music was being played everywhere. had she known of this blaring, busy carnival she would probably not have come. streets that were too crowded to defend oneself. people trying to force yellow monstrosities upon the shield. &&...
eyes tracing over laughing faces, she moved through the crowded space full of noises. jubilant masses coming together around her. trying to soak it all in, commiting the mood to memory. she cast violet eyes to the front again, tracking the progress of the participants, accepting their joy as her own. features soft with curiosity, she startled. black hair, spiked in touseled fashion. she had not set eyes on him in so long. a decade. the man who was supposed to take away Luna. trivialise all she was.
her fists balled together, a seething pool of chaotic feelings in her midst. steps lengthened, stubborn chin raised. a haughty look crossing her features.
“What are you doing here, Prince Noctis?”
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