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[dawnblxde]

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Noct’s eyes opened and his brow raised for the current time being when he heard a knock on his door. The door to the palace. He hopped up from his relaxation and made his way to the door. Then he opened it. “Well, isn’t this a surprise.”

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Prompto never thought he would get a chance to actually meet Lunafreya. He recalled the letter he’d been given when he was younger, after saving Chibi, and if it hadn’t been for her... Well, truthfully, he might have never had the courage to talk to Noctis in the first place. 

So, when he finally stood in front of her, he didn’t know what to say. Prompto straightened himself out and bowed to her, trying his best to remain as formal as possible, before speaking. He was still facing the ground. “I wanted to thank you,” he started. 

It sounded odd to his own ears but he stood again, arms behind his back. “When I was younger, I got a letter from you after you got Pryna back. I... Your letter changed everything.” For the better. “Thank you. If it weren’t for your words...” I may have died in the Fall.

[crystal-approved-king]

In Darkness He Calls. 

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It was a sickening feeling that coursed through his body during the late hours of the night, the moment the sun set he could feel the darkness arise both outside his Citadel, as well as the inside of him. There was no one to blame for what happened, not the Gods, not the crystal, not his father, his friends, not even Ardyn- no one but himself for... well getting harmed as a child. It was getting wounded that had altered the prophecy, his destiny. Where the King was to sacrifice himself in order to save Eos and their star, he had not died. Instead, a change so small yet so large had occurred for their world to be saved. Noctis was not to die, instead of the darkness, the scourge itself had been absorbed into one man alone.

At first, Noctis hadn't noticed this- he naturally assumed it to be a secret blessing from the Six, to be given a chance to live on the planet he saved. That was until darkness rolled he felt a shift inside him, something more sinister, growing by the moment- it alone threatened to consume his very being. His mind... was troubled with thoughts mixed of both his own- and those not of his own. Out of fear, he kept this to himself as he carried out his part as King, walking tall as his father had instructed and taking on duties he never once thought he would find himself doing. After all, his fate had been tied to death, and death only. But fate had been altered by a mistake in destiny, so plans had not gone as expected and because of this, Noctis lived in hidden pain. Holding the scourge of the star, within himself.

As of now, the King found himself resting on the throne, his hand curled and rested on the side of his face. He found himself comfortable enough to doze off... and perhaps that would be the best. If he were sleeping, he wouldn't feel the evil, nor would he be able to act out on those feelings either. His lips pressed firmly together, creating a thin line as he could hear footsteps echoing through the room. They stopped just as the steps that led to where he sat.

He supposed he couldn't ignore whomever it was. They had already made their way here, and it must have been important to bother him after he had requested to be alone at night- for he claimed it was his time to reflect and make preparations for the next day. Which... in a way, wasn't entirely a lie.

"Your Highness!" The excitement held within the male's tone caused Noctis to lift his head and fixate his gaze on the man. "A true miracle has happened!"

"What sort of miracle?" He questioned, his crimson hues focused on the male before fading to their original blue, waiting, for the answer.

"Well... you'll see, sir."

The man was quick to turn on his heel, nearly running and stumbling over himself as he left the room. This... wasn't normal, this sort of behaviour wasn't normal at all. Whoever, or whatever it was... well it better be good to be disturbing a King who was drowning in the darkness that crept through every fibre of his being and threatened to seep through and break his mind. He would have to wait and see.

[the-chocoboi]

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     Truthfully, he had felt his heart nearly rise out of his throat when watching the Princess fall, and he had been rather quick to run to her aid rather than keep a distance and act like nothing had happened. Prompto felt slightly at ease when she reassured him that she was fine, "I know... I just worry, that looked like a hard fall, and we wouldn't want that to happen again." A smile of his own appeared across his features as he nodded.

      "You're right, my apologies Lady Lunafreya. Would you mind if I at least walk with you?" He trusted her not to fall, it was more to keep her company, and in case it did happen again, be there to stop it.

[nxtuselxss]

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         This woman could supposedly HELP the Phantom Thieves? Makoto was already having her DOUBTS. Perhaps it was her own self-righteousness clouding her judgement (that happened from time to time), but the princess seemed a space-case. ‘Says the girl who hops into an alternate reality and steals hearts for a living. Keep an open mind Makoto.’ She internally SCOLDED. “I apologize for startling you. I’m not usually one to raise my voice, but, it was as if you could not hear me. As if you were lost...or, something.” 

          Brow dented in CONFUSION at the other’s words -- it was in her nature to question, “What exactly do you mean by that?” Pause, and a small nod as Makoto filled the space between them -- crimson eyes catching the stranger’s gaze, “Yes. I do believe you could help me with something. Is there anywhere more private we could speak, per chance?” What she was going to tell the woman would be -- STRANGE. She didn’t need the whole world hearing.

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“O-oh…well…” She glances down to the box in her hands then carefully sets it down before backing away. Leaving the chocolate truffle chocobos for Ardyn to take as he pleases.

“Hm? Well. “ he takes a few chocolates and eats them. He never been one for sweets but he would eat it anyway. “Did you make these; dear heart?” 

[dawnblxde]

🍕 = What is your muse’s usual pizza order? Do they order any drinks, sides, or desserts to go with it?

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Noctis will order a pizza with either bacon or sausages on it always. Chocolate cakes for afters with several sodas as well. 

[traitorous-brother-blog]

“I’m not sure you have the best intentions.”

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“I wouldn’t expect the likes of you to understand that my intentions are for the best.”