Jyn thanked her lucky stars that she and Joreth - her new husband - weren't required to stay and mingle with the guests, who mostly consisted of higher-ups who didn't know her and didn't care about her and only showed up because of the prestigious nature of the event.
Her own father wasn't even there to give his only child away at her wedding. Krennic had told her that the nature of his work was too important to take time away from. And her mother, lost in a tragic accident when she was a child, would never know her daughter as an adult, never be there for her to talk to and confide in, and it was -
A lot. Jyn only had herself to depend upon, to trust, because she had come to learn that the world was full of people who were only out for themselves. That didn't mean that she didn't notice the looks leveled their way as they made their way through the crowd - the leering glances from some of the men, the daggers in the gaze of Grendreef's wife, which brought up all sorts of questions that would probably remain unasked, the smug pride in Krennic's.
She was sure that if he hadn't found a suitable potential match, he would have suggested marrying her himself in order to keep a close watch on her, and although she was wary of Joreth, she couldn't help feeling a sense of relief that that had not come to pass.
But that relief was short-lived as they made their way to their new quarters - nicely furnished, as befitting a woman of her status, spacious, but not so spacious as to allow for any real privacy, and Jyn just didn't have the strength to keep her back straight and her head held high any longer, and as Joreth turned away from her, she let her shoulders slump and her expression slip into something more closely resembling her actual emotions - tentative, cautious, scared, but didn't make a move otherwise.
How was she supposed to behave? Jyn knew what was expected of her - of them - but it didnt seem right to just do it. She didn't know what he was feeling, if he was just as lost as her, if this was ... all too much.
She almost didn't recognize her voice as she murmured, "At least we can breathe now."
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Date: 2019-06-08 10:35 pm (UTC)Her own father wasn't even there to give his only child away at her wedding. Krennic had told her that the nature of his work was too important to take time away from. And her mother, lost in a tragic accident when she was a child, would never know her daughter as an adult, never be there for her to talk to and confide in, and it was -
A lot. Jyn only had herself to depend upon, to trust, because she had come to learn that the world was full of people who were only out for themselves. That didn't mean that she didn't notice the looks leveled their way as they made their way through the crowd - the leering glances from some of the men, the daggers in the gaze of Grendreef's wife, which brought up all sorts of questions that would probably remain unasked, the smug pride in Krennic's.
She was sure that if he hadn't found a suitable potential match, he would have suggested marrying her himself in order to keep a close watch on her, and although she was wary of Joreth, she couldn't help feeling a sense of relief that that had not come to pass.
But that relief was short-lived as they made their way to their new quarters - nicely furnished, as befitting a woman of her status, spacious, but not so spacious as to allow for any real privacy, and Jyn just didn't have the strength to keep her back straight and her head held high any longer, and as Joreth turned away from her, she let her shoulders slump and her expression slip into something more closely resembling her actual emotions - tentative, cautious, scared, but didn't make a move otherwise.
How was she supposed to behave? Jyn knew what was expected of her - of them - but it didnt seem right to just do it. She didn't know what he was feeling, if he was just as lost as her, if this was ... all too much.
She almost didn't recognize her voice as she murmured, "At least we can breathe now."