#ben skywalker

The Acolyte and Little Kylo Ren

Kylo Ren x Princess!OC

SYPNOSIS :  A padwan, a princess and now the most feared man in the galaxy's wife. Aarzu has seen it all, from the poise of a princess to the patience of a jedi she had mastered it all… well except  for one thing. Becoming the wife of Kylo Ren, the commander of the First order, the man who unbeknownst to her has been waiting for this moment his entire life, to see the girl who once saw behind the Skywalker name and saw Ben, the only one who didn't want a legend but a friend instead. Only now she doesn't recognize the man standing before her, clad in darkness, and he can't stand it.

WARNINGS: Mentions of death, arranged marriage, forced proximity, Kylo Ren has issues (nothing too hard), Character Death,OC’s dad is horrible, Childhood Abuse, Mentions of suicide, Snoke, Injuries, Gore, Violent Deaths, Enemies to Lovers trope (if u really need a warning for that), Eventual Smut, Imprisonment, unhealthy coping mechanisms, Fem!Reader.

A/N: First of all i'd like to preface this is a series with more chapters to come!! Second i want to say i've tried my best to capture kylo ren but if i mess up please forgive me, and ofcourse thank you to anyone who took time out their day to read this! i really hope you like this story as much as i loved writing it, (ps second chapter will come soon!)

Also posted on AO3 ↳ https://archiveofourown.org/works/82478636

When i was a child my mother used to tell me to Not lose my heart, no matter where I was, no matter how hard the world tried to change me. To coerce me into accepting anything other than what I wanted, I'm glad she wasn't here today. Today, where I stand at the altar about to meet my doom, my husband, Kylo Ren.

I fix my dress, smoothening out the lace edges of my bell like sleeves, anything to get my mind off what was about to happen. A Week. It had been a week since I returned home to my kingdom, my planet, my dorne. After 20 years of training to be a jedi by My Master, Mace Windu, the last thing I was expecting was a grand welcome but neither was I expecting to be married off as soon as My Despicable father could secure a profitable enough match. I’m snapped out of my thoughts when the doors open to reveal my Soon-to-be Husband,it seems he is as excited as me about our impending nuptials, not that i could tell with that chunk of metal he calls a mask on his face, but something told me he wasn't exactly thrilled to be getting married to a girl he met last week either. He was clad in dark robes, as he usually was, I quickly learned he didn't take a particular interest in colours. Or anything joyful for that matter.

The officiant quickly cleared his throat, even though he seemed to be uncomfortable in the presence of the 6 foot 3 inch man beside me at the moment. Fear seemed to be a common factor when it came to Ren.  Fear, Anger and Envy were his elements. Whoever met him was either scared of him, hated him or wanted to be him; there was no in between, but the question was: Which one was I?

‘Before we commence with the ceremony, Anyone who wishes to object this union shall speak now or forever hold your peace’ The Officiants voice broke through the silence and left me hoping that someone anyone would object, deep down I knew no one would be foolish enough to try and stop Ren, after a silence that seemed to last forever and momentarily at the same time passed, the ceremony started.

‘Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to witness the union of Saiyaara Devraj, Princess of Dorne, Daughter to King Devraj and the late Queen Aniya and Kylo Ren, Warlord of the First Order and commander of the knights of Ren’ As he spoke, I tried my hardest to pay attention to the words that left his mouth. The mention of my mother's name made me tense. I wondered how she would feel about this disaster that had fallen upon me, while I mostly knew she wouldn't be as ecstatic as my father was over the fact that I was his burden no more, a small part of me felt she would have expected this of him, of my future. The officiant turned to me after he was done blathering, his face holding no emotion whatsoever; it seemed like my betrothed, he was eager to get this over with, and that was one wish I'd happily oblige.

‘I, Saiyaara of Dorne,’ i started repeating the officiants words slowly, carefully as if one mistake would get me killed, voice firm, body tense as i looked up into his mask,it was the closest thing to his face, ‘Take thee, Kylo Ren, to be my lawfully wedded husband, in health and in sickness, in wealth and in poverty, till death do us part.” and with those words i had sealed my imminent fate, i was the first order’s property now, not my fathers, going from one cruel bastard to another, my life it seemed had a pattern. I watched as Ren spoke the same words—the same vow, even though we both knew we had no intention of keeping it, the words came out of his mask; mechanical, muffled and without nary a hint of emotion, I blanked out for the rest of the evening. 

