."

As the doors to Snoke's throne room slid open with a hiss, the Knights of Ren and I stepped inside, our footsteps echoing against the polished floors. The room was bathed in an eerie red light, casting long shadows that danced across the walls.

My heart clenched in my chest at the sight before us—Rey, elevated on a platform before Snoke's throne, her expression a mask of determination. And kneeling before Snoke, his posture rigid with tension, was Kylo, his eyes locked on Rey with a mixture of conflict and resolve.

Tension crackled in the air as we entered, the Knights exchanging wary glances as we assessed the situation before us. Rey's gaze flickered over us, a silent plea for help that resonated deep within my soul.

"Snoke," I called out, my voice ringing out in the silence of the throne room. "Release her."

Snoke regarded us with amusement, his twisted grin sending a shiver down my spine. "Lady Ren has brought along the Knights of Ren," he crooned, his voice dripping with malice. "How delightful of you to join us."

Snoke's eyes glittered with amusement as he turned his attention to Kylo, his expression unreadable. "And what of you, my apprentice?" he mused, his voice a velvet whisper. "The son of darkness, are you ready to complete your training and fulfil your destiny?" His voice purred with ecstasy.