It had been nearly a week since I last saw him.
Engraved in my memory was the feeling of my air supply being cut off, his strong gloved hands tightening around my neck.
But the truth was that he did not kill me.
The opportunity was right in front of him, yet he knew just how to torture me enough without actually killing me. It was peculiar and almost miraculous that he had given me mercy given how I had acted and talked to him. But I wish he hadn't.
Because he was now all I thought about.
I couldn't count the number of times I'd replayed our encounters in my head. When I wasn't thinking of him, I was furious with my brain for even feeling such a way about a man that almost killed me!
But for now, I let those inner demons rest as I prepared for the day. There would be a meeting with General Brayer to see if there was any hope at freedom for our people. I was desperate to rid our citizens from the rule of the dark side, knowing that even sequestered in their homes, the dark side would still call to some of them.
My handmaids followed me out of my quarters as we took the long walk from the castle, down through the now overpopulated town square. I urged my generals and handmaids not to provoke the stormtroopers unless need be to keep us safe. I was grateful they were even letting us out of the castle.
I met General Brayer at 0900 hours.
"Greetings, Your Grace. I assure you are feeling well?" he asked respectfully.
His pale skin shined in the early morning sun and his auburn locks glistened in the light. He was baby faced for a man of his age, exactly twenty-six on the day. I remembered his father, the one who trained him, being with my parents on the day of their death. He also died in the battle that day but was the bravest general we'd ever had. There was not a second of arguing on who would take his place following his untimely departure.
It was clear to every advisor and general in Chandrila.
Brave, loyal, and noble Atlas Brayer. His son, the "golden boy."
"Yes General, much better. Thank you for your concern," I said with a smile. I tucked a stray hair around my ear, hoping my tone had been convincing enough.
Leaning in close by my ear, he whispered, "I promise you princess, if we were able to kill him for his crimes against you, we would."
It was no secret at this point as word had traveled throughout the city of Kylo and I's... disagreement. While the handmaids had tried to conceal the bruising on my neck the best they could, others still knew. This city was full of politicians that would get their hands on any information possible.
Most citizens were outraged, truly upset that such a thing would be done to their future queen. But they were helpless as were the rest of us. There was no battle to be had against Kylo Ren.
The General and I continued further into the heart of our city as I avidly sought out those who may needed aid or assistance. The First Order nurses who I had met previously had decided to stay in the city as I offered them a cottage until they could find work. They all had regained their senses once out of the rule of Ren.
"Is there any word on help from the Senate?" I questioned General Brayer, letting the handmaids relay the gorgeous lace train of my dress while we were stopped.
"I'm afraid the results are not as desired. They are too afraid to intervene, worried that Ren will come after them next. The fall of the Republic has hurt them deeply."
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Enervating Beauty (Kylo Ren x Reader)
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