Chapter Twenty-Two

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(Rey's dress) ^^^

Today was the day of Rey's fifteenth birthday and her birthday party. She woke up to the sun shining on her face from her window. Kylo walked in with a droid carrying two trays of food and they had breakfast together. Rey's new favorite: waffles with strawberries.

After that, Kylo left to take care of business and a small group of maids helped Rey bathe and get dressed so that she could go out and get her nails and hair done for her party. Kylo wanted to make her feel like the most important girl in the galaxy, which she was of course.

Rey's handmaids surrounded her and royal guards surrounded them, so she was extra protected. They walked through the city, heading to several shops and salons. Rey got a mani-pedi with light pink nail polish with gold foil bits on her ring fingernails. Her long hair was done up in bouncy, shiny curls.

Now all they had to get was her dress.

Rey took a long time picking out the right dress. When she had finally found the right one, it was put on the Emperor's tab and would be sent to their quarters for the party. Rey and her entourage headed back to the palace.

It was time for her party.

Everyone of importance was there. Kings, queens, princesses and princes, dukes, generals, admirals, and more! There were platters of food and languages of all kinds from all different cultures.

They waited in the ballroom for Rey to arrive. Kylo talked to his Knights about watching Rey at all times. He didn't want anything ruining his sweetheart's birthday.

"Never let her out of your sights. Keep anyone suspicious away from her." He ordered.

The room suddenly went quiet. Everyone looked up to the top of the grand staircase and "oohed" and "awed" and whispered about how pretty and grown-up she looked.

Kylo smiled and walked up the stairs to stand by her. She had a little bit of makeup on, with the biggest smile.

"You look stunning, sweetheart." He whispered, kissing her cheek.

"And you look very handsome." She giggled.

"Shall we?" He held out his hand.

Rey took his hand in hers and he led her down the grand staircase and into the ballroom. Kylo was going to take her to the very middle where they would dance together. As they passed, guests and couples complimented Rey, who thanked them in return. They had reached the center of the room.

"Kylo..." Rey whispered, "everyone's staring."

"As they should," Kylo whispered back.

A beautiful tune began to play and Kylo Ren guided the love of his life in a slow, romantic waltz.

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