A/N:

Fairytale AU: fairy tale setting. Not the same setting of Star Wars. Magical land.

He was a monster but he was once a man. He was destined to save the world but he was driven to madness by the mask he had discovered ten years ago. It was a mask of his grandfather. His grandfather was murderer who lusted for power and control and the monster that was once a man followed his grandfather's footsteps. The madness - it was not kind to him. There was no mercy - voices plagued the monster's mind endlessly - nonstop - that it resulted him to wear a mask himself in order to be free from the voices.

The man was cursed.

He was both blessed and cursed since his birth.

His name was Kylo Ren.

He lived in the First Order Manor sector three and kept himself locked in at all times when he wasn't summoned by his master. The First Order ruled everyone of all nations. All sectors. He was destined to lead the Resistance and over throw the First Order until he lost his mind. The mask he wore had changed him and he turned his back on the prophecy and destroyed the Resistance.

No one had ever seen him without his mask since he was driven to insanity. It was such a long time since anyone had seen his face that everyone had forgotten how he looked.

Rey's thoughts ran wild and she started to ponder about it - about him. She kept shifting from side to side during the whole ride in the carriage. She felt uncomfortable in the dress that she was forced to wear. The dress was extravagant with intricate details and a long train of buttons and lacing. The dress was the color of gold that resembled aged champagne and it was off the shoulder and had long sleeves. The skirt was long and flowing and tight at the bodice. She was suffocated. She couldn't breathe at all. The gown was worth more than herself. There were pearls scattered everywhere on the bodice - it was enough to get portions for everyone in the village.

"Stop fidgeting," General Hux sneered. General Hux was a miserable man, uptight and over compulsive. She had just met him only a few days ago but she already knew his kind.

Rey wanted to stick out her tongue and reply with a witty remark but she refrained herself. She didn't want to make the situation any worse. She remained quiet and desperately tried to be static. Her neglectful caregiver August had sold her off as a servant to Kylo Ren to pay off his debt. She wanted to hate her caregiver - she wanted to be angry but she couldn't. August was a horrible man - he was barely around and never showed her any bit of compassion - but he raised her. He took care of her - he took care of her when no one wanted to. Not even her own parents wanted her. Her parents left her in the nearest village they could find.

"You must be presentable to Kylo Ren," General Hux stated as if he needed to clarify himself to a naive child.

She rolled her eyes and blew hair from her face. She had never worn her hair down before either. She usually kept it up. "I understand that I'm going to be his servant. What I don't understand is why I have to be dressed up as if I'm going to a gala."

General Hux laughed bitterly. "You're a woman."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she snapped. She didn't like the way he said it all.

"Are you aware that he has many servants?" a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Well yes - but what does that got to do with -

"Master Ren has enough servants as it is. There's no need for him to have more. He's a man -

"I'm quite aware of that," she said, her tone burning into General Hux's skin.

"And you're a woman," he repeated with a wicked grin.

"Again, I'm quite aware of that."

"You're a woman and you've been sold to a man to serve him. That's merely sugar coating."

Her whole body became red at the realization.

General Hux broke out of laughter. "I'm merely joking."

Rey wanted to punch him.

General Hux tried to help her out of the carriage but she refuses his offer with ferocity.

"No thank you," she said through gritted teeth.

"How charming of you."

"No, how charming of you," she shot back. She looked at the ground - there was snow but she didn't care. She leaped down, not caring if her dress would get dirty.

General Hux rolled his eyes. He held out his arm for her.

She looked at his arm blankly.

"I'll escort you to the manor."

"Alright but I prefer not to hold your hand," she doesn't bother to give him any eye contact.

"I'm trying to be civil," General Hux's patience was wearing thin.

"I'm not a child, I can follow you without wandering off."

His eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth - "Very well then, have it your way." He puts his cloak over her shoulders and gather her small bag of belongings and led her to the manor.

She followed behind him, distancing herself from him. Her eyes wandered - taking in her new surroundings. There was snow everywhere - she had never seen so much snow before. Rey was shivering from the cold and from the chill that was running across her spine. She felt as if she was being watched. This place didn't feel safe - it was dark. The trees were tall and towering and she felt as if she was caught in a trap.

The manor felt like a castle to her.

It was grand and intricate - more intricate than her dress. It was made of stone and it set the mood with the darkness of its surroundings. It was old and broken down - she felt as if she wasn't welcomed.

General Hux opened the door for her and led her in. Inside the manor was darker - everything was gray - empty -deteriorating. Her eyes wandered once more until she noticed someone - a man, standing by the window in solitude. He was dressed in black attire and the only bit of color he had was the grey embroidery on his over coat. The man turned around once he sensed them. He had a mask on with silver embellishments - she couldn't help but to find his mask menacing.

Her heart started to race.

