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Tragedia Coram Amandum Quae |Part V|

Words: 2357

OCs: Six Ulric , Morticia Blackwell , Sa’van Blacke , Valeo Vult (If I’ve done something wrong by Val please let me know! I love the character so much, I hope I did good ^^)

Warning: Swearing (As always)

Part IV

“You’re late.” Cor stated once I reached him at the Citadel entrance.

I looked at my watch before answering “It’s only 9:15.”

“You were supposed meet with Ignis at 9!” he huffed a laugh at my defensive mode. This feels good. It’s like what we used to be before. It’s good to know he’s still here. That he never left.

“Yeah, well, Ignis should know better. He cooked breakfast. I wasn’t gonna leave before eating his food.”

“I should have known.” He laughed.

“Is the king here?”

“Not yet.”

“And Morta?”

“The High Priestess is not here either. She will be coming with Valeo.” He answered when we turned the corner.

“So who’s the kid?” the name sure reminds me of something.

“Valeo Vult,” Cor started “the child of Candor and Aeviter Vuu Volt.”

Wait a minute “The White and Black Mages?” I was stunned to say the least.

“Yes.” Cor huffed a laugh at me. I had completely stopped walking, looking straight at him, eyes wide in surprise.

“Why does Valeo need our help?”

“I do not know.”

I thought about it for a second. Valeo was a known hunter, been through a lot even as a child. Kidnapped at a young age, scarred for life. Losing a sister. Sure, I feel for the kid but, does Valeo really need my help? Valeo is a godsdamned masterpiece all by herself!

“Huh.” I bit my lower lip as I started walking alongside Cor again.

We reached the barracks where Ignis and Prompto waited for us, already armed and ready for the blessing.

Ignis made his way to me, while Cor did the same with Prompto. He kissed the top of my head and the warmth of his lips game me life.

“Did you get my note?” he asked, his hand not leaving my lower back.

“Of course I did. You stuck it on my forehead while I was sleeping.” I laughed and he shared the notion.

“It was the only way to make sure you would see it.”

“You could have called. Even though it was the cooking that caught my nose.”

“Go get ready my love.” He kissed me again and somehow I forgot what I was saying “The High Priestess will be here soon.”

“Fine.” I sight, leaving his embrace and making my way to the weapon case. I caught a glimpse of Prompto, looking at me with the side of his eyes. Watching him, I never saw I’d actually reached the case, stumping my feet on it and swearing profoundly.

“Swear jar.” Ignis said simply, sipping some of his Ebony.

The look I gave him would have anyone running, but he acted as if he didn’t see me.

Alright, if that’s the way you wanna play it. I winked at Prompto and Cor as I answered, making it known that I was on to him looking at me like a creepo “With everything we did last night, you’re lucky we don’t have a sin tin.” I sad, calmly placing my sword in its place while Ignis chocked, turning to dart his eyes once at me and twice on the men across the room. I love it when I get him to blush.

“Good morning to all.” A familiar voice dropped my smile as I turned to face none other, but the King of Lucis, accompanied by his dick in charge, Clarus.

“It sure was one.” I muttered and my men made their way to me. Probably, in order for me to keep my mouth shut. Like that was gonna happen.

“What was that, Ulric?” Clarus barked at me.

“What are you doing here, Clarus?” I spined back, already getting pissed off by his presence “What we’re good enough for the King to push us around but he doesn’t trust himself to be alone around us, is that it?” I took a step closer; so did Cor, moving his hand to stand on his katana.

He might’ve been on my side, want me to leave and have a peaceful life; but the King was his duty. He would hesitate, but if need raised, he would strike me down.

“The King should not have to stand in the presence of a monster like you.” he said, almost under his breath. It was as if he didn’t wish for me to hear it. Clarus might be the only one of the Council with some spark in him. It was the only reason I ever respected him. But he got outta line.

