𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞 (𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲)

.[8].

With tired eyes, due to last night, she laid there silent until someone came through that door. It felt as if her own stomach was eating her insides. Was this torture? I'm pretty sure this is torture. She hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. They were bound to give her some sort of food if there were going to keep her here, unless that was the point, to kill her with an internally painful death. Why hasn't Kylo already killed me at this point? She had been wondering that for an eternity, it seems like. He probably hates her guts for betraying him, The First Order. Or was he keeping her alive for a reason. It just didn't make sense to her. Why would he let someone who betrayed him stay alive?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a Knight of Ren coming into the room. "Commander Ren wants you to eat with him in his personal quarters." At this point, she didn't complain. She grew so hungry that she could eat anything and everything and it probably still wouldn't be enough. But she couldn't help but wonder why he would invite a someone who did him wrong to eat with him in his personal quarters. For all she knows, he was probably going to kill her right there with his lightsaber that he always kept on his belt. But she knows if that was the case, she would insist to die with a full stomach. Before he would impale her, she would eat her plate of food first.

So the knight released her from the straps that once held her in place and guided her to his personal quarters. Her legs grew wobbly and weak due to the lack of food to her system and the lack of movement she's had in the past few hours. And she became light headed, having all the iron inside her body leaving her through out the night. Seeing stars and bright splotches in the air, she became sick. She felt as if she was going to throw up. But there was nothing to throw up. If she had thrown up, she would surely die or collapse. Not like she wasn't already about to.

The knight opened the grand door to Kylo's personal quarters. Her room seemed like a Fathier stall compared to his quarters. He had his own living room with bookshelves and displays of his victories and ancient books. Just by the back, near the grand window that showed the view of the majestic dark abyss that was the galaxy, was a dining table. There sitting at that table was Kylo. In all his glory, he still had his mask on. Is he dumb or is he actually going to eat with that mask on.

"Commander, here's the spy you wanted," said the knight, still holding onto her upper arm. She was sure that he had left a bruise there from hard he was gripping onto her. Kylo turned his head to face them. He pointed out two finger, directing her to come closer. But just after the knight let go of his grip, the force had dragged her across the floor (still on her feet) to the chair that sat across from him. Right after she sat down, she eyed the types of food on the table. The smell of exotic spices consumed the air. She couldn't help but let her mouth water to the sight that was in front of her.

She was so engulfed by the amount of delicious food that was about to enter her mouth, that she hadn't realized that Kylo was staring at her, watching every move that she was making. He cleared his throat just to get her attention. She positioned herself on her chair in embarrassment. "You have done something despicable towards The First Order. You should've been killed already." But I cant do that to you. Atlas's brows furrowed at that. That definitely wasn't her thought. It was his, it seems like. Since when can she do this. He began to unlatch his helmet and placed it on the floor. He started to grab his fork and began eating his breakfast. This was a sign for her to start eating with him too. With confusion still in her mind, she began to eat her breakfast. An awkward silence grew upon them, just waiting for someone to fill it with words, but no one did. They just sat there eating in peace.

When they finished their meal and a droid came in to clean our plates up, he began with "instead of staying in that room and being strapped up, you'll be staying here, in my personal quarters in the guest bedroom. But I may say, if you dare contact The Resistance, you will be punished." Atlas stayed quiet. She thought about the luxurious nights she would have and all the delicious meals she'll have for just the price of not contacting The Resistance. She sat there quiet, staring at him staring at her waiting for a response. She finally began with "what will you gain from this?"