After the disgustingly lavish afterparty, which neither Ren nor I had any interest in, we alongside the stormtroopers, headed back to the ship. I was still in the long, lacy wedding dress, but that was the least of my worries. The Most of them, though, was that I and he were being escorted separately, shouldn't we have gone together? Why was I being taken by a whole fleet of officers who no doubt probably had something better to do? That was one of the more bigger concerns, looking around, it seemed we were headed towards the Star Destroyer, the First Order's mode of transportation, and terror. 

Boarding the ship I realized one thing, or many things I would say,  the realisation that i was married now, that i was someone's wife hit me like a truck, this wasn't fantasy or a dream, i was here in the first orders ship not as a prisoner as i would have expected months ago but as their new lady of the ship, it was nauseating thought for sure. 

When I least expected the giant, I called my husband, stood right next to me, appearing out of nowhere. It had looked as if he had been aboard the ship way before me; he had a whole other fleet of first order generals behind him, along with more stormtroopers. How many of these things did they have? He was still clad in the same attire as he was before, his mask and robe bellowing behind him.

Suddenly, a woman, wearing the first orders uniform, stood in front of me, it seemed she was dornish, she was tall as i was making her around to be 5’5, her skin was brown like mine only duskier, her eyes lined with kajol, her nose pointed and sharp, she was beautiful no doubt of it, but who was she?  Before I got the chance to speak up, Ren beat me to it.

“From today forward, Kalyani will be attending to you, should you need anything. For now, though, I suggest you retire to bed. We have a long journey ahead” With that, he walked off, not sparing another glance toward our direction.

“If you're wondering if he's always like that, the answer is yes, My Lady”, the woman—Kalyani, spoke up behind, so she was to be my lady's maid, huh? I could live with that, atleast she spoke her mind rather than brooding and avoiding me. I smiled politely, shaking my head, amused or seeming to be.

“I am not surprised to say the least, but never mind him, I am exhausted from the festivities of the day. Would you be kind enough to tell me where my room is?” I asked, looking around , I could not make heads or tails of the large ship. It would for sure take some time getting used to all this.

Kalayni simply smiled and gestured to follow her, walking along the corridors that seemed to stretch on forever.

The room itself wasn't all that gloomy, but then of course I was used to the surroundings of a cave or a cheap tavern, the more and more I think of it, sometimes I seemed less princess more peasant, the thought made a smile appear across my face.

I ran my fingers along the white polished marble, looking around the room was exactly like the rest of the ship. Cold and Soulless, pretty and organised yes– but all together soulless, it was sure not a home but a house. The walls were made of the same cold marble and the decor was made of linen. It was quite accommodating;I turned to Kalayni wanting to thank her.

‘Thank you for the tour—and the company’ I smiled warmly, placing my hand lightly on her shoulder to quietly say that I appreciated it, because I did.

‘Your most welcome my lady’ she returned my sentiment of a smile and spoke again ‘If you ever need anything be it assistance or Counsel or even a listening ear, feel free to call for me anytime’ she offered, exiting the room swiftly afterwards; leaving me alone with my thoughts once again. I plopped down on the plush sofa, finally free to unwind and process this long long day. Looking down at the ring that had a rock as big as a large grape, this didn't feel like it was real yet somehow it was.

After an hour of simply sitting in silence I decided to get up and get out of this ridiculously lacy dress, checking the closet, half praying and half wondering if there clothes in the walk-in closet. To my surprise and relief the close was filled with various articles of clothing, mostly neutral tones and black but i was starting to get accustomed to this theme, grabbing a pair of sweat pants and a black sweater i head to the refresher to wash the days exhaustion off

A/N: ANDD THATS A WRAPPP feel free to reblog and comment for a cookie and chance to hug kylo ren!

Well that really depends on which stories I would leave and which I would cut. If we cut Dark Empire and restructure the Jedi Academy Trilogy I can see Luke and Mara getting together a couple years later. Basically Luke would start the Jedi Academy after the Thrawn Trilogy and Mara would be one of his first students. Now during this period they’re going to get close but they won’t do anything because it is a bit of a power in-balance having them be together during that time. But after Mara becomes a Knight which I always use as a journey for her to come to terms with both her trauma and her guilt of doing horribly things as Emperor’s Hand. Then after I would have them be together.

Unlike the EU I would have them be in a relationship for some time before getting married. After they get married I would assume the war is over and so Luke and Mara would probably have Ben as NJO shows that they really wanted to be parents. So I would have Ben be born before NJO. As I would placed NJO further than the timeline basically during the time of Dark Nest to give the characters some peace time and because I want to Ben be a part of it.

I would just replace Ben’s birth with Alana’s as the birth to bring happiness during the Vong’s invasion.