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"You stand before us for treason against the empire." I say.

"How'd you find us?" One says.

I grip my hand. He starts rising.

"I'll ask the questions around here." I say.

I drop him.

"Stop please!" Zeb yells.

A knight punches him in the stomach.

"Hold your tongue Lassat." I say.

I turn.

"One of you must know the location of the rebel base. Spill." I say.

They turn.

"Don't make this worse than it needs to be." I reach out my hand. 

I start using the force to get the answers out of them. I watch them wither in pain.

"Just tell me so I won't have to torture you." I say.

"We... we don't know! Only Ryder does!" One yells.

I drop my hand. Of course he would know.

"Perhaps you're telling the truth or perhaps not." I say.

"What?" Another asks.

"You might be lying." I say.

"No, no. We're not." One says.

"Swear it." I say.

"We swear." They say.

"Thank you. that wasn't so hard now, was it?" I ask.

"You got what you want kid, let them go." Rex says.

"I suppose you're right." I take out my lightsaber. 

"Kid no!" Zeb yells.

I walk forward. I swing my lightsaber. I rake it across them. I watch as the blood spills out. I let out a breath. It was quick. Painless. But painful to Rex and Zeb. Their faces... it's beautiful.

"You... monster." Zeb breathes.

"A monster? No. A prince." I say.



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