The fresh breeze carried the smell of salt, and earth that hit Falynn's nose as soon as the ramp opened. Kylo was standing beside her, she had not said a word to him as she had met him at the opening of the command shuttle. He still had not given her an explanation of why they were here, or what he was planning. The Stormtroopers began to walk out of the command shuttle onto the streets of Naboo.

She watched as they passed her and entered the streets of Naboo. Her heart sunk deep in her chest, as a deep darkness threatened to overwhelm her. Why had he brought them here?

She followed Kylo off the ship watching several of the citizens backing against the buildings and away from the streets. Others made their way into their homes. Falynn could almost smell the fear that he had already risen in her people, within a few seconds they had arrived. From her husband. And from her.

Here she was by his side, as his bride as he evoked a new terror into her own people.

Her heart jumped as she felt its power as her feet touched the ground of the stoned streets. Her lightsaber. It was calling to her. Beckoning for her to hold it in her hands again. She kept that wall around her mind. She slid her eyes that matched the colors of the falling waters that now surrounded them to her husband. Her eyes narrowed.

"Why did you bring me here?" her voice was low, not bothering to sound happy that he had brought her here.

Kylo turned to her, as the ship's ramp closed, then clanked loudly shut. Falynn turned and glanced at it, wanting to get back on it, dragging him with her. To carry him and all of the Stormtroopers far far away from this planet.

"I thought that it would be nice for you to be home," he replied simply as he began to walk. "Aren't you happy?"

"I am always happy to be home," she answered truthfully. She had to admit she missed seeing those rushing waters, falling from the high cliffs and the rich colors that surrounded them. If only she was here, under different circumstances. Not with him. Falynn jerked her head towards the Stormtroopers. "I just don't understand why they had to follow us." She added eyes narrowed as she added sarcastically. "I almost thought that you took us here, for a romantic get-a-way."

"Doesn't seem to me like you are in the mood for romance," he responded back to her, voice low and dangerous in warning. "I came here, to pay tribute to my wife's homeland." He continued turning his covered face to the citizens. "How would you feel being in command of the lands you have always called home?"

Falynn's eyes widened in horror, as the reality of his words came crashing down on her threatening to crush her into the earth. He hadn't come to Naboo for sentiments for his wife...he brought them there to conquer. To take over this planet like he had so many others. He wanted to bring the full force of the Order to Naboo. Falynn's eyes shot through the crowds wondering if there were any of the Resistance amongst them. She swallowed hard, feeling her power on the verge of bursting through her. She could feel the hum of her lightsaber, that wanted to come into contact with her again and tear down this man next to her. He wanted to threaten her home. He wanted to clear out the streets, and cover it with anyone's blood who dared defy him. Possibly even her own if she spoke against him.

She chose her next words carefully. Slowly. "The people of Naboo are good and just. I feel like they take care of themselves without a strong hand in telling them to do so."

"My grandmother was the Queen of these lands once," Kylo spoke, and she wasn't sure if it was to her, or more to himself. "These lands mean something to me as well." He turned his head towards her. "Your father has proved his loyalties well to the Order. To Me. I know how much Naboo means to him. What it means to you." Falynn swallowed down the bitter bile that came up to her throat at his words. Her father was indeed from Naboo, but she knew these lands meant little to nothing to him. He did not care for this planet. Not anymore. "I trust with his choices and your own that you are true to your word about these people." Falynn did not allow relief to go through her and was glad she didn't as he spoke his next words. "So there shouldn't be any issues when we ask for their loyalties." Falynn wanted to kill him. She wanted to kill him where he stood and watch as his own blood spilled onto the ground. For what she had to marry. For the lives, he had already destroyed. And for the threats, he was now making on her people. "You will be joining me when we speak with them." Pausing he motioned for a few Stormtroopers with a jerk of his head. They immediately obeyed and were quickly by their side. "For the time being, enjoy your time in the city. They will bring you to me when we are ready."

Again he was gone, walking away from her. She watched as he got further, and further from their sight. When she could no longer see him, she breathed and that power flowed out of her, as her mind lowered those blocks. She spun on her heels, ignoring the stormtroopers and began to walk quickly, her fist clenching and unclenching at her sides. She felt like a traitor walking down those streets and past those buildings of tan, gold, and teal. She did not deserve to walk on this soil, not for what she had just brought to them. Her eyes began to burn as she passed the people of her planet. Some of them old, some of them mothers to young children. Others she knew she possibly interacted with as a child. Some of them might die if they didn't show themselves useful. Falynn had led herself along with the Stormtroopers that followed her to a waterway that she was familiar with.

