The Reckoning Chapter Two
Summary: A union between two rebels brings Lucy to her new life on Krownest, where different challenges await.
A week had gone by far too quickly for Lucy's comfort, though, she admitted; she was enjoying her time on Kelevala. She wandered on her own mostly, talking with different clans and training with Ahsoka when she could. Sometimes Sabine joined her, introducing her to different people she knew, such as Fenn Rau.
Everyone treated her with stiff politeness, and she had been told there hadn't been a Mandalorian Jedi since Tarre Vizsla. But they appreciated her curiosity even if they didn't understand her being a Jedi.
By the time her wedding to Sabine came, Lucy was nervous; but more understanding. Although she thought to herself, she still didn't appreciate Leia springing this on her in the first place.
"I know you're still mad at me." Leia said softly. She straightened out the blue cape over Lucy's dress. They didn't have a clan or clan colors. But House Organa's would do even if Lucy had never been a part of it.
"You should have asked me first." Lucy looks away and is surprised to see how beautiful she looks in the mirror. Her hair is tied up in a complicated braid-bun at the top of her head.
"I'm sorry." Leia says softly. "I should have."
Lucy sighs. "Well, it's too late now." She looks at Leia. "I have to go through with this." She squeezes Leia's arm as a knock sounds at the door.
The door opens and Alrich Wren bows his head as he steps through.
"Good morning, Princess, Lady Skywalker. I'm here to escort my future daughter in law down the aisle." Alrich looks at them with a kind smile.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you." Leia says, "But I was going to -"
"I'm afraid that Mandalorian custom dictates that in the event a marriage partner has no parents, then a parent of their future spouse must walk them down the aisle." Alrich steps forward, speaking politely.
Leia looks at Lucy and pulls her in for a hug. "I'm sorry I've done this to you, but it's really for the best. I hope you can forgive me one day."
Lucy kisses her on the cheek as she steps back and nods. "I'll see you inside."
Leia smiles and steps away, nodding at Alrich. "Thank you."
"Of course Princess." He says and looks at Lucy. "I'm afraid Ursa passed the task onto me. She is Countess, but is having trouble accepting this arrangement."
"It's okay if she hates me, you know. She doesn't know me." Lucy replies. "I appreciate you taking the role in her place."
Alrich smiled. "It really is no trouble. Don't mind Ursa. She's just upset that she had no say in this. Don't take her annomosity for anger."
Lucy nodded, feeling nervous. "Thank you."
Alrich nodded and held out his arm, and Lucy placed her fingers on in, before wrapping an arm around it and putting her hand hand on the opposite side.
"You'll be okay." Alrich says. "Sabine is a wonderful woman." They walk out of the room towards the main hall. "She's just been through a lot."
Lucy swallowed nervously. "Right."
"But she seems quite taken with you." Alrich says with a smile. "It reminds me of how I first looked at Ursa when we met. How I acted."
They paused at the open doors, and Lucy saw Sabine standing at the end near Bo in her armor. Mandalorians and Rebels stood on either side and looked at them as they approached and started walking. Ursa was standing next to Tristain, and Leia next to Ahsoka, R2 and some other members of the Rebellion who could make it.
Lucy tried to keep her eyes forward and clutched Alrich's arm tighter. She net Sabine's gaze, who gave her a sort if grim smile, but her eyes were alight. She looked over Lucy and smiled softly. As if pleased by what she saw.
"I pass Lucy onto you." Alrich said, and stepped back with a bow as they reached Sabine and Bo.
Lucy stood next to Sabine and dropped her gaze. Her hair was slicked back, and it looked nice. Attractive. Lucy blushed.
Bo waited until Alrich was standing next to Ursa before she began. She took a breath, and gave them a serious look.
"Today, we witness the union of Lucy Skywalker and Sabine Wren of Clan Wren. It is an unusual union, but one that will be written in song for generations."
Bo paused and looked at Sabine. "Do you accept Lucy as your wife and will stand next to her? Will you care for her? Will raise warriors with her?"
"And do you Lucy, accept Sabine as your wife and will stand next to her? Will you care for her? Will you raise warriors with her?"
