As promised two Stormtroopers banged on her door before the light had even hit the horizon the next morning. Henne had helped Falynn get ready quickly, shaking her roughly awake, eyes wide in panic.

Falynn had accidentally slept is.

Because of this Henne had to rush with picking out Falynn's long-sleeved red dress, with a black belt that hugged at her hips along with doing her hair and makeup. The handmaiden didn't ask why Kylo was not in Falynn's bed that morning. Out of wisdom of knowing it was not her place, or assuming he might have already left. She had combed out her bed tossed hair a little too roughly causing Falynn's scalp to throb. She had styled her copper hair with several braids intertwining and crossing over one another in the back, with black combs that had red gems at the top of them, poking out from behind Falynn's head. She powdered her face, doing her best to cover the dark circles that were underneath Falynn's eyes. A red liner flared across Falynn's eyelids flicking up into wings, and dark maroon colored her lips. She pressed shimmering powder along Falynn's cheeks.

Falynn hated the image that she saw reflected in the mirror.

She truly looked like the bride of a Sith.

An urge to shatter the mirror hummed loudly through her thoughts. A slight tremor of the dresser and Falynn automatically shut it down. She straightened up and turned to give Henne a satisfied smile. Henne returned it before patting some incense that smelled of blossoms onto Falynn's neck.

Henne had made it just in time, as the Stormtroopers began their loud knocking. Straightening up Falynn went over to the door and opened it. The Stormtroopers were equipped with their blasters in their hands as they stood still beside one another.

"It's time to go, Empress," the one on the right side said. Emotionless.

Falynn repressed a shutter. There were men underneath those suites, it chilled her to the bone the dead nature that was built into them. Falynn gave them a curt nod, then turned behind her to make sure that Henne was following.

She was led out of the suite that she had slept in, and walked through the dark halls, that led them to the crisp morning air. Before her, the command shuffle rumbled loudly as if it were some beast. Kylo was standing at the top of the ramp hands behind his back. Holding her chin high Falynn held onto either side of her red dress as she descended up the ramp toward her husband. He didn't speak a word to her, as she reached him. He turned as she approached and walked onto the ship, as the ramp closed behind Falynn, Henne, and the Stormtroopers.

"Good morning!" she called to Kylo Ren's back.

She didn't need pretty words or warm touches, but she would not be ignored.

Kylo paused in his steps, then with a slight turn of his head replied. "Morning."

A smirk edge to the corner of Falynn's lips. A casual response from the great commander. She was curious about what would happen if she took it a step further. They did have eyes on them now. As far as Falynn was concerned they needed to be somewhat convincing as husband and wife. Leaving Henne's side along with the Stormtroppers she came up and stood by Kylo. He slightly turned his head in her direction.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked tilting her head, her waves of copper falling to the side. "The bed was quite lovely. Thank you."

He let out a quiet hiss through his helmet but responded. "My sleep pattern is of no concern of yours."

"Isn't it?" Falynn arched an eyebrow. "I am your empress. I believe knowing your sleep pattern is quite important. That way I will know why you are being so irritable with me."

Another hiss, this one a bit louder, and she felt her blood freezing. Perhaps a bit much and a bit too bold of words to say to him. She waited for a moment, as he kept his helmet turned towards her. She tried not to let her eyes travel to his hand, knowing very well what he could do with it if he was angry. Kylo's hands fell from where they were clasped behind his back. Falynn's body tensed, as she waited. As she did though, she didn't feel a shift in the air. Not once as he finally replied.

"I'm glad you slept well," not an answer to her question, but it was a response.

Her maroon-colored lips curled up into a smile as she replied. "Will I be privileged to another private suite, and silken sheets?"

To that, his only response was a huff and growl through that mask. He quickened his pace, so he could move farther ahead of her, his hands moving back around his back. Falynn could almost snicker, as she allowed Henne to catch up with her. Henne raised her eyebrows in silent question, and Falynn only gave her handmaiden a gentle smile. Allow her to think that Falynn and Kylo were whispering words of honey to one another. Falynn even turned her head, in an authoritative way to the Stormtroopers, willing her eyes to steel. She watched as their grip stiffened on their blasters. Then bowed their heads to her, and stationed themselves into some back seats of the shuttle.

