𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄 , 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 previous supreme leader snoke , her grandfather in disguise , might’ve liked. hands hang at the woman’s side , feet steeping down the stairs leading to her throne before coming to stand just a few feet from kylo ren. ; ❝ why do i run from you? ❞ she asked , brow quirking upward as a small smirk pressed against crimson red tinted lips. step is taken closer to him , heavy booted feet sounding against floor. moment is taken for darkened eyes to peer into his own , gaze held intensely : ❝ because it amuses me. ❞ simple answer , but one filled with 𝙷𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙴𝙽 meaning. ❝ it is a game of want && wanting , cat && mouse. ❞ she’d been toying with him for some time now , but nothing outside of what had been done before. not done to make him suffer , not done to frustrate him . . but because she enjoys seeing him squirm , to see him want her so bad that he doesn’t know what to do with himself ! shoulders straighten , eyes breaking contact to glance past him toward the door. sigh passes those crimson lips , ❝ anymore news on the rest of the resistance forces ? ❞