When Cor comes back from his mission in Niflheim, he brings with him one extra person. Regis and Clarus are speechless and Lacus (Regis’ long-suffering and very sorely underpaid advisor) gets a headache. Cor is questioned about the presence of a baby. Regis feels dread. Clarus freaks out, and Lacus is drinking something that looks suspiciously like alcohol.
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Chapter 2: The Awkward Arrival
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Any stress Regis may have felt before Cor walked into his office seemed far better than the mess currently in front of him.
Lacus had long tuned out from the conversation, taking suspicious sips from a glass that looked like alcohol.
If that's what it was Regis wasn't going to blame him.
While on the other hand Cor was...being Cor, and was somehow managing to look like there was absolutely nothing wrong with the fact that Insomnia's greatest warrior was seen carrying a baby. Regis wondered if perhaps Cor knew the chaos he was causing, but somehow he didn't think so. Cor had no social skills, and for all his talents on the battlefield, he was completely unaware of the effect he had on the populace of Insomnia. no doubt there was going to be some special edition of the The Daily Crown going to be released in the next hour considering the fact, that gossip on one Crown City's most handsome bachelor would go through the Citadel like wildfire.
Still, regardless of what he felt, he needed to get to the bottom of this.
Immediately.
"Why are you carrying a baby?" Regis asked in a near whine.
The bags under his eyes seemed heavier then ever.
Cor frowned.
"He was found at the location of my mission." Cor said and did not finished.
Regis waited a minute more for the rest of the report, and rubbed his eyes when Cor did not elaborate.
"Why did you pick up a baby? No, where did you pick up a baby? I sent you to do reconnaissance on a Nifihelim secret base. Of Magictek Soldiers. Where does the baby come in?" He asked, resisted the urge add 'And why are you acting like these things make sense?'. He was the Crown Prince of Lucis he could maintain his cool. So what if Cor the Immortal brought in a baby and was sending the entire Citadel into a panic. He was above the chaos. He was calm. He could do this--
"I found him. The factory was producing Magictek Soldiers by using and conditioning humans." Cor said shifting the small, rather quiet baby in his arms. A bit of the blanket wrapped around the baby shifted off his head, and his hair, blond and fair skin face looked back at him. Regis refused to coo at the sight especially because the tiny child was hugging Cor. He would deal with this mess in its entirely later. Once Cor was out of the room.
Because this conversation definitely not going to be good if the few sentences of a report he was receiving from Cor was any indication.
Maybe he could get Lacus to get him a drink while he was at it.
"And the baby?" Clarus cut in, apparently focused on the fact that Cor was carrying a baby and this was somehow linked to a secret Niff base.
Regis signed. "Ignore him. Just write up your report and turn into me as soon as possible." He said dismissing Cor before he said anything else that was mind breaking.
He had enough to deal with, he didn't feel like adding more to his plate right this second. Obviously there was nothing that needed his immediate attention if Cor hadn't started in on it the second he had entered the room. His father likely already had the full details about Cor's mission that Lacus would filled him in later.
He watched as Cor left the room with his small bundle before he turned back to his paperwork. He had a lot to do if he wanted to finish in time--
A knock as his door interrupted him before he even got the chance to finish reading the first paragraph.
"Come in!"
Weskham entered and bowed as he made his way into the room.
"My apologizes, your highness, but his majesty would like to discuss Cor's report, as well as his request."
Regis blinked.
"What request?"
Weskham leveled a rather intriging look at him.
"Did he not say? He asked about adopting the young child--"
"He did WHAT?!" Regis gave up any pretense of being calm and collected.
