Send a ♣ for my muses reaction to accidentally walking in on yours getting changed-- ha ha ha as if I can help it even tho Iggy would probably just sigh--
The first thing to reach his ears, while a steady gait makes its clack clack way across marble floors && fingers stroke along the silk of one’s tie --- is the soft, shifted hush of cloth along its like ; further into Noctis’ personal chambers.
Ahh, good. At least he’s getting up roughly around noon this time -- without requiring physical assistance in the act.
A hum quiet enough to pass undetected, the stroke of gloves fingers upon either ornate door ... strength applied with the ease of familiarity when he passes into Noctis’ bedroom.
‘ Your Highness. ’ A sigh, somewhat resigned yet mostly -- the usual, muted mixture of exasperation && irritation.
‘ Nearly up && about at one in the afternoon -- a personal record, I believe.
‘ Let’s get your brighteyed self to the meeting at once. Brunch will come after. ’