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@kylorendarknight
“He matters? HE MATTERS?!“ He could feel the fit of rage clouding everything around him, his own judgment included. Fuck. And he had planned to be romantic and calm about this. “You know who matters? I DO. The Supreme Leader.“ He felt regretting the words as he was saying them. “You know, if you wanted to whore yourself for power you could have at least chosen somebody relevant.“
For a moment, he almost lost his own temper. He felt the heat of his rage rising around his throat. But luckily for both of them, Ren decided to take the low road. “I'm not whoring myself out, you utter imbecile,” he snarled, his anger turning icy cold. “We’re engaged.” He tugged one leather glove easily off, so that Ren could catch the glint of light on the gold band around his finger. It wasn’t about power, not completely. He and Nidge got on well, he might even dare say that he loved him. And anyway, a First Order General and a Senator-- their titles looked good together.
“He has a whole planet, I should hope that he’s relevant,” He spoke each word as if it were a blow, meant to chip away at Ren. Not that he’d have ever thought they might end up together-- not seriously. “With all due respect, Supreme Leader,” meaning exactly none. “This is none of your business.”
