She is there for him, thatâs for sure. Does he know it? She hopes no. It makes some difficulties.
His mind is so complicated, full of forts and traps. Nysa is careful to not fall on one of these. Kyloâs mind is like a minefield where she searches to understand the way to go. His dark hazel eyes is so hypnotized, itâs really difficult to remain concentrated.
She sees Han Soloâs death and the pain of a son. She was near to kill her mother, but at the end, she didnât do: she couldnât kill Keyra because she was her mother. She is always her mother
âI didnât hate him. But I didnât need himâ
«are you sure about it, Kylo? When you will not need me, youâll kill me? Is this your way of dealing with things?» sheâs not angry, but very sad and worried.
âThank youâ he is so lovely in that moment, she wants to kiss him, but Nysa doesnât do, because itâs not right. He doesnât love her. He canât love anyone.
When Nysa opens her eyes, she thinks to be in a dream. Heâs so handsome, as when they were at the temple, but more adult and charming. Her finger caresses his lips and then touch the tip of the nose.
When his eyes open, her heart skips a beat, while the finger âthat touched his lipsâ grazes her lips, as the kiss she desires.
âHow do you feel?â His voice is incredibly hot also when he is just woke up.
«much better. And you, master?» her voice is sweet and apprehensively, as it was in past.
Nysa stands up, forgetting to be half naked, covered only with underwear and the blanket. Her back is naked and studded of bruises. «we should⊠go to train, right?»
@knight-ov-ren
He knew that Nova was there for Ben. Always. They were so close, they were always having each otherâs backs. However, life wasnât kind to them in any way, as the two were torn apart in tho different paths. The truth was, Kylo thought no one could have been there for him. He thought he was unlovable. His mind was part of the problem. Too traumatized, he had been building wall after wall, trap after trap, in order to keep himself same from the utter invasion that Snoke committed every single day in the mind of his apprentice. Kyloâs sense of abandonment left him sore to the core, splitting his soul in half in the moment of han Soloâs murder. Kylo was born from pain and lived in it, unable to break free from the endless cycle of violence that his life had become. «are you sure about it, Kylo? When you will not need me, youâll kill me? Is this your way of dealing with things?» He wanted to turn away, to leave. Nysa was only stating the truth - it was Kyloâs insane reasoning was motivated by Snokeâs manipulation, and he was too afraid to see it. To see that a master once again failed him, to see that he was a prey to someone who only kept him alive for his powers. I could kill you now. Iâm not doing it. He simply stated, but there was so much more behind his words: he meant to say that he always needed her, and even if this wasnât the case, he could never kill her. She was the only person he genuinely loved - although it was difficult to admit it to himself now. After a long night of dreamless sleep, Kylo woke up feeling Nysaâs soft touch on his face. Surprised at first, he closed his eyelids, enjoying a loving gesture - one that he hadnât received in years. «much better. And you, master?» her voice is soft - softer than anything heâs ever heard. Iâm good. He answered, and his lips slightly parted in surprise, as he saw the bare skin of Nysaâs back. His first instinct was not to look at her from obvious embarrassment. Heâd never seen her this bare, and it made his heart flutter uncomfortably. However, he kept his gaze on her, examining her bruised skin. «we should⊠go train, right?» She asked, and Kylo nodded, standing up as well, trying not to look too much at his apprentice. Yes, weâll work on the force today. He declared, adjusting his clothes before walking to the door. He was ready to spare Nysa some pain by starting the physical training the next day.  Was he being too good to her? Iâll see you at the training post in half an hour.