"I...I will." Lucy answered.
"Then you may now say the vow." Bo nodded.
Sabine turned to Lucy and held out a pauldron, "Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde."
"Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde." Lucy answered, struggling a bit to get the pronunciation right. She had only been learning a week, but she hoped it didn't sound too bad.
We are one when together, we are one when parted, we will share all, we will raise warriors.
Lucy held her breath as Sabine attached the pauldron with Clan Wren's symbol to her cape and reached down to bring her hands in hers. She brought Lucy's knuckles up and kissed them.
"Welcome to Clan Wren, Lucy Skywalker."
Bo started clapping and the rest of the room joined in. She smiled at them, and Sabine took Lucy's arm; leading her away.
"Are you suggesting we elope?" Lucy whispered back.
"Can't elope if we're already married." Sabine smirked. Lucy sighed.
"Alright. Where are we going?"
"Krownest. It'll just be us." Sabine said softly. "Besides a few members. It'll be a lot calmer than what we will deal with normally."
She stopped as Tristain came up to them, and smiled at him. They were almost out of the room.
"Welcome to the family." Tristain said. He smiled at Lucy. "Good luck putting up with my older sister...ow!"
Sabine sighed. "I'll pinch you again, little brother."
"Don't be mean." Tristain bowed to Lucy. "I'll see you back at Krownest. Mother and I have a mission to Mandalore in a few days."
"I'll see you soon Tristain. Good luck." Sabine said softly. He smiled and left and Sabine turned to Lucy.
"Let's go! Before we get intercepted again."
By the time they had said the rest of their goodbyes, mostly to Leia and R2 until Lucy returned to the Rebellion in a few days' time, and Ahsoka and Bo; it was late. The few Mandalorians who stayed greeted Lucy cordially and had assured her she would get used to the cold in time.
Lucy liked Sabine's home despite this, after being given a brief tour, and Sabine pointing out what paintings were hers and what were her father's, she had led Lucy back to hers, no; their room.
It was cozy, Lucy thought. A large bed, desk littered with paint supplies. A fireplace. She stepped into the room and admired it, and looked around with a small smile as Sabine pressed sleeping clothes in her arms.
"I'm a little taller, but you can change in the fresher; have a shower if you want. I'm just going to get ready for bed." Sabine explained, and Lucy took in a sharp breath.
"Okay, thank you." Lucy said. "I'll just..." She quickly walked to the fresher, and got ready for bed. By the time she came out again, feeling more relaxed, Sabine was lounging on the bed, flipping through a holo-pad.
Lucy felt nervous, it wasn't like she had never shared a bed with another woman to go to sleep, but she still didn't really know Sabine. She carefully made her way over and Sabine glanced up, graciously putting her work down and lifting the covers so Lucy could climb in next to her.
"A little." Lucy answered, and she glanced at Sabine, laying next to her. "You're planet is cold." She complained. "Is it covered in snow all the time?"
"Unfortunately." Sabine looked at her. "You'll get used to it." She moved on her side and sounded amused. "If not I'm sure we can come up with a solution."
Lucy made a noise of disagreement, and Sabine laughed. "I'm going to freeze to death."
"Please don't steal all the blankets." Sabine said, and Lucy looked at her.
"I'm not a blanket thief." Lucy replied.
"You say that now..." Sabine smiled at Lucy and looked amused. "I can put my arm around you if you want. Help you stay warm."
Lucy blushes. "Well... okay." She swallows hard. "Since we're married now and all."
Sabine throws her arm around Lucy's waist and pulls her close, Lucy's head resting on her shoulder. "Is this okay?"
"Yes." Lucy manages to get out. She can hear Sabine breath, her heartbeat echoing through the force. "Sabine?"
"Yeah?" Sabine shifted so she could look down at her.
"Thank you. For being so good about everything." Lucy said shyly.
"I'd be a poor riduur if I wasn't." Sabine grinned. "But you're welcome." She shifts back down, and Lucy stops her long enough to kiss Sabine, brief and soft.
