Reign | Reylo Medieval AU

Chapter 8

Rey keeps the engagement a secret, afraid of what her father will do or say when he finally finds out. Knowing him very well, he will never approve of it. He only became close to the royals so Rey and Rose never had to do anything with them.

The diamond ring is hidden in her pocket but Rey likes to take it out when no one is looking to examine the jewelry—fascinated by how it reflects in the light.

Poe hasn't even bothered to get her a ring yet. Maybe he can't afford one and his family isn't as rich as he would like everyone to believe—or maybe he doesn't care simply because he sees Rey as a possession rather than a companion.

Kylo has never left Rey's mind. From their very first meeting—to him saving her life—and ultimately proposing to her.

Looking out the window from her bedroom, she spots the Black Castle on the horizon. She wonders what he's doing right now—if he's feeling lonely. He must be. It hasn't been confirmed by anyone yet everyone believes the supposedly rumors that states Kylo was kidnapped from his parents when he was just a toddler and Snoke burned down Kylo's village to cover his sinister tracks. Maybe it was Kylo's intention all along to kill Snoke and take over the crown to avenge his parents and rise above tragedy.

Kylo is a mysteryeven the people that are most close to him know hardly anything about him. He doesn't let anyone in.

Rey feels pity on his behalf. Though it was short-lived, Rey has at least felt a mother's love.

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No one questions it when the king requests for another attendance at the Black Castle. Rey's stomach turns when the announcement is made knowing exactly what's about to go down.

Poe shows up shortly after the news broke out. Rey rolls her eyes when no one is looking. He's been hanging around her home for four months now continuously—stuck like glue. Rey has made it painfully obvious how she feels about him but it doesn't matter how straightforward she is to him—he's not going anywhere. Either he's delirious or he doesn't care. Rey doesn't know what angers her most. He must be pretty ludicrous to keep pursuing a girl that has no interest in him and is not going to change her mind about it.

Rey combs her hair for the third time today, feeling it is out of place and gets tangled too easy. Usually, she hates dressing up for the royals but this time she wants to look good for once—for Kylo. She decides to go with her characteristic hairstyle: A triplet bun.

She hears a whistle behind her back and pivots to see Poe standing in her doorway to her bedroom. She growls faintly, not liking how he invades her private space. He knows he's not welcome in her bedroom and again he doesn't care. It seems Poe has made it his mission to do the opposite of everything Rey asks of him—and it only aggravates her displeasing feelings toward him.

Clearly, Poe knows nothing about wooing women. Maybe that's the reason he's never settled down and has only proposed to one woman in his whole life. Twice.

"Don't you look exquisite." He eyes her full form up and down while she chooses to not acknowledge his presence by simply refusing to look at him.

"Thanks," Rey mutters under her breath hoping her rejection will make him go away.

It doesn't.

She gasps when he places two hands on her hips and she immediately slaps them away. "Get off me."

Poe doesn't like this. He roughly grabs one of her wrists and painfully twists it. "Stop," Rey laments, her face scrunching up in discomfort. "You're hurting me."

"I will touch you whenever I feel like it." He narrows his eyes and pulls her body closer to him. "We are getting married whether you like it or not. You belong to me so you might as well get used to me doing whatever the heck I want to do to you."