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Chapter 6

Amara was sitting by her bedroom window, staring up at the night sky. She had loved to watch the stars ever since arriving to Luke's school six years ago. She had been 9 when Luke had found her, now she was 15. There had been no stars in Coruscant, at least not for the people in lower levels. Amara had never even seen the sky before she had met Luke. This place was truly a paradise comparing to Coruscant. There were lakes, forests, meadows and most of all the sky full of stars. She could have spent the whole night here simply enjoying the sight.

Unfortunately she was exhausted; the day had been very long. She had worked in the library and in the garden. Sometimes she also worked in the kitchen, pulling her own weight was obvious to her. She wasn't a student here, she didn't possess any Jedi abilities, but this place was still her home. The only home she has ever had. Maybe someday she and Ben would have a home of their own… What? Where had that come from? The thought was nothing but foolish, but surely she was allowed to dream.

Thinking about Ben made her smile. They had shared their first kiss five months ago, but she felt like it would have happened a lifetime ago. Being with Ben made her happy the way she had never imagined was possible, but deep down she was concerned, she didn't think that his parents would accept her. Of course she had met them few times, they were Luke's family, but she didn't know them well. They had never treated her unkindly, but she doubted that they would ever see her as good enough for their son. Ben's mother was royalty after all and his father was a war hero. No doubt they wanted someone better for their only son; Amara really didn't have much to offer.

A part of her hoped that maybe Luke would support her and Ben, but somehow she doubted that. She knew Luke wanted Ben to concentrate on his studies and of course she agreed. Still… Was it so wrong if they spent few stolen moments in the woods for every now and then? They took long walks together hand in hand, shared embraces and kisses, talked and made foolish plans for their future. That didn't mean Ben would have concentrated on his studies any less, he was nothing but a motivated student…

Her thoughts were cut off when she heard the door to her room opening. Quickly she turned to look at the door, her eyes widened when she saw Ben. He grinned and signaled her to stay quiet by putting his index finger to his lips. She stood up when he silently closed the door and marched over to her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked. "If anyone sees you…"

He silenced her with a brief kiss.

"No one saw me," he hummed smiling and caressed her cheek.

"You shouldn't be here," she muttered, his touch was making her blush. He had never come to her room and she certainly wasn't prepared for his visit in this hour when she was only wearing a light short sleeve nightgown.

"I'm sorry, but I had to see you," he replied and cupped her face. "You have no idea how long this day has been, I've been thinking about you the whole day."

"Don't be silly," she huffed, but she was blushing even more. "You saw me this morning."

He shook his head.

"That's not nearly enough. I can barely say good morning to you without raising any suspicions." He paused and leaned closer. "I don't want to hide my feelings, Amara; I want everyone to know that you're mine."

"Ben," she sighed. "We have talked about this. Your training…"

"I don't care about that," he cut in tensely. "If Uncle Luke won't accept us, then be it. We can leave together; I promise I'll take care of you…"

"Ben, no. We can't do that."

"Why not? I want to build a life with you, give you everything you have ever wanted. I love you, Amara."

She swallowed, his words made her heart ache. Love… What did she know about that?

"Ben…"

His expression tensed when she didn't manage to say anything else.

"I only want to be with you," he continued after a moment of silence. "Do you feel the same way?"

"I do," she muttered. "But you must finish your training."

"What if I don't want to finish it?" he asked, he sounded defiant. She couldn't help but smile, his eyes softened when she gently touched his cheek.

"I think you do. Learning how to control your powers is very important and you could help many people when you're a Jedi."

"You're the only one I want to help," he replied.

"I don't believe that for a second. You have a good heart, Ben, you're just afraid to let anyone see it."

He seemed amused.

"I could say the same to you, darling."

She smiled when he kissed her forehead.

"I meant what I said," he continued. "I want to give you everything."

"I have everything I need," she replied and leaned her head on his shoulder. He put his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"You deserve more," he murmured. "Someday I'll make you my queen."

"You are planning to become a king then?" she asked, thinking that he was joking.

"Maybe," he murmured. "I'm meant for more than this."

She pulled away and looked at him.

"What do you mean?"

He smiled and shook his head.

"Nothing, never mind. I've just had a long day; we trained in the woods the whole day."

"Yes, I know. I think you should go to bed."

He bit his bottom lip.

"Can I stay here?"

Her eyes widened.

"Ben, no…I…I'm not ready…"

"What, no! No, no, I didn't mean that, I would just like to hold you. Can I do that?"

She hesitated, unsure of what to say. Even though she knew that he would never do anything against her will, she still wasn't ready for this, sleeping in the same bed with him. She couldn't even sleep in the same room with anyone; she was only able to truly relax when she was by herself. Old habits died hard.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I…"

"It's alright," he assured and touched her cheek. "I understand and I'll wait. As long as I have to."

Amara was struggling to stay calm; she was more than determined to keep all her feelings hidden. There was no chance she would show Ben…Kylo how strongly his closeness was affecting her. He was on top of her, his body pressing against hers. She hated it and she hated him for taking advantage of her vulnerable state. She had barely slept at all after she had been brought here, but finally her body had given in, she had been beyond exhausted.

He knew better than well what she had been through, how much she hated being unable to defend herself, and yet he had practically attacked her. She had been half asleep, unable to realize what she was doing and with whom. That was the truth. It was. No, it wasn't. She had dreamt of him. Ben, not Kylo Ren. In her dream she had been happy. They both had been happy. Neither of them certainly was happy now, she could see the darkness in his eyes.

"You will answer my question," he demanded. "The man who has touched you, I want his name."

She pressed her lips together and glared at him.

"What makes you think there has only been one man?"

His eyes darkened even more, she knew that she was playing with fire. Unfortunately she didn't care. On the contrary, his reaction was actually giving her some twisted satisfaction. There had been no other men, but she had no intention to tell him that. It was time for him to learn that she wasn't his property; he wasn't going to get anything from her without forcing her. Maybe he would eventually do that or something worse, but it made no difference to her. Slowly his lips curved into a predatory smile.

"Well, that's alright. More fun for me. I'm going to enjoy squishing the life out of them."

"Why?" she asked coolly and flinched when he touched her cheek.

"You know why. You belong to me."

"How presumptuous of you. Perhaps I would rather belong to that charming General."

That did the trick; she was more than satisfied to see the rage in his eyes. All she wanted was to make him suffer one way or the other. It hadn't been difficult to tell that the General didn't like Kylo Ren and Amara had suspected that the feeling was mutual. Clearly she had been right. Despite of all that, she wouldn't have given Hux or anyone else any harmful information about Be…Kylo Ren. Not because she would have wanted to protect him, of course not. She simply didn't need anyone's help; she could make Kylo Ren's life miserable all by herself.

"Careful, Amara," he stated after pulling himself together, his voice held no emotion.

"Or what?" she asked challengingly. "Go ahead, do your worst."

Unfortunately he wasn't going to do that, once again he kept his temper in check. He smiled and leaned towards her, his lips were almost touching hers.

"I came here to inform you that you will be escorted to new quarters soon," he stated.

"What new quarters?" she asked cautiously when he got off of her and stood up.

"We are arriving at the base," he replied and picked up his helmet. "I suggest you get ready, someone will pick you up soon."

He put his helmet and gloves on before marching out. She closed her eyes and gave herself a moment to calm down. She could still taste his lips and feel his touch… No. She wasn't that weak and pathetic girl anymore. That girl had died years ago. Kylo Ren had killed her.