Timeline: KOTFE, Disavowed. (No, this has nothing to do with the title of the fic. It's the name of the current chapter) Nova is leader of the alliance against Zakuul.
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I woke with a jolt, my face covered in tears. I had that dream again. Corso proposing to me. Our marriage. I remember his vows to me as clear as day...
"My first and last goals of everyday will be to bring a smile to your face..."
And here I was, starting off my day, and I was smiling. Smiling because I can still hear the music of love. And I was smiling through the tears as I went to bed because I now knew the dreams of him would come to me each night. They were my salvation from the stress, the overwhelming pressure of being expected to lead an army with all the experience of a general. All the demands, all the questions, the endless missions and reports of yet another innocent world being bombed by Arcann. The night was the only time I could escape into his arms again.
Corso had kept his vows. He still makes me smile, like he promised. And he's not even here.
And me? Well, I'm not fully able to keep my vows. Yes, I still love and cherish him, and miss him, more than I ever thought would be possible. But if I keeled over right now, I wouldn't be able to die in his arms. Which is why i'll never stop fighting on that battlefield. The word "give up" doesn't exist. I survived being stabbed in the stomach, I survived my heart being ripped out, I can survive droids shooting at me. I made a promise and I do not break them.
I will fight through Arcann's army alone if it means I can keep my vows. If it means I can see him again.
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