haveyourmoments | (no subject)

Every day I wake up in my palatial bed with a renewed sense of regret, wishing that there had been any other way to save Alderaan other than agreeing to marry Isolder, my now husband, the Prince of Hapan. There’s nothing wrong with him, exactly, he’s polite and proper and beautiful, of course, with his long blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. He’s kind, and patient with me and never fails to forgive my temper, but somehow that oboe makes it worse, makes me feel like an unruly child instead of his wife, his equal.

He tells me that he’s selected a new pilot for my flagship, that this stranger will be my bodyguard as well due to the ongoing threats in my life and I do my best not to sulk, knowing I’m capable of taking care of myself, but instead nodding and accepting his unassuming kiss on my cheek.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

haveyourmoments

I can’t hear anything over the sound of blaster fire, terrified as I cover my ears and cry harder, convinced that Han must be dead.

From:

going_solo

Eventually a combination of shooting and Chewbacca ramming the door forces it open with a tremendous thud.

From:

haveyourmoments

“Please, not again,” I saw hoarsely, my voice cracking as I beg, terrifyingly vulnerable as he hadn’t even bothered to redress me.

From:

going_solo

She’s naked and I realise what’s happened, horrified, Chewie turning away with a sad cry. I get down to her level and reach out my hand. “You’re coming home.”

From:

haveyourmoments

I flinch at his hand, my brain taking a second to process before I start to sob. “You’re here…”

From:

going_solo

“I’m here, and I’m so sorry I let you out of my sight, Leia.”

From:

haveyourmoments

“I wandered off…” I say, shaking my head and making myself more dizzy than I was before. I reach up to wipe the blood still dripping from my nose, forgetting that my hands are still tied together.

From:

going_solo

“Oh Jesus, baby, I say, wiping her nose with my sleeve before I make work of her restraints while Chewie comes in with a blanket he’s rigged from somewhere, covering her up while covering his eyes.

From:

haveyourmoments

I lean into Han with a massive sigh of relief, clutching at his arm, and that’s when I realize he’s hurt as well. “You’re bleeding!”

From:

going_solo

“Oh; yeah, uh, that’s nothing, Princess, we’ll deal with it when we get you outta here.”

From:

haveyourmoments

“Okay…” I say uncertainly, leaning into him. “We’re safe now?”

From:

going_solo

“We will be once we get outta here,” I say, helping her to her feet while holding my blaster in the other hand.

From:

haveyourmoments

I nod, trusting him and his ability to get us to safety, wanting so badly to hold his hand but knowing he might need it to maneuver.

From:

going_solo

I hold her as best I can until I have to blast some guards on the way out of the ship.

From:

haveyourmoments

I clutch at the fabric I have wrapped around me, feeling humiliated and hurt and starting to question if I’m even worth the trouble Han is dealing with right now.

From:

going_solo

“We’re almost there, Leia, stay with me.”

From:

haveyourmoments

“I’m so tired,” I protest weakly, wanting nothing more than to simply give up and lay down.

From:

going_solo

“Do you want…” I hesitate, then hand Chewie the blaster so I can scoop Leia up.

From:

haveyourmoments

I cry out softly in surprise, my arms flying around his neck, my heart pounding.

From:

going_solo

We run, then, as fast as our feet will carry us.

From:

haveyourmoments

I bury my face in his neck as he carries me to the Falcon, setting me down as carefully as possible in his cabin before he runs to the cockpit to take off. I manage to dig out one of his shirts and a pair of my underwear, slipping them on before I climb under the covers, waiting.