[ his hand is warm around her own, calloused in a way that she supposed must be a consequence of the years he has spent training, from whatever ordeals he has faced since leaving the walls of insomnia. she had hoped to see him there, when she was delivered to the citadel under the watch of imperial guard, but it was empty of the person that she had most wanted to see— though, it had made sense. after all his majesty’s duty had the same as her own. he had wished to see the prince safe, delivered from harm. and there would have been no way for him to escape the wrath of the empire, had he stayed. he would have met the same fate as his home ( insomnia had fallen, the barrier broken, daemons within walls that were once considered impenetrable ).
the fate of insomnia, it will be the fate of all eos should the scourge be left to fester.
it weighs heavily on her mind, the fact that eos is without the oracle or the true king meant to deliver it from darkness. but still, somehow, the fact that noctis considers this a gift as well. it makes the burden a fraction lighter, less consuming. ]
To see you again, to see you safe, it is more than I could have asked for. That my wish has been granted, for whatever time we have here, it means more than I can say.
[ she turns toward him slightly, smiling still, but it has a wistful quality to it. being here with him, being able to spend time together as they had when they were children, it has made her happy absent of her duty. it is as his majesty wished, that they could spend time happily together— but. if there is anything she has learned it is that sacrifice is not something they will be able to escape. that for their star to be purged, there must be something given in turn.
it had been the lunafreya the girl’s wish, to be with noctis again. a wish independent of her standing as oracle. ] I fear that I am undeserving.
[ a quiet admission, one that she hopes that noctis will not think less of her for. ] Ensuring that there is a future for those to wish to see it, one that is free of the darkness that threatens it, that is my calling. [ one that she has accepted, regardless of the concequences. ] To stray from the path that I have chosen [ to pursue her own happiness here— ] I fear it is unforgiveable.
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the fate of insomnia, it will be the fate of all eos should the scourge be left to fester.
it weighs heavily on her mind, the fact that eos is without the oracle or the true king meant to deliver it from darkness. but still, somehow, the fact that noctis considers this a gift as well. it makes the burden a fraction lighter, less consuming. ]
To see you again, to see you safe, it is more than I could have asked for. That my wish has been granted, for whatever time we have here, it means more than I can say.
[ she turns toward him slightly, smiling still, but it has a wistful quality to it. being here with him, being able to spend time together as they had when they were children, it has made her happy absent of her duty. it is as his majesty wished, that they could spend time happily together— but. if there is anything she has learned it is that sacrifice is not something they will be able to escape. that for their star to be purged, there must be something given in turn.
it had been the lunafreya the girl’s wish, to be with noctis again. a wish independent of her standing as oracle. ] I fear that I am undeserving.
[ a quiet admission, one that she hopes that noctis will not think less of her for. ] Ensuring that there is a future for those to wish to see it, one that is free of the darkness that threatens it, that is my calling. [ one that she has accepted, regardless of the concequences. ] To stray from the path that I have chosen [ to pursue her own happiness here— ] I fear it is unforgiveable.