(Years Later)
A shrill desperate voice called a mediating princess away from peace. She sat crossed legged on marble her fiery hair in a high placated bun. Irritated the princess opened one golden ocular,
"What is it, General?"
The rounded man heaved upon reaching her balcony in which she rested, "My-my lady…"
He took a moment breathless, "The resistance has been nearly extinguished, and the First Order heavily wounded."
Eris tousled her bangs feeling a twinge of pain in her scar at the mention of the First Order. She closed her eyes once more, "Why bring this to me?" She blindly waved away the tablet the General presented to her, "Disturb my brother the King with such issues."
"Our beloved King Kvasir is on his second honeymoon with Queen Antigone. They are on the far side of the Cascading hills. We have not been able to contact them." The man patted his brow with a handkerchief, "It is official that when he is away no matter where or how long-"
"I am to rule in his absence." She quoted softly remembering the grueling ceremony to name her regent. Her beloved little brother lived off his subjects taking in the StewJon neutrality the way their ancestors had done since recorded history of the planet. Eris returned her gaze upon the heavily decorated General. StewJon had never been in any battles. Purely honorary and pomp…. The Princess swept away from the repulsive man collecting herself-; apart of her wondering how nearly the resistance had been wiped out, but a larger part wondered who in the First Order had been brought down. She felt a ripple of self-interest surge through her hoping Snoke had finally bitten the dust allowing…- Eris struck herself from the thought.
"I bring this to you my lady because the First Order has communicated their intentions of entering our system. They intend to speak with the King."
"Has there been any reply?"
"No, should we say nothing? Should I send out riders to the King?"
"Sh!" She silenced him harshly a radical plan forming, "Do exactly as I say."
Supreme Leader Kylo Ren paced reverently to and fro. His body vibrating with not only the exhilaration of his new position, but the frustration of loneliness he knew he would endure since the scavenger had rejected him. For a second time a woman had defied him, and he would be forced once again to end a rebellious spirit that elicited the light within him. Not only were these emotions building, but a cluster of anxiety as well. He was moments away from touching down on the very planet where the first light he had extinguished had come from. Hux had promised King Kvasir was a babbling weak minded idiot, which was what Kylo thought of Hux.
"Supreme Leader," Hux's voice was strained, "We have arrived at the surface. King Kvasir's emissary is awaiting us."
He shoved past the pasty minion to exit the craft. Kylo cupped a gloved hand around his eyes as the planet's closest star made for a blistering and intense daylight. StewJon had been a blob of green and blue from his vessel's port window, and now in front of him the lush greenery wanted to be touched, a climate so temperate you felt as though it would change to personally suit you. The atmosphere surrounding the planet fluctuated with the force. So this is where she grew up… The emissary stood pointed in silver robes and a greasy smile.
"Welcome to StewJon." the man bowed weakly, "Kylo Ren and General Hux."
Kylo shot Hux a scathing glance. The ginger-rooted general took a step forwarding working up a tone to match his stature,
"Supreme Leader Kylo Ren."
The emissary deepend his bow,
"My apologies Supreme Leader." He extended a hand toward a hovering litter bedecked in gold and purple, "Please this way. You must be exhausted."
The emissary made small talk with Hux, and Kylo found his eyes wondering outside the curtained transport. StewJon's color palette was gem like. The rolling grassy hills deep and rich emerald blades, the sky as it transformed from opalescent midday to a blazing ember of sunset. A soft laugh caught his ear as a young girl, with wild hair matching the sunset, in a amethyst dress frolicked in the field before the litter. His stomach turned. She held a large stick in one hand and reached out openly with the other.
"One day I will bring peace to the whole galaxy!" the girl's voice strained his ears. The litter throttled to a halt and the girl was gone.
Now they laid eyes on an open pavillion of perfect white marble with silk curtains billowing compliantly in the breeze. They were offered wines and the ripest fruit Kylo had ever laid eyes upon but he refused it all. Hux willing took a cup of wine – to calm his never ending nerves. The emissary reclined allowing a servant girl to take the tension out of his shoulders. He told them they may also enjoy the service, but Kylo quickly declined for both of them. He was not here to be charmed by servants or pacified by the most mouth watering food he'd ever seen. No, he was here to take. Even as weak as they were they could take this system, but Hux thought it a waste of resources. Soon the sun was gone and the planet's sky brandished over them like a sapphire.
Finally the new leader had run out of patience,
"Where is your so called King?" Kylo's voice rang with a pulse shaking the table, and freighting the handmaids.
"Here I am!" Bellowed a voice. A lumbering handsome fellow swayed into view adjusting his trousers, "Sorry may have gotten side tracked if you know what I mean." He winked at the ladies.
Kylo immediately felt relieved and nauseated. He had expected the King to look like ...her, but he was nothing of the sort. This man had square shoulders, a large frame, and weak cheekbones. His hair was a golden brain and bread and the leader was thankful he did not have to look in familiar eyes. It was odd as this King's outline was blurry and almost undefined.
"No need to get up!" Kvasir rolled his frigid blue eyes while taking a tankard closest to him, "So you're the man."
He looked directly at the Supreme Leader, sizing him up. His eyes were dull yet curious, "I hear she died well. Died fighting. So like her…"
"I haven't come to talk of the past." Kylo growled low.
Hux looked between the two rulers in absolute confusion, "Supreme Leader do you know the House of Din?"
Before Kylo could strangle Hux with the force the King slammed an empty tankard on the table,
"Nay," He replied, "Only knew my elder sister. Light of my father's eye, certainly beloved by him more than me." Kvasir hungrily took another tankard and after draining it continued, "I should be thanking you. Because of you I wear the crown."
Every vein in Kylo Ren's face pounded with aggravation, "She gave up her inheritance." His reply was slow like each word would have killed him. The King now gazed quizzically upon him,
"She would have come back a fully trained Jedi and my father would have amended his original decree. So because of you I get the digs." Kvasir seated himself, "It's partially why I am inclined to listen to your requests."
Hux peered at him mentally asking to contemplate his actions. Hux, the King and the emissary talking until the sapphire sky converted into slate. Kylo Ren kept his eyes on the field wondering if any visions would plague him further.
"Do you know what my name means in our language, Supreme Leader?" The address brought him back to the table and the conversation, but he did not reply. Kvasir held out for his drink to be poured, "It means this." motioning to the drink, "Life of the party."
"I assure you the parties shall continue." Hux replied, "Uninhibited by the First Order."
"Did you know what her name meant?" the King swirled the mead in his cup.
They said it together, "Chaos."
King Kvasir took a long swig before belching- his apparent favorite thing to do.
"You may talk of what you need to my advisors. I shall yet party on. Emissary Oki will take you to your chambers."
Kylo Ren was enraged by this so called king and the behavior displayed, but perhaps Hux had been correct in his assumption. They were going to get what they wanted and this facade of man was not going to stand in their way. The duo departed the pavillion for the palace with the emissary and Kylo kept an eye out on the open hoping to see wisps of blue.
Once the litter had departed from view the King's image faded and Eris fell back into the overstuffed pillows breathing as heavily as the general who had totted to her earlier. It worked… She had tricked them the wool completely over their eyes. What gripped her was the fact that Snoke was destroyed and Ben still called himself Kylo Ren-; even worse so Supreme Leader. The Princess felt her scar blaze as if fresh. This is not going to go how I thought….
Eris began to adjust her plan accordingly.