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Regis comes into the throne room with his council like he does every morning. However, a series of gasps from the people around him still the king as he finds his son curled upon the throne in nothing but his boxers, asleep. At first he's angry and embarrassed, thinking maybe his son had gotten drunk the night before like he seemed prone to doing in his rebellious teens. But sending Clarus up results in a near heart attack as he finds his sun is burning with a raging fever and in too much pain to move on his own.
What breaks a father's heart worse than an ill child? Finding out Noctis had come to the throne room, hoping to find his father for salvation from his agony, only to be left to an empty darkness like he has grown so used to.
Regis must remedy this, and he starts with nursing his son as a father should.
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16 Jan 2021
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Regis made to round the desk, hand outstretched. “Son, please -”
Son, the prince sobbed.
Too little, too late.
“I was wrong to question you, Your Majesty.” Noctis' voice shook around the words. He inclined his head, dipping into a perfect bow. “Forgive me.”
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The weather of Insomnia is not the only thing changing. A little food, a little company, a little tint of orange leaves over the lens, and much more changes with it.
In which, Noctis is invited to the harvest festival and Libertus learns how to get along. Featuring a helpful Crowe.
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Cute nicknames are a thing in Galahdian.
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