Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

Sweet Revenge

On a visit to Tatooine to meet a potential suitor, things take a turn for the worst and you end up in the hands of one of the most feared figures in the galaxy

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A potential suitor? Your heart fluttered within your chest as you stood before your vanity, adding the finishing touches to your hair. You couldn't believe the day had finally come where someone actually wanted to (possibly) marry you.

It was always your twin step sisters who got everything before you ever did, no matter what. But you never paid it too much mind, even when your life wasn't as thrilling as theirs...

Your father was married to the queen of your home planet after your mother—the queen's advisor—had passed away. You were only a few years old when the tragedy happened, but you knew you had a much stronger connection with your mother than the women who was your step mother.

Taking a step back and eyeing yourself in the mirror: soft ringlets of curls hanging over your breathable, baby blue off the shoulders gown, you beamed. You had never felt so enthusiastic over something relating to companionship... but you were twenty three and—for many in the upper rankings—it was becoming quite too late if you were reaching your mid twenties and you had yet to be wedded.

However... your stepsisters were a different story together, seeing as they are five years older than you.

"My dear Y/N, are you ready?" One of your step sisters—Lita—asked as she peeked from behind your door. "The shuttle leaves in five minutes, we must get going," she grinned as you nodded.

"Of course!" You eagerly nodded with blush tinting your cheeks. "I will be there in a minute."

"Wonderful, see you there!" With a smile, Lita turned and shut the door. Instantly frowning and stomping along the hallway with a roll of her eyes, she bumped into her twin—Lara. "The little brat is almost ready. She's wearing those pathetic pastels again."

"She dresses like such a child, no wonder no one wants to marry her," Lara scoffed. "Mother knows best when she lets the little rat shop on her own." Bursting out into laughter with her twin, the two made their way over to the hangar, impatiently waiting for your arrival.

Splashing a bit of perfume on your neck as you then slid your feet into your heels, you gave yourself a confident nod in the mirror before exiting your room. The twins hardly gave you information on the man you'd soon be meeting, claiming he was very handsome, wealthy, and powerful. They didn't want to go into too much detail, not wanting you to get too nervous—they believed it to be best you had minimal information on the suitor.

But you still were... The idea of meeting someone—a wealthy man who had a high title amongst his peers—was enough to get you nerves jumpy. You hadn't even met him yet and you were already feeling shy.

Approaching the hangar and making your way into the shuttle your step sisters had been waiting in, you quietly took your seat across from them as you crossed your legs. Placing your hands on top of one another, just on your thigh, you sat with a straight back and a racing heart.

"Nervous, hmm?" Lita hummed.

"A bit..." You softly spoke.

"Oh, I'm sure he's dying to see you," she chuckled as Lara nodded in agreement.

"He's never really been a suitor before," Lara added. "He's actually never considered marriage but he was convinced and now he'd love to meet you!"