I think....I do

[Svo'k Lynd]

Dimly let hallways.

Primitive interiors.

The odd wookiee skull.

This was a place of despair.

A place of unimaginable darkness.

He motioned her to his left and decidedly non dominant side as he walked through the hallways his red eyes narrowing and glowing in the darkness of the halls as he continued to nudge her closer to the wall on his left keeping his right free. A shoto saber hidden up his sleeve ready to draw in the blink of an eye. A pair of yellow eyes moved towards him in the distance he settled his mind and showed no fear or hesitation even with a non-force sensitive at his side. The eyes and dark figure drew closer and nodded to him, he returned the gestures. The yellow eyes burned through him and his companion just as his red eyes burned through the passerby. He felt her anxiety spike and he grabbed her hand and massaged her palm soothingly as he turned down another hall and then an immediate right and scanned his keycard to a door which promptly opened. He ushered her inside and inspected the room for intruders, he knew it was bugged, he knew he was being watched, that was not anything that concerned him. What did concern him was a an assassin lurking in the refresher or under the bed. Once he was sure the room was clear he let his guard down slightly and looked at her, her beautiful red hair, her soft face, she was scared and he knew it.

“See you’re fine, no one is going to hurt you here without them getting through me.”

The slightly older girl looked at him and scoffed.

“You were on edge the entire time Svo’k! How do you know?! You sure didn’t seem too kriffing confident of that two minutes ago when that other guy passed us.”

Quickly the sixteen year old Sith moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her bringing her in close for an embrace in an effort to sooth her nerves.

“That’s just the way it is here my love, I can’t show weakness Anisha. I have to be strong all the time or maybe someone will make a move when you’re not here. Everything will be okay, people are just jealous that Lord Feral favors me more than them.”

She buried her head against his shoulders and felt a bit of stubble against her cheek. The prickly and stiff stubble caused her to recoil slightly and she looked longingly into his eyes. She loved him and care for him deeply and maybe he was right.

“We do the ceremony and we leave right?”

He looked at her and offered her a bit of a smile and a nod. His heart was thumping in his chest and he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips before backing away and brushing her cheek lightly with the back of his newly tattooed hand.

“Absolutely.”

The couple kissed once more and then spent the next several hours getting ready and potentially other assorted activities which may or may not have been counter productive to them getting ready. After time had passed the two stood in the mirror and gave each other the once over looking for any blemish in their clothes or in their overall presentation.

“I think we’re good?”

Svo’k questioned none to sure of himself in that moment. Appearance was his game, but this was a different type of appearance, he could look Dark and play the part, but he lacked the experience of looking like a distinguished gentleman. Anisha nodded to him quietly.

“You look beautiful Anisha…”

Were the last words he managed to get out before their was a knock at the door. Instantly his hand went for his lightsaber as he approached the door and looked out at the view screen to see that it was the guard assigned to escort the happy couple to their wedding.

“Svo’k…are you sure we’re safe here? You’re so jumpy.”

“We’re safe enough, I’ll protect you, I promise. Lets go get married.”

The door opened and the Sith acolyte found his way in and showed them the way to the great room. As the two walked down the hall Svo’k kept his guard up but it appeared that these halls had been cleared for him, which must have been a wedding gift from the great Lord himself. Awfully considerate of him…unless of course he was leading them to their deaths instead of a wedding. He had to keep that thought in his mind, but he knew if he was going to be ambushed it would be over before he could do anything about it. The only positive side being is that he wouldn’t have to listen to Anisha say “I told you so.”

The great room was about as elegant as you could get for a Sith enclave, Sith symbols adorned a throne in which Feral was seated waiting for them. He stood up and greeted them both in ancient Sith and then once more in basic. There were assorted guests seated around the aisle in which the couple approached the Dark Lord of The Sith. It was all a blur now. Svo’k kept his composure but his heart was fluttering and before he knew it Feral had taken his hand and slit it open along with Anisha’s joining them together he said something in ancient Sith which sealed the marriage much in the same way rings would a normal couple. A Sith wedding was a bit much for a non-sensitive but She loved him and she kept her composure the best she could. In an instant Feral commanded the couple to kiss and it was all over….

Svo’k muttered something to her about her cut and Kaytren or Omas fixing it when they got back home, she found that somewhat comforting but she wasn’t entirely sure she knew what she had signed up for, but she did know that she loved him and that he loved her....