The Final Order (Kylo Ren x Reader)

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CHAPTER NOTES: WHAT AN INCREDIBLE DAY!!!!! I don't want to take away from the monumental history being made today, but the results of the election literally skyrocketed me with happiness and motivation to finish this chapter and to continue working on what I love. Hoping this brings you some more joy. Love you guys!

I kind of think the cover art is boring. If anyone has an idea for something better, sound off, and I can give it a shot!

The dress you're wearing during ~that scene~ is Ralph and Russo's autumn/winter look 39:

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Warnings: Just uhhhh keep in mind that Kylo's behaviors are...not good. He is not nice. There will be a bit of physical roughness in this chapter. Please steer clear if that is triggering for you.

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You'd spent the duration of the journey back to the Steadfast tucked away in the main hold, sitting alone and keeping quiet so no one would bother you. And no one did. The one downside of that lied in the fact that no one told you where you could wash your hands. But you felt too numb to take the liberty of finding a place to wash on your own. So you sat there for the entire ride back, stained with the Emperor's blood.

But as numb as you felt, you couldn't quite shut off your brain. Everything felt strange and surreal, but your mind was still racing. Because Kylo Ren had let you touch him. More than that—he'd depended on you to save his life. He'd gripped your arm and let you hold him right back, a silent exchange of bravery and permission between the both of you. You'd stared quite literally into his body, and in a strange way, you felt more bonded with him that you thought you ever would.

You sighed and tried to remind yourself that it was all for nothing. He was barely conscious, and probably wouldn't even remember it.

Just as you landed, the Grand Moff came to thank you personally for saving Kylo Ren's life, though given her stoic expression, you didn't get the sense that she was brimming with gratefulness. But with any luck, you may have scored a few points with the Final Order.

That was enough for you to feel better about your mission. And you realized that it seemed you'd changed your mind about giving up on it without even realizing.

It wasn't enough, however, for the officials to allow you to accompany Kylo Ren any longer. Once back aboard the Steadfast, you were immediately asked to return to your quarters, and advised to rest up. You stood feeling strangely defeated on the hangar, watching the floating capsule lift the Emperor to the infirmary.

Shockingly, you slept well that night. It was early in the morning when you returned, and you slept all the way up until noon. You would have slept longer, but you were abruptly awoken from your slumber by an urgent rapping on your door.

Sitting up in bed, you dragged a hand down your sleepy face, feeling how dewy your skin was with sweat, and how matted your hair felt at the side of your face. Honestly, it may have been the best sleep you'd had since boarding the Steadfast.

You watched through sleep-hooded eyes as a 'trooper walked into your room.

And you were shocked to find that this one was wearing red.

Confused, you felt your brow pinch.

"Princess," he greeted.

"Where's the guy who usually guards my door?"

"The Emperor has insisted that you be guarded by Sith Troopers from this point onward."

Involuntarily, your brows lifted. It weirdly felt like getting a promotion—Sith Trooper guard was a step-up from regular-buckethead guard. But in the same instant, you knew not to be flattered. It only made sense for the Order to crack down on security after the attack.