#nokto sequel

[nightfoxqueen]

This man brings out a feral side of me that I can't put into words and I love him for it! 🥴🥰🦊

I needed to add the sweetness of this; the way he looks at her. You can see that to him, she's his entire reason for living and I love that! 😍

[judesmoonbeauty]

Nokto Klein Act 2 - PV Translation

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. The trailer should be released within the next couple of weeks to the public.

Please be sure to watch the last frame as it is a video clip of Nokto speaking, and you don't want to miss it!

All lines except for the narration are marked italic. Otherwise, all other lines belong to Nokto.

You’re nervous aren’t you? Hehe.

Making love in a different bed than usual. That’s the real pleasure of traveling.

Making it more messy than usual.

I’ll make it an unforgettable night.

A moment so sweet that it melts away.

I’m going to etch it all over your body tonight.

So get ready. 

Just look into my eyes.

And want me more and more.

Just saying I love you might be a lie.

You mean so much to me that words can’t express it.

You’re irreplaceable.

However, it’s

it’s covering something up.

This might be the last time.

So I’m sorry for not being able to protect your smile.

Pushing true love away-

Since then, you’ve been my number one.

It’s because of you that I’ve become the worst at lying and pretending.

It’s my job to protect you, and for that purpose, I’ll do anything.

@nightfoxqueen @yukkins64 @atelierquinn

[shatcey]

Well… there were no other options. Licht just solved the problem. If the problem is solved, then it doesn't matter how…

Nokto just has any idea what it's like to be in Tanzanite… yet…

Licht rlly don’t gaf

[clavissionary-position]

There's not an unserious bone in his body.

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—edited screencaps from Nokto's sequel, Chapter 8. Translated with Google and Jisho. Accuracy not guaranteed.

[dark-frosted-heart]

NOKTO'S SEQUEL COMING IN SPRING

[shatcey]

Anita Klein (twins' mother)

Not many people will agree with me, but I really admire this woman. But I have to say… I don't approve of her methods, but I understand why she did it, and it somehow reduced the cruelty of her actions in my eyes. Not completely, but partially.

Just in case, I'll put my explanations under the spoiler.

She was a free-spirited person, very passionate, a dancer. And after this free life, she was stuck in a royal palace, and not in any, but in the Rhodolite one. Basically she jumped from one extreme to another. And just because she gave birth to twins, she was under constant harassment for almost 10 years. Every single day.

Yes, people get used to even bad things, it has become a kind of white noise. Something that is always present, but we don't pay much attention to it. But I see her as not only a strong person, but also a kind and sensitive one. These qualities are possessed by her sons, so I believe that she was the same. So… for a sensitive person, such an environment would be too difficult. But still… she lasted almost 10 years. She was really very strong.

And despite all this stress, she continued to teach her children so that they would be ready for the same environment, so that they would become the best versions of themselfs. She wasn't doing it because she was cruel, she was doing it for them.

I know that's not an excuse. Nothing can justify child abuse. Her method was extreme. But in her place… I don't think anyone could have found a better solution. Except to run away with the children.

But… We must not forget that Anita found herself in this situation because of the complete inability of the last king to influence anything in his palace. Or because of his lack to do so. And… this is the most sad for me… Sariel did nothing.

Sariel appeared at the royal palace right after the twins were born, and yes, he was still a child at that time. But, of course it didn't begin when they were babies or even toddlers. Anita most likely started making them compete with each other when they got older. And Sariel had more influential at that time, and more people were afraid of him. And he could… he definitely could have done something. But he didn't.

Sariel mentined that he tried to reached Licht AFTER the tragedy but failed. But he never mentioned that he did nothing BEFORE that. And that pains me.

And not to end on a sad note… I have another theory…

At one of the last events with Licht (his dreams) they examined Anita's background and came to the conclusion that she was from Tanzanite. And in Sariel's sequel, there was information that almost all children with silver hair are born into the royal family of Tanzanite. And, as you probably remember… Anita had silver hair and red eyes like her sons. So… she could be a princess. And that makes Azel something like a cousin of Licht and Nokto. It could be wrong. But there is a high probability that this is exactly the case.

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[caffedrine]

Silvio highlights in Nokto’s Sequel Route

Their first night in Benitoite -

Nokto: I bet you want this :D

Emma: Oh yes I do!

The door is kicked open.

Silvio: Hey, I need to talk – what! Hey! Put that thing away!

Nokto: I thought the closed door was a hint that we wanted privacy!

Then

Silvio: I’m throwing a party for you tonight. Be prepared.

Emma: zpoifjewafnapehjf

Silvio: . . . . What was that?

Emma: Oh, it’s just the sound my liver makes when it starts crying.