Falynn and Henne continued to follow Kylo as he boarded the main deck of the command shuttle. Falynn allowed her eyes to wander around the space she was in. She took the initiative to walk around examining the controls, and the pilot and co-pilot that sat behind them. The navicomputer that sat at the front of the shuttle. Kylo was there as well towering over the pilot's shoulders and examining the navicomputer.

"We leave immediately," he commanded. "Take it to my star destroyer."

"Yessir," the pilot's young voice replied moving his hands around the screens.

Falynn, peered over the pilot's shoulder herself, to peer at his face surprised by the youth in his voice. He paid no heed to her inspection at his smooth tanned skin, and salt and pepper hair, that was tucked beneath his helmet. So they had pilots this young...she shuddered at the thought of how young he was when he began in his training.

Falynn then turned her eyes towards the city that was outside of the shuttle and felt a rise of goosebumps on her arms. They would most likely be taking off soon. She had never been a big fan of taking off. She jumped when she heard Kylo's voice.

"Falynn."

She turned surprised to hear her name. She didn't think he would ever say it. She watched as he extended a hand toward a chair that was directly behind the pilot's seat.

"Sit," he commanded.

Another command, and the softness she almost felt from her name coming from that mask faded. Commanding her like some dog. Lips pressed in a tight line she did as she was instructed, as Henne sat herself down in another chair towards the back. Falynn took her spot behind the pilot, as Kylo moved to stand behind her. Her fingers gripped at the armrest of the seat, as the ship began to roar beneath them.

She closed her eyes. it would only take a few seconds to take off. Once they were up with the stars, then she would be fine. She just needed to get through take off. Then she wouldn't have to see the ground so small beneath them.

"What are you doing?" she looked up to see that Kylo was looking down at her.

"Sitting," she shot back.

"Are you trying to rip through my chair?" he asked amusement trickling inside of that helmet. "Are you afraid of flying, wife?"

Falynn felt the trimmer of what wanted to reach to her the front of her thoughts, and she quickly pushed it back. She swallowed hard, fear...a trigger that liked to play with the power that was currently sleeping in her. Push it down. She screamed silently at herself, and that fire fizzled out. She didn't answer, but her grip did not lessen. Her eyes just stayed on that shielded face, as she felt the ship shift and gravitate off the ground. No, she would not look out the window, to where the force would want to flare out of her like it once had when she had been so terrified. Instead, she focused on that helmet, the black, silver, and red cracks that covered the fact that she didn't know. He also didn't turn away from her, and as the shuffle took off and she knew that the city was growing smaller They both held onto that stare and for a moment Falynn forgot that she was breathing. Maybe he wasn't looking at her at all, but she felt the shift between them. As if her own powers wanted to do a dangerous dance with his own. Push it down. Push it down. That wall went up, blocking his view into her thoughts, and she jolted in her chair, as the shuttle blasted into light speed.

His hands quickly shot out and landed on her shoulders so she wouldn't fall out of her chair. She was surprised, she could feel the warmth through those black gloves, through the fine fabric of her dress. She took in deep breaths as the ship continued blasting forward. When it blasted through, Falynn let a long sigh of relief when the vast glittering darkness of stars came into view.

Kylo bent forward and said through his mask in close to her ears. "You forgot to strap yourself in, empress."

Falynn felt a shiver ripple through her body, as she tilted her head to glare up at him, "you weren't sitting down at all, emperor."

A low grumble came through the mask. "I do not need to sit, I am capable of holding my ground. Next time make sure to strap yourself in." He straightened up and moved away from her, heading back towards the screen where the pilot sat.

Falynn placed a hand on her shoulder. The weight of his hands lingering there. He had held her in place. Saved her from the humiliation from looking terrified, and falling forward out of her seat. For a moment, they looked like the Emperor and Empress. Like husband and wife.

The star destroyer appeared in a massive view, demanding as if it wanted the entire galaxy it could easily take it. She tried not to think of the statements this ship had already made, with the control from its commander. Falynn watched as the ship opened up, and the pilot steered the controls, leading them into the opening of the larger ship, as if the star destroyer was a beast swallowing them whole. Stormtroopers moved and navigated around the boarding dock as the ship made its landing. Falynn stood up from where she had been sitting in her chair and stood by Kylo as the ship hissed and shuttered underneath their feet.

"Where are we planning on traveling to in the star destroyer?" she questioned turning to her husband. "Or are we planning on being space-born for the time being?"