She wanted to sit down on that stoned flooring, beneath her, take off her shoes and kick her feet in the coolness of those waters. She couldn't though, not here, not as his empress. Those who past her gave her stares, their faces revealing their emotions and opinions of her. Respect, hatred, disgust, admiration. She could feel them all. She wanted to tear at the tight, red dress she wore and throw it into the water, and watch it sink so far down where it would be buried. Then she would tear out the combs in her hair, and the black earrings that were posted in her ears. She would watch them all sink. Then she would move on to the Stormtroopers and toss them in next. Then she would head straight for Kylo.

The water began to make small ripples, from a phantom wind.

From her. The force pushed its way out of her mind, as she stared at her hated reflection in that mirrored surface.

"Enjoying the view?"

Shutting her powers immediately off, and throwing back up her mental wall, Falynn turned to see General Hux smiling at her.

"General," Falynn did a slight bow of her head. "I was not expecting to see you here."

She had only seen him a few times before today. Once when she had first arrived in the city, and briefly on her wedding day. She hadn't talked to him yet, Henne had mentioned him a few times, that he was working alongside Kylo Ren for military advancements. At the time she didn't deem the small amount of information giving on him worth noting.

"I could not miss the opportunity," he looked down into the water, that moments ago was rippling from Falynn's power. "To see such a lovely city. Truly remarkable your homeland is."

Falynn gave him a tight smile and nodded her head. "I am deeply honored you believe so."

"Yes," he nodded as he looked down then slowly raised his pale blue eyes to meet her own. "I am glad to see that you are feeling better."

Falynn frowned as she tilted her head. "I beg your pardon?"

"I had to inform that handmaiden of yours yesterday that you were out cold in a corridor of the ship," his words came out, like honey. Sweet and sticking onto her nerves. Falynn feet rooted to the ground. She tried to keep her expression neutral, passive as he continued "I was very concerned that our new empress had fallen ill."

The way he was eyeing her, made her want to dump him into the waters as well. He reminded her of a snake, as his eyes scanned over her body. She stepped back in between the Stormtroopers as if they could block her from those pale predatory eyes.

"Make sure you take care of yourself, my lady," he nodded towards the Stormtroopers with another crooked smile and walked past them. He paused for only a moment before adding in a hushed voice. "I would hate to see any misfortune coming upon you. Especially since you just became a happy bride."

Falynn turned over her shoulder watching as General Hux walked away, and couldn't shake the feeling he might have just seen those ripples in the water.


For the next few hours of the day, she could have been easily fooled that everything was going to be alright. She enjoyed herself weaving through the streets, walking under large stone bridges, sitting down by the waters. She had found a shaded tree where she enjoyed resting beneath and nibbling on five blossom bread. She even pulled the Stormtroopers to attend the theatre with her. She was certainly home.

After resting for a bit she made her way to look through some of the clothing boutiques to see if she could find some traditional dresses. She found an off the shoulders lavender dress, lined with gold, and another deep ivory blue dress.

Running her fingers over the velvety surface of the dresses, she realized these wouldn't do. They would not match with the new title that she carried. Sighing she continued to go through the dresses until she found a black dress. The dress fell softly off of the shoulders, with leather fabric around the waist and hips. The sheer black skirt flared out where you could slightly see the silver leggings that were underneath it. The collar swooped down and connected to the sleeves, with lace that would go softly up her throat. Yes this most certainly would do. She walked over to the shopkeeper. A pretty woman in her late fifties perhaps. Two long white-blond braids fell down her back, blending in with her silver dress.

Falynn gave her a smile, "I would like this black dress please."

The woman's blue eyes narrowed at Falynn, and Falynn felt her stomach churned as the woman said under her breath. "You are the empress. Why don't you just take it."

The words hit her like brick, threatening to knock her to her knees. Of course, that was how they would see it. They wouldn't see her as the girl who grew up in these lands, who used to splash in the waters. They wouldn't understand this was where Falynn had discovered her gift, as the water rippled and waved and she stood in one of its rivers. No. To them, she was a Lady of the Sith. The bride of the feared conqueror.

The woman didn't say another word to Falynn as she bagged up the dress, then set it roughly on the counter. Falynn tried giving the woman her warmest smile, but it didn't reach the woman as she just silently and coldly stared back. Falynn lowered her eyes as she placed her credits onto the sleek white counter. She left the boutique feeling a heaviness wearing on her. She peered at herself in the reflection of a window, at the red dress that clung to her body. Later, possibly soon she would be standing by Kylo's side as he announced his new conquer of this planet. Falynn wouldn't be able to refuse. She would not be able to fight, at least not in the ways that she wanted. She gripped onto the bag that was now in her hands, then spun on the Stormtroopers.

