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Hex
Rey tried to maintain her composure under the scrutiny of her grandfather's gaze, as her heart beat wildly at the presence of the prisoner at the mighty sorcerer's feet.
Palpatine pushed the young man dismissively until he was kneeling in front of Rey.
-What am I supposed to do with him? - She asked in a bored tone without daring to look at him.
-Whatever you want, practice your best hexs, show what you have learned. He is a prince, royal blood is excellent for dark spells.
Rey couldn't help it anymore and had to look at the man. He was bound hand and foot, his black hair tousled and blood spurted from his lips. They had beaten him but surely he had fought.
She knew him, had dreamed of him all her life, was linked to him in some way. Ben, that was his name. It was then when he looked at her and Rey could feel the bond between them being sealed before those challenging black eyes.
-One thing dearer -Palpatine added casually -be sure to kill him when you're done with him.
Rey nodded and a lump formed in her throat, she could feel the hatred that emanated from Ben's soul like daggers that pierced her own soul.
She could hear his voice, like an enraged growl, as he passed by her said, dragged into the depths of the castle by her grandfather's hooded servants.
-I swear I'll kill you.
"You already did" she thought with a heavy heart.