“I’m the monster?” I breathed threateningly, moving even closer to him as he did the same “Perhaps you should speak to me softly, then. Monsters are dangerous,” he drew his sword, getting it in between us “and just now mouthy councilmen are dying like rats.”

Wasn’t too long before I realized what my words had risen around me. Everyone had their weapons at hand, ready to strike at each other. What took me by surprise was the people that stood at my side! I knew Ignis would have my back, no matter what but, Prompto was there too. Pointing his gun at the King’s men. And Cor; Cor was standing still. He probably knew the King was not the one drawing my attention.

“That would be enough.” Morta’s voice was heard from the entrance of the room and we all turned to look at her, taking a step back as the boys holstered their weapons.

Behind the High Enchantress stood Valeo, the young hunter stood proudly next to Morta. Valeo’s piercing dark brown eyes were staring right into my soul as I examined the scar on her face. It looked like it was cracking. Awesome!

“Six Ulric,” Morta turned her attention to me and I instantly raised my eyebrows at the sound of my name, looking at her like a puppy, expecting treats. She made a small pause before speaking again, her eyes examining every inch of my body “It is nice to see you again, child.”

That… was not what I expected to hear. Wow!

I composed myself quickly, closing my mouth and bowing my head slowly at her; silently thanking her.

“Your Majesty,” she said to the King “if you could be so kind as to put a leash on your councilman.”

Oh, wow! What? How was I supposed to hold back a laugh at that? Well, I didn’t; but I tried my damned hardest to do so.

“You have my apologies, High Priestess.” Clarus bowed his head at her.

“It is not I you should apologize to, Master Clarus. It is the ‘Monster’ you so despise.”

Ouch. Now, I know that’s not the way she means it –the whole ‘monster’ thing –but I kinna felt a pinch in my heart when the word left her mouth.

“My apologies, Lady Ulric.” Clarus was defeated. Getting scolded by the High Priestess was bad news; she was like a mom for the kingdom.

“It’s Scientia,” I corrected him “but, accepted.”

Clarus nodded at me before turning to step behind King Regis, whose smirk now reached up to his ears. Mocking your own friends now, Reggie?

“So,” I cut straight to the chase as I was itching to get out of the city walls “what’s the kid doing here?”

Valeo’s eyes darted on me, just as Morta’s dead-like eyes had too.

“Alexander is missing.” Valeo said simply.

Well, it speaks. But who the Hell is Alexander?

“Who –“

“It is of great importance, that you help Valeo retrieve Alexander.” Morta said, not caring much that she interrupted me “Once Alexander is safe, Valeo will return to Insomnia.”

“Alone?”

“I can take care of myself.” Valeo said, voice steady as our eyes met “Besides, Alexander and Kestrel will be accompanying me.”

“Valeo will also cover for the missing member of your company.” King Regis finally spoke.

“Who is still unknown?” Ignis stepped in, standing next to me.

“Do you know who it is?” I asked Prompto and Cor. The boy shrugged his shoulders and Cor looked at the King. What? Was it a secret or something?

“He wishes for his identity to be withheld, until he comes face to face with you.” the King said.

“What the fuck? Why?”

“Six, language, please.” Ignis pressed looking at Morta’s direction. The levels of respect he has for this woman cannot be accounted for.

“My apologies.” I looked at her and she huffed a smile at my insolence. She always was one of the few people to like it.

“You can ask him when he reaches you.” she said simply “Now, shall we start the blessing? You and I both have places to be.”

Couldn’t have said it better myself.

Morticia went on and blessed us and our cause, to return victorious; something she did on every mission. I felt weird, being blessed again.

Once Morticia was done with her mambo jumbo blessing, Sa’van came in the room and run straight into me; hugging me tight.

She loosened her grip from around my shoulders and looked at me straight in the eyes as she passed a piece of paper in my hand, nodding for me to stay silent and keep the secret just for me.

