𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹? Was reveal of his identity, the trap he had set for the sharpshooter — was this not enough? Dragged, cuffed and 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 to what appears of some holding cell. Bruising already apparent, guilt and dread going hand in hand. This perhaps what he deserved? But even now, when he is 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅, the chancellor continues to taunt. Even as he wishes to doze, to allow his body rest – or to die – accepting that his body needed recovery. But alas, Ardyn had other plans. For each closing of his eyes, something akin to a shock, followed with something something awake for his friends, something something, suffering slowly — such spoken threat began to feel more like a promise. Would it be so bad for Prompto to wish this to be how he may slip away? No such luck with the older male present. How could he have fallen for such a disguise? Though at this moment, the thought of this man touching him again was last on his thoughts. Was this a feeling of regret? ❝ 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹 …. 𝗡𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 …. 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 …. 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀…. ❞