Next

Nokto: You think this is rough, wait until tonight :D

Emma: Oh my? Are you hitting on me? In front of Silvio? While he’s two feet away?

Silvio: That’s it. Everyone, into the sea. I banish you from dry land.

Also

Nokto: ~ Places his hand in Emma’s lap ~

Silvio: What is with you two and PDA right in front of me?

Emma: Oh, sorry.

Silvio: If you’re sorry, then stop!

Finally

Emma: Hey Nokto – my hair is messy. I need to go off and fix it.

Nokto: Why bother, I’ll just mess it up tonight.

Emma: . . .

Emma: Silvio just tossed a waiter into the sea while looking directly at us. I think we’re next.

Bonus Matthias Content

Emma: Wow, unlike Silvio and Nokto, you're not setting off my slut-dar at all.

Matthias: You’d be amazed how often people say those exact words to me.

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

The story of the sensitive rabbit and the sensible tiger

The story of the sensitive rabbit and the sensible tiger

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Chevalier x MC                                                                                  

Prompt : 7.Simpleton

Part of : Chevalier Michel Sequel Route Release hosted by @aquagirl1978

Tag: Hurt Comfort Overcoming odds High sensitivity

Word Count : 2.385

Author’s Note: The idea of the brutal beast dealing with an high sensitive MC picked my curiosity and ever since I crafted something that respecting his character may come close to what I imagine would have happened if Emma wouldn't have been so though as in the game. So I really do hope to have respected Chev character as well as the others.

This is a most unusual story, it involved a sharp beast and a girl, but not the type of strong heroine ready to fight, but one a bit more sensitive, and yet kind all the same whose delicateness is put to the test from the less gentle man in all the palace, that for her sake and hers alone will earn something he always yearned but never obtained before, conquering it would be no easy task but luckily for him his effort will pay him off ten fold with what he will gain ... her love. 🥰

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Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

Emotions are mere tools to control people, beasts have no need of them.

A statement that Chevalier Michel, the second prince of Rhodolite, has always been proved to be true.

He was a brutal beast with the skin of a human, and as such all he ever required was his mind, logical and sharp as few ever were, no emotions could sway him, nor he ever had any need of them, except to control who he needed as his pawn that is.

He was a genius feared and admired alike, something he acknowledged ever since, cultured in things people his age weren’t, used to know how to control and understand anything under the sun … that was at least as he always thought.

And yet since that commoner was appointed to choose the next King all the things he believed to know about feelings and people begin to crumble down, because in truth he has never met anyone like her.

She was worthy to talk to, at least, something he ascertained after the many times he saw her in the library reading books, of different subjects and even in different languages than her own, rewarding her boldness to speak to him with precious minutes of his time, thing he never did without a price paid in rare books she found for him.

The first time he saw, with his own eyes, a new facet of her personality was during a morning like all the others, she was walking like a busy bee from one place to another to listen and get better acquainted with the princes and happened to be in their faction office when they were all gathered together, a thing most unusual but that she seemed to like … until Nokto’ words cracked the quietness of the air.

“You know goody two shoes girls aren’t usually my type, because they are pretty boring in the bed, but if coaxed in the right way even them could be pretty naughty when they want to. I bet you are one of them.”

A phrase that should have elicited an answer, or at least a reaction of sorts, be it a slap, usually, or a snarky remark.

But not in her. 

She merely looked at him, a light frown of displeasure on her rosy lips, a wounded expression flickered in her eyes until a few words thumbled from her tongue.

“Too bad you won’t be the one to find out.”

They lacked sassiness, barely concealing something bitter, pronounced only to play the part that was expected of her, until she could slip away from that cagey office.

It was clear as day her words were not to defend herself, a duty that Clavis, ever the gentleman, took upon himself.

His usual carefree smile was ever present, even though his amber gaze seemed to shoot daggers at the other.

“Ahh you are so petty Nokto, not all men are like you. Don’t mind him little rabbit, there are plenty of gentlemen out there interested in sweet, kind girls like you.”

To state her sensitive personality baffled him would have been an understatement. 

She was a mystery to him.

An intrigue he felt inexplicably drawn to unveil, only for knowledge’s sake, or so he said himself.

Something he racked his brain over to the point of overstudying her every move and words, going as far as asking details about herself, that, as much interesting, were of little help in his quest for answers.

Why did such a fascinating girl, so intelligent and knowledgeable, have to be also such a crybaby ?

Not finding an answer on his own, he decided to ask her directly, without beating around the bush as usual.

It was a normal day like any other … almost it was, because in truth things were soon to turn into so much more.

She had just delivered him the book he requested from her some days ago when he went straight to point out how sensitive she was, he immediately regretted it, or he would have if he was human, he would have never admitted it, but the pang in his heart left no space for doubt of sorts.

