Mercy

Family Secrets

                                 (Reader's POV)

  For the second time today, I was escorted somewhere I did not want to go. The same irritating Stormtroopers unlatched my chair and placed me in cuffs. They dragged me out of the room and into the dark hallway. We went left, then right, then left again, taking multiple turns. The number of doors grew scarcer as we walked on. Then I spotted it, at the end of the long passageway, a tall, black, singular doorframe. It had to be the Commander's quarters. The closer we got to approaching it, the more my nerves were on edge. What is he going to do to me in his own personal space that he couldn't do in the interrogation room??  Before one of the Stormtroopers had a chance to press any switches, it opened on its own. I gulped, feeling my heartbeat in my throat. From an outside glance, his chamber looked very spacious. They pulled me inside the entrance, into a cozy lounge. It kept up with the theming of the rest of the base, black smooth walls, and black tiled flooring. The room in the very back had a full wall paned with full-length windows, with a desk facing them. I spotted snowflakes softly falling to the ground below outside. We never got snow on Naboo, in fact, I had never seen snowfall before. Seeing it just outside made me want to press my face up to the glass, but reluctantly I was detained. I wonder what planet their base is on??? A large black sofa and two black loveseats faced a black, sleek fireplace in the center of the living space. I looked to the right, seeing an up-to-date, industrialized, all-black kitchen accompanied by a modern, long dining table. A hiss to the left of the loft disrupted my examination of his elegant living conditions. Kylo Ren strutted out, lacking his cape. I quickly glanced down. I heard the thud of his boots on the tile.

"Those won't be necessary." He acknowledged. I looked back up and saw him motioning to my handcuffs.

I glared back at his reflective helmet as the Stormtrooper on my left side removed my restraints. The cuffs unlocked, leaving behind red marks on my wrists.

"Dismissed." He ordered his men. 

I turned behind me to watch the Stormtroopers leave, not wanting to be left alone with this monster of a man. I slowly faced back forward, wondering what more he wanted out of me. 

He paced over to the windows in his office. "I was informed that you have not been eating your meals."

That's what he wanted to say? He turned his head to me. He didn't have to say anything, I knew he was expecting me to respond. "I wasn't hungry."

"Liar." He now fully turned around. "Sit." He pointed to the long sofa.

I learned my lesson not to anger him, so I carefully stepped over to the couch and sat in the far-right corner. He went and sat in the armchair to my left. Even though the chair he sat in was fairly big, he managed to make it look small compared to his size. I recognized just how sturdy he was, his shoulders were broad. I'm curious, does his face match his figure?

I heard him hum briefly. "Why won't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"We must keep you alive. For your sake, I suggest you do so."

"Why do you have any concern about if I eat or not? What else must you keep me alive for?"

He lightly laughed. "You haven't put the pieces together yet Princess?"

Not that term of endearment again. "Apparently not, care to enlighten me?" My patience for not understanding my predicament was growing weary.

He leaned back in the armchair, stretching out his legs. "I can be considerate and make you a deal, or I can be the monster you perceive me as, your choice."