He hates it here. To be fair it is mostly him that he hates but he also dislikes everything about the place as well. As he walks through the long corridors of the dimly lit castle, he can't help but think that this is a waste of time. He doesn't understand why the correspondence over the past weeks wasn't enough to satisfy the man's curiosity. He should be at the battle front right now instead of giving an account of what is happening in person. But he was summoned to come so as a dutiful soldier he obliges. For now, at least because he has already seen the errors of his ways, but he is too thick-headed to admit that. HE thought that THIS was his golden opportunity; to be finally able to rule as a general in an active war. To be the one that is calling the shots but instead he feels micromanaged and the presence of that buffoon of a so-called 'prince' isn't helping much either.

Also, the war seems to be dragging on; with major blows on their side and the occurrence seemingly little once at the resistance. Day by day he sees his mean get even more tired and disgruntled, demoralized by the loss of some many of their friends. He successfully nipped an uprising in the behind only recently, last minute, which would have had a devastating effect on daily proceedings. He isn't quite sure why he is here now. At this point he presumes there will strategy discussing or maybe a lecture or scolding. The last possibility angers him because he had tried to go suggest alternative strategies, but the Baron would not budge and insisted on actively formulating all plans.

To no avail because deep down in his heart Hux knows it; they are losing. This war; it is going nowhere, and he couldn't blame his soldiers for he feels his motivation to go on lacking every day.

He knocks at the door and a voice commends him to enter. When he does, he sees the Baron leaning over some documents and maps before looking up to greet his visitor. He walks over to Hux and extends a hand.

'Aah my friend, welcome, welcome. It is good to see you, Armitage'. He shakes Snoke's hand and lies through his teeth when he answers coolly 'Likewise, Sir'. Snoke gestures for him to sit down.

'How was your trip?' the nobleman asks. Somehow this question annoys him. He is tired from travelling and eager to find a bed soon. He wants to get this over with and quickly because he is not here to engage in small talk. As so he decides to get to the point.

'Fine, Sir but I am guessing you've not brought me all this way to ask me about how my trip was'. Suddenly the Baron's demeanour changes from friendly to concerned.

'Yes, I have asked you here to discuss or commencement of our efforts against Solo's men. The current developments concern me as I am sure they concern you as well'. It takes a LOT of effort for Hux not to immediately retort with 'Well who is the blame for that? but he doesn't lose his composure yet can't help with gently rubbing things in.

'Well. As you are aware, Baron. I have executed your orders precisely so far and we proceeded entirely according your wishes. Now we're at a standstill; losing equipment, men in the numbers and the enemy is gaining on us each day'.

The Baron is listening intently and Hux decides to give the final blow. His sentence does come out of his mouth a lot pettier than he wanted to, but the damage was done before he could intervene.

'If only you had taking into consideration some of my suggestions we might have been ahead in our efforts'.

Snoke makes an apologizing gesture with his hand. 'Yes. I know. Maybe I should have consulted with you more before BUT I am willing to listen what you say now. If that counts for something'.

Hux is surprised, so surprised he doesn't answer. A brief silence occurs between them before Snoke resumes speaking. 'So, what do YOU suggest?' he asks Hux.

Snoke looks at Hux and a second later his heart is filled with fright because of the look on Hux's face. It is deeply evil, maniacal smile and as much as Snoke wants to he can not focus on anything else and divert his gaze.

Still smiling Hux answers with a slivery and smooth tongue.

'I am glad you asked, Sir'.

How on God's green Earth did she let him go?

She often asked herself this after meeting him in the forest. What was she thinking?

He was THEIR ENEMY but for some stupid reason she didn't inform Finn or the others on her way back. Foolish, Foolish Rey. First, she was a damn fool for making her presence known to him. Oh yes, she had seen him but instead of silently walking away, she had wanted to make sure that was him indeed, to identify him. So, she crept up closer and closer until she WAS able tot to identify him and then, miss IDIOT, stepped on a damn fallen branch and he had seen her. She felt unable to move as he gained in on her until her mind finally started working and she had drawn her sword.

