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tfa_kink2016-02-07 01:55 pm
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Re: FILL - Re: Emperor Hux/Fem!Kylo - Impregnation Kink - part 3
Bree took her baby girl from the doctor’s hands and cradled her in her arms. “Oh hello little one!” The baby let out some hiccupping short cries, “Oh don’t cry! Mama’s here.” She ran her hand over the baby’s damp hair, a definite shade of dark red and when the baby looked at her mother Bree could tell she had blue eyes.
Leia smiled at her daughter, “She’s beautiful, have you finally decided on a name?”
“Makani.”
Emperor Hux looked up as the communications officer entered the conference room. “A message has arrived for your attention in particular with a notice that a similar announcement will go public in a few days. The Alderaani Diaspora is pleased to announce the birth of Princess Makani Organa Solo, daughter of Princess Bree Organa Solo and Armitage Hux of Arkanis, granddaughter of Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan and her consort Han Solo of Corellia, granddaughter of Brendol Hux of Arkanis.”
Hux stood and listened, conflicted. On the one hand, he was furious about the downgrade in his status in the child’s official name, and the further disappointment in the child being a girl, annoyance that her trust in the Force proved correct. “Any picture?”
“Just says pending.”
Hux spent the rest of the day being surly and leaving conversations and refusing to see his mother. He sat on his side of the bed, which had totally been completely revamped after Kylo escaped, the linens and mattress replaced. He sighed and rubbed his face, then opened his keepsake box. He pulled out the letter he hadn’t had the courage to open and read. He had spent days wondering how she got a hold of ink and paper. He opened the letter.
“Armitage, If you are reading this this letter I have either escaped or have been killed. If I have escaped then it was all to protect my baby. Know that while life in exile won’t be easy, I will love our child. She will be loved and cared for, no one will abuse or neglect her. She will always know who her father is, even if my mother never acknowledges you. If I have been killed, please take care of our child, give her the pleasant and happy childhood you never had. If you cannot do that, and equally cannot bear to have her anywhere near you then have her taken to my mother. I will not contest a separation and I actually do hope you find someone who makes you happy. Sincerely yours, Kylo, Master of the Knights of Ren, Princess of the Alderaani Diaspora.”
*
At the urging of the Elder Houses Leia agreed to try to work with Emperor Hux, hoping this might lead to a treaty.
Bree was skeptical. “Really? No, the odds,” she spotted her father’s frown, “Aren’t good.”
“Never tell me the odds,” Han crooned to his granddaughter.
“We’ve made arrangements to visit with a party personally representing the emperor.”
“I’ll stick around for this meeting, then we are going on a journey.” She leaned over and pressed a kiss on top of Makani’s head.
The Imperial party arrived at a neutral location and the negotiators were taken in a sheltered shuttle to where Bree was.
“Oh hell no.” She said looking at the holo. “Not going in a room with that woman.”
“Hux’s mother?”
“On paper. Oh, damn, wasn’t supposed to mention that.” Bree finished off most insincerely.
Maratelle Hux looked up as Leia and Han entered the room. “I am here to collect my grandchild.”
“And you say I’m bad at negotiation?” Han said to Leia.
Leia hushed him then then turned to Maratelle, “Perhaps some introductions are in order. “I am Princess Leia Organa and this is my consort, Han Solo…” Leia shook her head in disbelief at the scoff she received.
Maratelle fixed Leia with an angry glare, “I am here for my grandson. My son’s blood heir.”
Leia and Han looked at each other with open confusion on their faces, but Leia could feel other, truer emotions from Han. Her sabacc face was perfect as she turned to Maratelle and said in her most gracious and innocent tone, “I’m sorry?”
“Your daughter has absconded with the Emperor’s heir and I will take that boy with me!”
“I’m sorry,” Leia said, “My daughter had a baby girl, precious little thing.”
“That is not possible!”
“Bree notified your son two days after Makani’s birth.” Leia said.
Maratelle was absolutely enraged and leapt to her feet, “He has officially named his child with Kylo of the Ren as his heir! That cannot be a girl!” she pointed at Leia, “You are a filthy liar!” She turned and stormed out of the room.
Both shook with repressed emotions, finally Leia asked, “I’m going to have you write the letter to the Elder Houses. I don’t know if I could put that into words.”
“What a piece of work.” Han muttered.
*
Bree sat at the top of the ramp, in a rocking chair, nursing Makani. Vicrul sat in a nearby non rocking chair and questioned her master’s sanity as she sat and stared out at Niima outpost.
A speeder entering the settlement caught the women’s attention. Bree stood, tucked herself away and handed Makani to Vicrul. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Extra milk in the stasis chamber.”
Rey had just finished unloading her speeder and grabbed the end of the netting to drag off her salvage. She jumped when the other end was hoisted off the ground and into the hand of a familiar figure. “Bree?”
“In the flesh.”
Rey stood and stared at the taller older woman, “I never told you where I was.”
“The Force finally revealed you to me. Can we put this down?” She gently jiggled the net sling.
Rey nodded and they set the sling down, “What if my family comes looking for me?”
“How about we find them first? If my mother and her resources can find a woman lost for thirty years, we can find yours.” Bree shoved the bag to the side and reached out for Rey’s hand, “I can at least promise you won’t starve and there are things I can teach you about the Force that are easier to learn in person. Please?”
Rey nodded. They resecured the netting to the speeder and Bree followed Rey to her home to pack a few things.
Bree studied the wall and felt the loneliness and sadness. She reached out and touched the marks, getting a rough estimate with her eyes. The image of a scrawny pale red headed boy sitting in a corner nursing bruises flashed across her mind’s eye. She shook her head to clear it and turned to Rey, “Ready?”