"I will return. I want you to keep your post here, and do not leave until I return," she ordered.

They turned to each other, hesitant for a moment until Falynn snapped. "That is an order, troopers!"

They straightened up, and she paid them no heed as she left them, and headed towards the nearest place of privacy where she could shed out the red dress and into the black one.


Kylo was surprised when he saw Falynn walking up next to him, as he stood on a platform in the center of Naboo. She was no longer in her red dress, but instead a black one, that flowed down around her feet. Her makeup had changed as well. Silver now lined her eyes, and her lips were now bare and pink. She kept her hair in braids but took out the black combs, that had pinned some of her hair back, and now the rest of the copper fell around her shoulders. She turned for a moment her eyes locking with his helmet.

A statement.

A bold one at that.

She kept the colors of a Sith but was now dressed in the clothing of her people. A message to them, in her unity, that she still felt with them. He thought when she walked out of the ship and saw the lands of her home, she would have been happy. Grateful even, but he saw the light shattering in those sea-colored eyes of her.

She stood beside him hands clasped in front of her, her posture straight and still as her eyes moved through her people. Searching for what he didn't know. Perhaps an old friend, a familiar face. Her eyes turned to him again, as she gave him a smile. Confident. As if she knew of her sudden wardrobe change perplexed him. He ignored it, as he turned to the crowd. Allowed her to think of what she wanted. Allowed her to think of whatever she thought of him.

"People of Naboo," his voice boomed over the crowd, "Today will be a day you remember that order and peace have been brought upon you." None of the citizens of Naboo responded, and he could feel it. Their fear pulsating through the crowd like a dark wave. Some of their eyes were in question on why he made his way to their planet. Others dripped with a deep loathing. His lips twitched underneath his helmet. He turned to wife, who was now stiff beside him her full lips pressed tightly together. "Today I have brought you, my empress." He extended his hand out towards her. "Yesterday, we commemorated our wedding." He lowered his hand, then reached out and grabbed Falynn's, and yanked her forward, raising both of their hands together. If she was going to make her statements he would make his own. "As a gift to her, and her people I have decided I would bring Order to Naboo. I trust as my bride has come from these lands you will show your loyalty to the First Order." He turned his face towards her. "And to us."

Falynn turned her sharp eyes on him. She could not hide what was there. Resentment and hatred, not realizing what he was doing for her. The opportunity he had laid out before her. He had brought her home, something he couldn't even do for himself. His fingers tightened around hers as if he could convey that message to her. What he was trying to give to her. To them. She stared at their hands in a hollow silence.

A voice from the crowd broke his attention away from her when he heard someone shout. "I will not cower before the Order!"

Without removing his hand from hers, Kylo simply raised his other hand seeking the individual who spoke. With his strong gift of the force, he easily found them. The Stormtroopers recognizing the command and moved their way down the steps and around the crowd and holding up their blasters.

Kylo's fist closed.

He heard a gasp coming out of her lips as Falynn's grew eyes wide watching that one individual fall to the ground. The others in the crowd did not dare to move or to speak. An easy lesson to learn when speaking against him.

He gave them their warning, and as he let go of Falynn's hand, he spoke quietly. "Another gift to you, wife. Be grateful the rest of the crowd remained unscathed."

She turned watching as he walked back toward the command shuttle, and there it was burning. A fire in those eyes, a fire that he knew wish could burn him from where he stood. All for one life. He stared at her for a moment, studying her as she stood there, in the clothing of her people. As if she was taunting him with the black matching his own. He turned and disappeared into the command shuttle, as the ramp closed shutting her out, along with everything else.


Kylo remained silent as he made his way toward the front of the ship, removing his helmet tempted to throw it across the ship crashing into the first thing it hit. Taking deep inhales through his nose, Kylo ran his fingers through his thick black hair before gripping onto the seat behind the pilots. The seat that Falynn had sat in only hours ago as he led her to her gift.

His gloved fingers creaked as his grip tightened on the seat, the burn of her stare still lingering on him. This union was already falling apart. She was blocking herself from him, not allowing him to get in. She didn't see herself as his wife, his ally. He wasn't sure what she felt or thought about what she was in this union. The image of her, out of the dress he had personally picked for her for this day, replaced by the clothing of Naboo. It was her way to spite him, to show him that she would not bend to him, that she was more connected to these people. A proof that she had no connection to him, despite the black that covered both of their skin.