He had mocked her, but she would have fought him if he had taken her on. Lucas had instilled in her the basics of swordsmanship before she was going to leave and every day, she felt like she was improving.

She was going to leave very soon; for Lucas among others, felt a woman's presence around so many men wasn't exactly safe. Most of Solo's men were honourable, sweet and kind but there were a few that stared at Rey with a look that scared her. It seemed like their eyes were scanning her body from head to toe and it happened often to Rey's dismay. Seeing this Finn & Poe often spoke up and the result was tension between the troops. Tension that wasn't needed so Lucas decided that Rey would be dropped off at the nearest village they would set camp at.

Someone needed to scout for their new camp site and because they want to alert the citizens of said village, yet Rey suggested she would go and investigate the area. Since she would go alone much less attention would be on her than a couple of soldiers in full Armor. Also, Rey was glad to get some much-needed time for herself. She wasn't used to that much company, granted she did live with many other girls in an orphanage, but did manage to find some secluded spot in it where she could retreat by herself.

She was totally oblivious to the fact that Finn decided to follow when she rode away from base camp. She thoroughly enjoys the ride and at point imagines she is some sort of adventurer, eager to find new lands and destinations. That is until she comes back to reality and scolds herself for having such a childish imagination. After some miles she comes across a large forest, not so far away from civilization. 'Perfect she thinks to herself'. She dismounts, gives her horse a pet on his head before tying him to the nearest tree. She wants to investigate this location further and something in her is calling her to go deeper into the woods.

There she had found him looking upon the same village she had admired just before. Their conversation had been so strange…. He had looked up on her, he knew almost everything about her, and this made her head spin. For she could not understand why he had wanted to know about her OF ALL PEOPLE in his father's army. He backtracked in their conversation, withheld with calling her enemy and changed his sentence which also puzzled Rey for technically there were foes. At one point he had gotten close, too close for comfort, the notion slightly unsettling Rey now when she looks back at it now.

For one, she was upset with herself. She could blame being afraid and she was at the beginning for sure but then that feeling faded and was replaced with curiosity. Especially when he started to share the information, he had gathered about her.

But that didn't change any of the facts. SHE was the one that had allowed him to come close. She didn't take ANY steps back until the very last moment and had remained a step or two away from him. She didn't use force or violence against him. She just STOOD there gazing at him; wanting to know what he would say next. And there was that other thing… Was she crazy or…?

'No Rey,' she says to herself. 'Don't you dare think about that' but then she does unintentionally anyway.

WAS SHE CRAZY OR WAS HE STARING AT HER LIPS AT ONE POINT?

Because it felt like it.

Ugh. She was starting to annoy herself thinking about this part of their meeting. It also didn't help also that the dreams got worse after meeting him for the second time. Another forest scene and another chase. Kylo runs after her again but she is quick to get away from him. As they both run through the woods the dream changes from day to night as per usual in the other dreams, yet this time things end differently.

He gains in on her soon after she runs away from him

He grabs her hand, makes her turn around and look at him again

His chest is heaving from the efforts of chasing her

The look on his face is desperate.

'Please Rey.' he says.

'Please... Don't go'.

And before she knows it, he grabs her face gently and kisses her

She returns the kiss

They fall to the ground together

She doesn't have the dream that often but tonight she does unfortunately, as always it takes her a few moments to collect herself again. 'Enough' she thinks after being able to coherently think again. She must get away from all of this and quickly too but then Finn had gotten badly hurt during the last encounter with Snoke's army. He was stable now, but Rey felt that she could not leave him at this point.

So, she has no other option than to stay here, for now. She lies back down and says her prayers again and includes Finn in it. She prays that Finn will get better and that God will hopefully show her some direction in her life for now she felt even more lost than before.

She drifts to sleep and is fortunate enough not to dream again about raven haired princes chasing her in the dark.