#( ic; regis / who will i say goodnight to when you're gone )

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Regis placed a finger to his lips, his eyes glancing at the door and listening to the footsteps outside of the room. There were familiar voices from some Councilmembers asking if someone had seen the King. That they had things to discuss. When the voices and footsteps faded away, Regis gave a soft sigh. "Thank the Astrals. I thought they'd keep following me." Finally he turned his head to his wife, his hands moving to rest on her hips. "Hello, my love. Miss me?"

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Noctis speaks and Regis' heart breaks. Every word is another he'll hear echoed throughout the days. He has no idea. He has no idea of the horrors he will face just because he was born to this family. Regis wanted to tell him. It's on the edge of his tongue, his lips pressed in a thin line as Noctis turns away, only to smile back when he turns. Years of faking it, of making his mask perfect. Royalty was all about the masks you wear, how to get out of a deal, how to win one, how to win a war. But there was no winning this war. Not for him. But Noctis? His friends? They could. They could win the war and save the world from the brink. And all Regis has to do is just---

Let him go.

"Yes." He lied, heart shattering on impact. "I have some meetings, a gathering, and what not but I will make for Altissia as soon as possible." Regis chuckled, shifting on his cane to ease pressure on his leg. It hurt but it wasn't too bad today. But the Wall was draining him more and more. "Now, it will be smooth sailing. Plus, I want to see pictures of you fishing! Ocean fishing is incredible."

● – || " You doubt that it'll be like I never left ? You have Clarus , Druatos . What do you need me for ? "

Noctis smiled fondly at his father as shook his head . There was so much more this adventure than he wanted to admit . He was getting [ [ m a r r i e d ] ] after all . It was bittersweet that his father couldn't join him for the ride . He had so much that he wanted to talk to him about , so much that he wanted to [ [ a s k ] ] before the big day .

. . . it seemed like time wanted to slip through their fingers .

Noctis looked over his shoulder at the guy standing behind him . As always , they were there . They were [ [ r e a d y ] ] . . . but they weren't his dad . It seemed like this is how it had always been , even growing up . He had Ignis , Gladio and Prompto , his nannies but . . . his father was always just beyond his finger tips . Good to see that even in his twenties that hasn't changed .

" Like I said . . . I have to do this on my own . You'll be there for the actual day , right ? "

There was a [ [ h i n t ] ] of hope in Noctis' voice , like he was a little kid asking his dad to be at his graduation ceremony from kindergarten .

Noctis looked over at his dad's hand then back up at his father , reflecting his own sad smile in return .

" I promise not to play on my phone too much . Although , missing the boat doesn't sound like such a bad idea . "

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Clarus and Regis spent months getting this right. True that since Regis was older, he would have to find a wife. And he could have found one anywhere. He could have been promised long before when he was young as a peace treaty. But Mors didn't think that far ahead, and Regis thanked the Six for that. Regis winked at his Shield and his eyes back at Aulea. "I know that it has been quite a journey. And I know I am a King, and with all the politics and awful things that come with that. But you. You, Aulea, have been the reason I kept going. I love you." The ring had her favorite stone. Regis almost cried. "Will you marry me?"

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"Now, you sound like Clarus." He chuckled although with a slight grunt as he rubbed his knee. Regis looked up at his wife with the smallest of smiles but it faded when he saw how concerned she was. A sigh escapes him as he straightens, a soft grunt. "It comes and goes. It's-- worse when I use my powers. The ring."

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"My lady, must you be so cruel with your glances? I can feel the burning from here." Regis smiled softly, and standing beside her quite close. But not too close.

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Regis' thumb caressed the skin of her cheekbone, his eyes trailing down her face. As if to remember every facial expression. He had a lifetime for that but he thought it important to see it all now. After his own parents awful marriage, the strain it put on the hallways of the castle. It was no place to raise a child. Aulea? Aulea would be an amazing mother. She would be a wonderful wife and--- "My Queen," He repeats. "Say it." There's a pause. "Please." His lips are soft as they kiss her forehead and rest his own against hers. He hums as his arms fall to find purchase on her hips. They begin to sway softly. "I love you."