"It's a surprise," was his response.

Falynn furrowed her eyebrows.

Was this going to be his tactic with her? Dodging each question she had for him. Could he not even give her answers of how he slept or where their plan of destination was? Falynn followed Kylo as he moved his way through the boarding dock, and made his way into the first corridor. Like hell, she was going to let him leave her without any answers. She followed him closely, Henne right behind them. Falynn kept up with Kylo's pace, as she followed him through several corridors before they had reached the main bridge. Kylo briskly walked over to the front of the bridge where several large screens were displayed. That was it, that was her answer. The navigational system. Falynn moved around Kylo and peered over a middle-aged navigator, with stealthy shoulders who lifted his nervous green eyes up at Falynn.

Damn it.

She couldn't read a damn thing that was on the screen. Circles, lines, flashing dots, and outlines of ships scattered all over the screen. It looked like nothing but a mess to her. She looked over at Kylo whose helmet was turned toward her. She pointed to the screen straightening up her back.

"Teach me how to read this."

"Read what?"

"The navigational systems!" she lowly hissed back. "I want to learn how to read them, so I can…" she paused for a moment. So he could help her, learn of his plans, know his routes? No that wouldn't do to tell him that, so she lied. "So I can perhaps be of help to you."

His head slightly tilted back. "In what ways exactly?"

So he was going to play this game. It was a dangerous question, and also a test.

Falynn leveled her eyes with him and gave him an easy smile. A reassuring smile. "I am not as practiced in military tactics and navigations as you are," she explained. This wasn't a lie, and learning how to navigate the computers, could possibly help her in the future. "If I can at least learn to navigate then perhaps I can help with your plans, or if you are busy I can help on the bridge." She lowered her head slightly and looked up at him through her lashes. "Please."

"You make a point," he nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. "I can perhaps at some point teach you on how to navigate." Falynn's face brightened than immediately dropped as he added. "Once we reach our next location."

His cloak flowing behind him, Kylo moved down the steps and exited the bridge through the sliding metal doors. Falynn felt her blood boiling beneath her skin. His terms. Everything was on his terms. No matter, even without him showing how to do it, she would figure out their destination. With Kylo now gone, she leaned down to the navigator, and in her authoritative voice asked.

"Tell me where we are headed."

The pilot looked up at her nervously as she watched as he swallowed. "Our leader wants to keep it a secret…"

"May I add," she let her voice dropped as she leaned in close. "That he also said I should be treated with the utmost respect...should I remind you of the consequences if you offend my husband by offending me."

"No," the pilot replied, his voice a bit shaken as he slowly then pointed to the map. "We are headed to Naboo."

Falynn's mind went blank, swarmed, then turned to nothing. Naboo. Her home. Why was Kylo wanting to take them to her planet? She wanted to seek him out but knew if she did, the navigator would possibly be put in danger. So she thanked him for letting her know, then exited the bridge through the doors and headed down the steel corridor holding onto her stomach. Calm down, Falynn. Calm down. She turned down another corridor, looking for space, anywhere where she could be alone and clear her head.

She was going home. To where those trees, waterfalls, and majestic stones were. To where her lightsaber was locked away. She leaned against the cool metal frames of the walls as she tried to breathe and pushing down that power. She wanted to be excited, wanted to be relieved, thinking it would have been a long time before she could see where she had been raised. Where she remembered her brief but happy childhood. She couldn't shake the feeling that being home, wasn't a good thing. Not now. A small hope waved through her, that perhaps Kylo was going to be merciful and just drop her off, then fly away in those awful ships of his. She pushed her way further down the ship. A fleeting hope, one she knew was just wishful thinking. What would be the purpose of their wedding if he was just going to toss her? He was planning something.

Another corridor and she was unable to move any further, her body exhausted from the efforts of pushing down her power. She leaned against the walls and slid down, curling her knees up. She wasn't sure how long she sat there. She didn't know when Henne finally found her, then led her to her resting chamber. She didn't know how long she sat on that soft narrowed bed, staring out of the window into the endless abyss of stars. She wasn't even sure when she fell asleep, and when she thought she saw a pair of brown eyes close to her face.

When she awoke, the ship had landed, and when her door had opened to her room, with more stormtroopers to retrieve her she knew they had arrived.

That she was home.