I smiled up at her warmly, covering both our guilty features from the watchful eyes of the King and High Priestess; the latter seemed to know. Morta’s eyes never left mine as we walked out of the barracks, at the entrance of the Citadel.

“Are you ok?” Prompto moved closer to me as I raised my eyebrows at his question.

“Why were you looking at me like that before? Am I really that intimidating?” I laughed and he did the same, his cheeks getting a little pink tint as his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

“No,” he kept a small smile on his face as he answered “you’re just…” Prompto turned to look at me “you’re just different than I imagined.”

“Oh, yeah? What did you imagine?” I laughed again, not ready of the answer that was to follow.

“Moonshine is indeed a m-“ he stopped before he finished the word but I knew what he meant to say.

Monster.

And he was correct. I… Moonshine… the Royal Assassin… Six Ulric… was indeed a monster. A well-crafted one too.

I sighed before taking a step forward but Prompto stopped me with his well-timed words.

“Don’t get me wrong. I don’t agree with what Master Clarus said.” His voice sounded like a puppies cry. Noctis; is he really that afraid of me? “I think…”

“You think what, kid? That I’m a good person?” I demented to know as I stepped back closer to him, Valeo and Ignis standing right behind us “That I’m worth fighting for?”

“I don’t know what you’re worth.” He stepped closer in a wave of braveness, I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the passion, the rage. He believed in me, in a way I would probably never understand. I had just met him; yet he was so focused on what he said, believing every word. “You are not a monster. There’s good in you!”

I squinted my eyes at him, letting them travel to the entirety of his face; the light tint of pink was now a glowing red and there were… tears… in his eyes, threatening to fall. Why did he believe in his words so much?

“You don’t know me.” I whisper as I made my way back to Ignis, getting stopped mid-way once more.

“You haven’t seen it, have you?”

I stop dead on my tracks, a sigh leaving my lips as I turn my attention to the blond again “What?”

“The way everyone believes in you?”

I think my heart just stopped. What?

“The way he looks at you?” he pointed at Ignis, who was just staring up at us, unable to get in between our little fall out “We believe in you, because of who you are, because of what you lost and because you never give up!”

“Trust me kid, that,” I point towards him, pointing out his words “that is not –“

“True? Fair?” he asked, raising his eyebrow at me “Yeah, well. Moonshine might have been named the monster, but I know –as does everyone else in Your company –that it’s the puppeteer who’s supposed to take the blame. Not the puppet.”

“I’m nobody’s puppet, kid.” I turn around for the last time, determent to leave this useless conversation.

“Yeah,” he answered softly as Valeo moved to stand next to him “whatever. Stop calling me kid, you’re only a year older than me.”

“Whatever you say, kid.” I smirk at the huffed laugh that leaves his lips as I stand next to Ignis, watching the two move on ahead on their own “Look at them, so young and willing to die.”

“He’s right, my love. You do not have to live under the shadow of your alias.”

I lick my lips before nodding my head at him “Okay.” I didn’t even believe that.

I pressed my hand inside the front pocket of my pants, getting the piece of paper Sa’van gave me and reading it.

My dear Six,

Once you have Gladiolus, place him under the care of Mr. Argentum and the headhunter from Galahd.

Do not come back!

Six, I beg of you, take care of yourself and Ignis.

You two deserve the happiness this place will never provide.

I overheard Master Clarus saying something about a bounty. Though, I am not certain it was for you, I implore you to be careful of your actions.

Trust your company.

Trust in people, other than just your skills.

Be vigilant. Stay alive. Stay away.

Your friend, Sa’van Blacke of Insomnia.

I turn to look at the inside of the Citadel, for what felt like the last time.

I should heed her words.

A bounty? On my head? The King wouldn’t do that. Not now. Not before I have his precious son back.

And the headhunter? This smells like a trap.

None of this matters for now. Because from this moment on, I’m as free as I can be.

We’re finally leaving Insomnia!

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