She stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror , her tanned skin now had a sheen of sparkle spread on it.

Her brows were filled it more and plucked with perfection in mind.
Her eyelids were painted sliver with a lime of black kohl drawn into a wing.

Her cheeks had a rogue and her lips were filled in with a deep purple colored .

They had braided her hair , twisting it and pinning it up and placing dark purple flowers in it for decoration.

She had a long grey veil placed on her head to cover her face from the lights .

She slipped into a dark colored dress with sparkles and they tied it tightly.

With a final touch of a red ribbon around her waist she was handed her bouquet and escorted to the main hall.

*
The hall was decorated with red ribbons and jewels .

The combination of red and black lingers through the grand hall . The guests of the now First Order then Empire filled in , wearing their finest clothing and sporting the newest Coursant fashions .

Stormtroopers stood with their blasters and helmets polished . Deathtroopers guarded Supreme Leader Vader .

Supreme Leader Vader once known as Darth Vader or as Anakin Skywalker was the ruler of the galaxy.

His two children , Luke and Leia had both passed . Luke died in a battle helping his father on the planet known as Hoth and Leia died during childbirth to her second child who passed as well.

All Vader had was his grandson Kylo. Kylo was named Ben Solo , and later became Kylo Ren as he grew older.

The emperor mourned the death of his wife and children but had his grandson , a wonderful fighter and powerful force users who reminded him of himself .

His grandson looked like himself and his father, Han Solo , an Empire Spy whom his mother married .

The music began and Vader watched as his grandson walked down the aisle , his dark cape following behind him and dark pants and shirt were pressed nicely with his mask on hiding his face.

Vader smiled and nodded at his grandson who was standing tall at the alter.

Music began and the doors open, the young woman in dark colors flowed down the aisle in a haunting fashion.

The beauty felt him grasp her hands , his own covered in leather that hide her from his touch.

The priest had them repeat their vows and such and then they were to kiss .

The bride didn't know whom or what hide under that mask. The voice spoke in a dark mechanical voice .

"We're married , no kiss necessary" and then he pulled her hand and took her back done the isle.

-A.N.-
About to go watch rouge one ...
GOD O HOPE I DONY SHIP ANYTHJNG ELSE BUT KNOWING MY TRASHY ASS I WILL!