The black walls of the first order star destroyer rise high above your head as you curl up on the leather sofa in your new husband's quarters. The political marriage in order to gain the safety of your system had left you sitting alone in the monotone room. The door opens, the little woosh followed by his footsteps means that Hux is back. You turn slightly, moving your eyes to the small window; away from him "If I've done something, I'd prefer you tell me" His voice rings out across the room