With a loud yell, Kylo pulled out his red lightsaber swiftly cutting the seat in half. The heavy black leather landed on the shuttle's floor with a loud thud. Brushing his black hair out of his face Kylo stared at the now broken chair a newfound emptiness hollowing out his chest.

The sound of the shuttle's ramp opening broke Kylo out of his thoughts, as he turned to see who was entering the shuttle. He was about to yell at whoever entered the ship to leave him alone, then cursed under his breath.

General Hux stood at the entrance leaving the ramp opened, a brow arched at the now broken chair. His head then straightened up, his pale blue eyes narrowing in amusement at Kylo. Turning the power off of his lightsaber, Kylo hooked it back to his side as he carefully watched Hux approach him, with his own air of caution. He hated Hux, he had hated him for a long time. If it wasn't for his skilled military strategies Kylo would have already cut him down long ago. Despite his arrogance Hux proved himself to be useful to the First Order and to him. He hadn't committed any crime or defiance against Kylo or the Order which would allow him a good enough reason to kill Hux.

"What is it?" Kylo quietly snapped.

"I come to inquire what our plans with Naboo are," Hux replied calmly as he stepped in front of Kylo, moving his eyes back to the broken chair. "Your empress has made her way into the crowd. What are your plans with her exactly?"

"My plans with my wife are of no concern of yours," Kylo hissed at him.

Kylo's dark eyes watched as Hux moved himself to the front windows of the shuttle. Kylo followed his gaze to the Naboo citizens that were outside. All of them were already making their way down the streets, huddling close together, eyes lingering on the command shuttle.

"I mean no quarrels with you, great leader," Hux reassured, his posture seemed more relaxed than usual. It did not strike well with Kylo's nerves as his own muscles were tight with tension underneath his black leathers. "I just would like to be informed on our tactics here. Do I need to rally troops?" He slightly turned his head almost smirking at Kylo. "The empress doesn't seem that interested in your plans. I was seeing if you needed my help in convincing her otherwise."

"I need you to stay away from her," Kylo's voice became quiet, lethal, as he placed his helmet back on his head. "I need you to keep track of the Stormtroopers and their fleet. If anymore speak out against the First Order, take command from there."

Kylo turned away from Hux ready to leave the shuttle until Hux's voice shot at his back"Do you also want me to send someone to fix the chair?"

His thoughts snapped from a quiet rage that flung the broken piece of the chair at Hux.

It had barely missed Hux, who stared at it now wide-eyed as it crashed against the floor.

"I need you," Kylo spoke through the mask, more menacing and promising of what would happen next if Hux stepped out of line. "To do what you are told."


She hated him. Falynn had made her way into the crowds as soon as Kylo left and headed to where the man had fallen. He hadn't been much older than thirty. Falynn peered around the crowd to see if there was a child, a woman. Any sign of his family. She didn't see any, all she saw were faces that stared at her with hate.

Hatred, because she was with the man that murdered this innocent man, just because he spoke out. He didn't threaten him, didn't raise a weapon. I just used his voice. A gift that had now been taken away from her people. None of them spoke a word against her, for fear of the Stormtroopers that still surrounded them. And her.

They were afraid of her.

Please! Falynn wanted to scream. Please let me help! Tell me what I can do to help! This wasn't my doing. I didn't want to bring them here!

She couldn't though. She would have to let Kylo, take her planet. Possibly take a few more lives if she wanted to reach a greater purpose. She owed the Resistance, and she owed Leia. She owed Naboo. She might not be able to save them all, but she could possibly save a majority through her silence. Turning from the crowd she moved past them, she made her way off the streets. She shot a steely look at the Stormtroopers who tried following her. She made sure Henne was not following behind her either.

When she was sure she was unseen, she ran.

She ran into the fields that led to the mountains. Tears stung her eyes pooling onto her cheeks as she made her way into the thicket of green and woods. And when she was hidden away by those tall trees she screamed while falling to her knees. And she let her powers fully unleash from her, blasting the pebbles, leaves, and twigs that surrounded her sending them to shatter against the trees.

She stayed bent over, wrapping her arms herself as she sobbed and screamed. Screamed from the emptiness that she felt. She screamed because the home and people she loved now hated her. She screamed because even though she was in her own lands now, she felt so far away. So so far that she might have well been floating in the stars where no one could reach her. She fell to her side as her body shuddered the rocks and leaves underneath her still shaking from the force releasing itself from Falynn's body.

Falynn let that power pour out, and pour and pour until she found there was nothing left in her.


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