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” Why do you assume I am teasing you? I am always sincere.” A playful smirk fell to his lips.
Her lips fall into a soft pout, a single digit extending to point at his face. “Because you look at me like that. It makes it hard for me to believe you’re being sincere.”
A soft smile fell to his lips. “I missed you as well.”
A wave of bashfulness washed over the phantom, eyes dropping to the floor. “Master, you must not tease me like that.”
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❝Only the wind shall whisper my name... all else will turn to ash.❞
Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ I ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ﹖
Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ Ｅｔｉｑｕｅｔｔｅ Ｌｅａｒｎ
Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ I ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ﹖
Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ Ｅｔｉｑｕｅｔｔｅ Ｌｅａｒｎ
divinetranscendent:
"I am he who transcended life and death. Conqueror of Heaven and Hell. Emperor of Palamecia, and all realms beyond." He could go on, but he did not. To explain the intricacies of a life such as his would be difficult to fathom for even a learned mind, instead, he simply inclined his head. "You have the honor, of addressing me as Mateus."
So he too was an immortal, yet unlike her he seemed to enjoy this existence of eternal life. Though given how he had read her so quickly, it was probably just as well that she could not die. The Phantom gave him a blank expression, seemingly unimpressed with his evidently self appointed title.
"It remains to be seen whether or not it is an honour, but in the interest of proper decorum, I shall give you my name in return; I am Victoriam."
"Your ability to lie, is certainly "nothing special at all." He had grown tired of this ruse, though he stayed his hand. He had not become all that he was because he carelessly handled magic, or beings born from it. "I am many things, but a fool is not one of them. You hide what you truly are, and I am curious as to why."
It mattered little whether or not she was an accomplished liar, the fact remained that she did not know this man, and she wasn't about to share her secret with him. "No one has accused you of being a fool, sir. Though I cannot sate your curiosity, I can inform you as to why I will not speak of personal matters; and that is that I do not know you."
"Forgive me if I seem rude, but I have never seen anyone that looks like you."
Lᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ I ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ﹖
Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ Ｅｔｉｑｕｅｔｔｅ Ｌｅａｒｎ
Her physical response was all he needed to see. She knew exactly what he meant, he was no fool. His facial features tightened as annoyance came and went in an instance. “You appear human, but you are not. Magic users radiate of it’s essence it is a part of them, but you..” She was magic itself.
The way the male accentuated that final word made her feel uneasy. Did he really know what she was? Most people looked at her and saw a frail looking young woman, but those that truly knew her, those that she served, they knew that she was anything but. "I am human, sir. I'm nothing special at all." She lied.
empty
Staring down he kept the silence alive not really knowing what else to do at this point. His father had passed, so what did that mean for him? Was he really expected to just take his place? They can’t just expect me to fall in line like that. The door creaked a nurse walking in passing the group to come up next to Noctis. She reached for Regis’s limp arm her fingers checking for a vital sign. He felt the sickness rise in his chest.
Quickly he passed her rushing out the door of the room. What am I suppose to do now? Ignis stepped out behind Noctis,” …Noctis?” His body shook slightly before he tried to regain his posture before failing. “It’s late. You need to rest, we can deal with the fallout tomorrow.” Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he was right. The prince needed rest, and whether he liked it or not, his father had passed. The responsibility of the throne was his problem now. But dealing with it with no sleep wasn’t the way to go. The situation has changed. Sapphire hues stayed on the ground before he allowed his back to straighten. Noctis? …Don’t cry…mama is here. Inhaling slowly he attempted to control his emotions. I will always be by your side. In your heart my son.
Turning to face the others he gave a short nod,” Ignis, let them know to transfer my fathers affairs over to me. I will handle the paperwork in the morning. ” Turning away he started down the hallway out of the building. Blood dripped from his knuckles the sting of it a feint reminder of what he was trying to push away from. He’s dead. He’d been preparing for this, but it came much sooner than he’d ever would have guessed. You aren’t alone. Don’t think you are alone.
Gloved hands gripped her shoulders, steadying her as she regained her composure. It was Prompto that had come to her aid, offering her a look of deep concern. For a moment she was almost certain that he had asked her if she was okay, but it was so faint that she couldn't be completely sure. Dismissing him, she allowed him to help her to her feet, her eyes on Noctis as she did so. A smartly dressed nurse came into the room and confirmed what the Phantom already knew; King Regis was dead. Her heart went out to Noctis, knowing that his grief and the responsibilities that came with it would no doubt be crushing him right now.
Even as he moved to leave the room, she tried to go after him, but Prompto's hold upon her tightened, his head shaking solemnly. Though he had said nothing, that one action told her everything she needed to know; the prince needed to be alone, he needed time for himself away from the others, away from her. Nodding in response, she waited for everyone to begin leaving the room, breaking away from the sharp shooters grip to go to the king. Victoriam took up Regis' hand in her own, bowing her head low before she whispered to him. "Goodnight, master. May you find the peace you searched for."
Following after the others, she never lifted her gaze from the floor, that feeling of her former masters death still lingering inside her. When this had happened before, she had been asleep within the sword and so had not felt the full extent of each of her master's deaths. Would it feel this way when Noctis died? She hoped she wouldn't have to find out for a long time.
The car journey was done in silence, none knowing what to say or do given the current situation, it was if they were experiencing this ordeal in someone else's body, someone else's life. Once they had reached the royal house, each of them exited the car and began walking inside; Victoriam, however, decided to hang back, wanting to give her master time to grieve alone and prepare himself for the changes that were to come in his life.