This was him - Kylo Ren.

He was even more frightening that what she had imagined.

He approached her then, walking with ease. He walks in a certain way - she couldn't explain it. With each step he took she senses it - the power in him -his strength. She feels him - his glare locking on to her. Rey suddenly felt exposed. Her dress was cut low and exposed a part of her chest. She took a step back but he only gets closer to her - hovering her as is she was his prey. His gloved hand touched her cheek - she shuddered, wanting to move away but she didn't. "Who is this?" he demanded at General Hux. Rey's skin tightened. His voice was deep. Firm.

"This is your new servant, Rey," General Hux responded with respect. Rey could feel General Hux's hostility towards him.

Kylo Ren moved his hand away and turned to General Hux. "Why is she dressed like this? She's a servant," his tone was cold.

"I was given orders -

"She's a servant. What she's wearing is not practical," his voice is hard and condescending.

General Hux inhaled but remained calm. "Forgive me -

"Leave me be with her," he commanded, his fingers are in her hair.

General Hux nodded and obeyed. He handed Rey her bag before he left.

Rey froze in place. "What do you want me to do?" her voice was uneven.

"I want you to take off your dress."

She blinked.

His hands pulled away from her hair. "Go upstairs, the third room on the left has spare servant uniforms. Change promptly and return here for further instructions."

She let out a relieved sigh and immediately nodded. "Yes, sir."

Rey was in the room, struggling to take off her dress. She couldn't reach her back as much and it was laced and buttoned tight. She wanted to rip off the dress - find a knife and cut it but it was the principles. It was an expensive gown and it was the principles.

She looked around the room and peered outside, desperately looking for a servant to help her but there was no one. It was strange - where were the other servants? Even General Hux confirmed that Kylo Ren had many servants and yet she couldn't find one.

"What's taking you so long?" he asked, pounding on the door. He hated waiting and he was losing his temper with her.

"I-I um, I'm having trouble getting out of my dress," she admitted in a small voice. She had never worn a dress like this and she had no idea how any woman could put up with it.

She hears him contemplate - she hears him pace. "Let me in then. I'll help you."

Blood pumped to her cheeks."Is there someone else - a woman I mean."

"No. I only have two others - one is off visiting her grandchildren and the other is on her honeymoon. Would you want me to get someone else-

"No," she said quickly, opening the door. "It's alright. Can you please help me?" She rather have him help her than another man that she didn't know.

"Very well then," he said firmly, entering the room. She watches him as he took off his gloves.

Rey immediately turned her back to him, avoiding from his stare. She was blushing and she couldn't hide it. She was embarrassed and he knew it and so he unbuttons her dress without a second thought.

He doesn't hesitate. He's 's comfortable and it only made her blush more. She feels him - his fingers on her bare back. Her arms automatically hold up the front of her dress as it became loose. He unlaces her now and she twitched. His fingers are cold as ice and calloused - no man had ever touched her. Her dress was undone but his fingers are still pressed to her skin, slowly running up to her shoulders. He brushes a strand of hair away from her back - there was an unexpected gentleness.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"There," he says unfazed, still standing behind her. His touch lingered on to her. "Get dressed and go downstairs," he shifted back before walking away.

He closes the door for her, allowing her privacy.

Rey pushed her thoughts away and took off her dress. She unraveled her chest bindings and wrapped them again tightly, making sure it was secured in place. She went to the wardrobe and found light gray trousers, an undershirt, and a long sleeved cream colored tunic with slits on the side.

She puts it on - its loose on her and so she grabs the light charcoal scarf and wrapped it around her chest like a harness. She puts on a belt to secure her pants. Rey kicked her shoes off and took out her own shoes from her bag. She puts her hair up in three buns and breathed. "That's better," she said to herself as she rushed down stairs, leaving her bag behind.

She found him standing in place, waiting for her. Next to him was a male servant. She knew the man was a servant because he was dressed in the same clothes as her. "Rey, this is Finn," Kylo Ren introduced him. Rey blinked - there was something in the way he said her name. Softness. "He will show you around."

Finn gave her a sweet smile and she smiled back too. Finn's smile was contagious - sweet and childlike - she couldn't help but to feel relaxed. "Please to meet you!" he chimed but quieted down the second Kylo Ren looked at him. Finn held his hand out for her with a serious expression on his face.

Rey shook his hand. "Please to meet you."

"Afterwards, you two will clean the kitchen and clean all the windows."

"Yes sir," Finn said, nervously bowing down to him.

Rey twitched but bowed down as well. "Yes sir."

Kylo Ren shook his head slowly. "Rey, you can call me Ren," there was kindness in his voice.

"Yes...Ren," she responded, watching him as he walked away.

To be Continued.

a/n: not the best chapter but the rest will be better :)