"What was that for?" Sabine chokes out when they part. She's blushing, Lucy notices. It's almost the same color as their bed sheets.
"A goodnight kiss." Lucy offers. "Since we're married." She hopes she hasn't upset her. "Should I not have?"
"You're so cute, Lucy." Sabine replies and Lucy blushes.
"Well I've never been married before." Lucy protests, feeling hot. She frowns a little, and Sabine tries not to laugh.
"Well no." Lucy admits. "But you have more experience then me I bet." She settles back into Sabine's embrace. Sabine follows suit, and wraps Lucy a little more tightly in her arms.
"A little. But war doesn't leave room for much." Sabine replies. Lucy smiled a little.
"I can't imagine it does." Lucy said softly.
Sabine kissed the top of Lucy's head. "We'll figure it out." She sighed softly. "Goodnight Lucy."
"Night Sabine." Lucy replied, and fell asleep.
As the light shone through the painted windows of Sabine's room the next morning, Lucy stirred. It was strange to have such a good sleep without the nightmares of those she had lost plaguing her mind. She yawned and then woke up with a start, only to realise where she was and that the bed was partially empty. She sat up, letting the covers pool around her waist, and frowned when the door opened. Sabine grinned at her, dressed in her armor, and held out a tray.
Lucy smiled a little as Sabine put the tray over her lap. "You're spoiling me."
Sabine winked. "You're lucky I can cook." She sat down next to her and took a piece of fruit off her plate. "Wife tax." She told Lucy at her startled look.
"Wife tax? That's not a thing."
"It is now." Sabine replied and took another piece. Lucy fought back a laugh and started to eat, not realizing how hungry she was.
Sabine watched her for a few moments, before Lucy paused and looked at her, brow furrowed.
"Are you okay?" Lucy asked, cleaning her hands on a napkin.
"Can I ask you what it was like growing up?" Sabine asked softly. "You don't have to tell me. I'm just...curious."
Lucy shrugged. "I grew up on Tatooine with my Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen. And Uncle Ben, but I didn't see him much." She added, "We were farmers."
"No. I've never been. Have you?" Lucy asked.
"I had a private tutor when I was younger. Then I...I was trained at the Imperial Academy on Mandalore." Sabine looked away, ashamed.
"That doesn't make you a bad person." Lucy set the tray to the side, put a hand on Sabine's shoulder. "You got an education."
"Yes. But at what cost?" Sabine replied. She looked at Lucy. "What do you like to read?" Sabine said, changing the subject.
"I don't read books. I'm don't really know how."
"You...what?" Sabine said. She briefly thought of Ezra. She wasn't ignorant. She knew that there were plenty of people who couldn't. But she felt bad.
"I just kind of go with things." Lucy admitted. "Leia teaches me what she can, but the letters get mixed up in my head. It's hard." She explained.
Sabine paused, and then reached over to pull a sketch pad and a pencil from her side table.
Lucy tapped her fingers against the page when Sabine is done, impressed by how easily and fast she wrote it.
"You're name silly. You're married name." Sabine smiles softly. "Lucy Skywalker Wren." Sabine taps each word with her pencil as she goes along.
Lucy looks at Sabine but stays silent. The words drew a bit into focus, and she felt Sabine take her hand.
"Here, let me -" Sabine places the pencil in her hand and covers it with her own. She carefully outlines each letter, saying how to pronounce each letter in Aurabesh.
Lucy draws a sharp breath but focuses. Drawing out her name in awkward, child like letters. She looks at Sabine when she's done, and gives her a kiss on the cheek.
"We'll keep working at it." Sabine offers, and she draws Lucy back against her, Sabibe wrapping her arms around her. "I'm afraid we only get three days to relax."
Lucy made a noise of protest. "Damn Empire." She sighed. "I should probably get up and get ready."
"You could." Sabine answers. "But you're supposed to be relaxing."
Lucy made a noise of protest.
"Don't argue with me." Sabine tickled her sides, and Lucy laughed. "See, I know how to subdue a Jedi."
"Okay okay...you win. I'll stay."
Sabine kissed her on the top of the head.