Aulea couldn't help but go still at the fact that there were rumors about them spreading through the Citadel, maybe Insomnia. She knew what she was getting into, dating Regis, but it was different when she was the one that was being talked about. She wasn't a nobody, but she wasn't... she wasn't the Prince. "Maybe a little longer than a week would be better..." The words were quiet, eyes still gazing slightly into space as she tried to shake herself back to the present. She wanted this, she wanted him, but it was hitting her how much was going to change. "Yeah, a big wedding is a given. I suppose I'll have to pick something respectable for my dress, right?" She chuckled softly, head and eyes tilting down until his hand was on her cheek. "I think you're biased there, your highness."

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The would be King let out a long drawn out sigh as he placed a hand on his face. He was more tired then he made it out. After all this trip was supposed to be fun and a way to travel before he had to deal the horrors of ruling a kingdom. But between Clarus and Cid arguing and Cor's silent treatment this was looking like a disaster in the making. "Am I doing this wrong?" He asked, tapping his finger against his leg. Why was he putting so much pressure on this trip anyway? Did it matter? Did it change how it would end up? Regis would be King. And his life would be over. He would no longer be Regis, he'd be King Lucis Caelum. And that was such a fucking bummer.

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"So the. . . game is. . . about. . ." Regis tried so hard to understand. But he couldn't. He has no idea what this game is about but Noctis loved it. So he thought he could ask about it. He regrets the decision.

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"My dear, you're being too hard on yourself." He knows her very well. After all, she was his daughter. A little piece of Aulea left to him, as she slipped through his fingers. Without Solanna and Noctis, Regis was not sure where he would be in this world. His children meant so much to him. "I am sure it is not a terribly long process. As Clarus would say it is a 'hurry up and wait' situation."

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"That much, I can do." The King says, as gives his son a soft smile. As much as he hated it, he really could use the relaxation. Plus. Fishing. It was a least in his top five things he loved doing.

"You can sit down and fish, yeah?"

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"Yes, my son?" Regis gave him his full attention, despite the aching in his leg and the unsteadiness of his hands. It had been a long day and he knew he should not have been pushing himself but he was the King. He had things to do, a people to protect. "Do not look so worried. I will not fade away so easily."

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"-- You do realize you have to eat your vegetables one day." Regis watched as his son moved yet another lettuce leaf from his plate to the side. Although he spoke, Regis couldn't help the small smile that appeared on his lips. "What if they only serve you salad? Can you imagine? The future King slayed by a leaf."

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It seems. . . odd. In the gardens as he took his walk alone to cool off after another argument with Clarus, he noticed something. Or someone. A flicker of movement, fabric ducking between the hedges. The King frowned and despite everything, he moved to follow whatever it was. He couldn't let it slide. What if they needed assistance? Plus, he could take care of himself. He didn't need Clarus following him right now, telling him to stand back. That he'd take care of it. "Wait---" He called out. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

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Regis realized a little too late that Noctis is very much his son. He can recall several moments he had put Weskham or Clarus through something like this. Usually fishing and it's laws and how many fish you can catch and what you can't. He knew far too much about the subject. But Noctis seemed to be so excited to explain. So Regis nods, trying to make sure he understands. That he follows. This is something he enjoys. He should know what it means. "So the. . . stars. . . are important because they. . . add up to the strength of characters?"

Okay. He can explain this in layman's terms. No problem. It's a group of heroes rescuing a princess. Tale as old as time.

Inhale —

❝ So there's this dragon that comes out of the nether, takes over one kingdom, and then sets his sights on the next one over. So he kidnaps the princess. And you're playing as these four guys who get blessings from the time god to go save her — ❞

No, he's not infodumping for its own sake. The lore is important. Trust him. ( ...At least Regis gets to enjoy the sparkle in Noctis's eyes as he talks about his newest interest. )

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There's something in the air that almost steals his breath from his lungs. But the King does not let it show, he stays there, face of stone. The ring on his finger catching the light as it sparkles in it's rays. There is a worry in his mind as he meets with this man. As he walks towards him. He stares, his grip tight on the cane he uses. His knee was acting up a couple days ago but it looked more for style then anything. In case any reporter spotted him using it would think nothing of it. Regis did not say a word, he just watched. Waited.

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❛  maybe someday I’ll be just like you.  ❜ (regis)

Linkin Park Meme // Accepting!! // @novuscaelum

A moment passes as Regis listens to what his grandson says. Grandson. The fact he has one now is so refreshing. Years ago, he wasn't sure he'd be here. He knew that Noctis would do what had to be done, but for him to exist here was-- A miracle. "You will be a better man then me one day. Unless you mean old and achy. Then that unfortunately that is something you'll deal with."