“--how is the Huttslayer?” The Hutt patrician chuckles low. “I hear she grows more beautiful every day. Jabba never should have underestimated her.”
Rey opens her mouth: “She--”
“I also hear,” he interrupts, “you stole her son’s heart with words and wiles.” His eyebrows raise and there’s a sparkle in his eye.
“This is the first I’ve heard of it,” Rey says, honestly. Her skin is suddenly chilled. It’s untrue, it’s categorically untrue. “Supreme Leader Ren and I have ever only been at odds.” The half truth burns.
“You destabilized the galaxy with those pretty eyes of yours,” he simpers. “Take some pride.”