“You seem to be quite oversensitive, if you want to survive in the palace for one month it will do good to strengthen up.”

He saw in her eyes how much his raw words wounded her heart, but before he could fully grasp its depth she had already shaken her head offering him a smile, so blatantly weary and duller than the bright ones he was used to, it was painful to look at. 

“Thank you, Prince Chevalier, I will keep it in mind.”

That new piece of information clicked in the proper place in his mind, filling another line with information written in her book, yet not enough thought to make him blunt his sharp edges, brushing off her delicateness as something she would have learned to strengthen during her stay at the palace, if she was wise enough to follow his advice that is.

He almost believed she had got used to his harsh words expecting her to grow though sooner or later … when one day she snapped at him, proving to him that there indeed was something he could fail at, and it was showing his emotions.

It was an afternoon like all the others, his expression ever stern as he looked at her sitting in front of his desk, petals, and leaf stuck in her curls, the prank a gentle courtesy of Clavis to have fun, he never cared anything for the amusement of his brother, but it was an entirely different matter when they affected his job, slowing it, or so he told himself.

His emotions had the best of him, strangely so, making his words sound harsher than what he intended to, echoing in the still air of the office.

 “You are no more than a fool simpleton, to not have noticed such a simple trick. I expect you to be presentable for dinner.”  

He could feel the instant he shut his mouth the damage his words had done, the way she flinched back unconsciously from him while she trembled, better would have been to see rage rather than sadness.

It was not the first time he called her that, but it was the first time he fully snapped at her.

Something akin to regret flickered in his heart, but he ignored it.

He shot her a last glance, certain she would have resumed her composure in a while … but much to his amazement he was wrong. 

What he saw froze the blood in his veins, her eyes, usually so bright and cheerful, were now dull and filled with tears already prickling the corners of her eyes, a tight line curled that lips he got used seeing smiling at everyone, like a fool, he would have said, failing to notice that kindness wasn't a synonym of stupidity, and he was going to learn it the hard way.

She shot him a glance, more piercing than a stab in his heart, as she rose from her seat, sending it tumbling to the ground in her haste to get away from him, not answering even when he pronounced her name.

He was baffled for the first time in his whole life, unable to know how to react, insecure of saying or doing the wrong thing … but he had no time for that anyway, because before he could react she was already out of the office. 

She slammed the door behind her back before running away, putting as much space as possible between her and him. 

However at least dinner time arrived, to no surprise she didn’t join them, as scheduled, at that sight something close to sadness flickered in his heart, promptly brushing off as he sat at the table like nothing had happened.

And nothing did … apparently.

Inside him a battle of emotions, he didn’t understand and he didn't even want, roamed in his heart, not able to keep him from shifting his attention to the meal and the conversation going on, that strangely so seemed much duller than they ever were.

It was only after dinner that Clavis informed him, interrupting his reading, she had yet to step out of her room letting inside not even Rio to bring her something to eat.

The moment the news reached his ear he knew he had to step in, she may have been angry or upset at him all she wanted but she needed to eat.

Swiftly he went to the kitchen to fetch her a meal, going as far as preparing something he remembered she said to be one of her favourites, before striding toward her room.

Chevalier knew he didn't have to do this, he simply could order some maid around or one of his brothers, maybe Leon would have been the best fit for the job, and yet he couldn't let it fall, he was the one that made her cry, and so he had to take responsibility for the state he put her in.

He stared at the door, hoping she would have opened it herself, even though he knew it to be a foolish idea and so after a while he knocked softly.

But he didn't not receive an answer… as predictable.

The minutes flew by and his knock remained unanswered he had to admit, against his will, he was beginning to worry, the tray in his hands began to tremble, out of the tiredness of his arms surely due to all the sword training.

Lies he told himself to tame his worry, but to no avail.

What for ?

His mind, ever logical, couldn't find an answer to it and he refused to listen to his heart.

After all, it is not like she was his wife or something.

Not yet.

That thought robbed the air from his lungs as he unconsciously leaned to the door frame only to regain his composure, he told himself, but his racing heart betrayed the true reason why he was doing that to catch any noise from inside and, possibly, barge in at the minimum strange rumor he heard.

Noiselessly he opened the door sliding inside, there crouched on the bed was her, her little frame taking but a small portion of the large bed, whose blankets were scattered all around her, portraying her feelings, shows of he was never capable of.

The only noise in the room, one of her shaking sighs and sniffles, as she wailed softly on the pillow, soaked already with her tears.

She was in that state because of him.

The mere thought was strangely unbearable to him, he gritted his teeth feeling his heart inexplicably clench in his chest.

Ever careful, he left the trail on a desk before approaching the bed, going for once against his mind that incited him to go away now that he could, listening for once to the heart beating in his chest.

He reached to brush his fingers on her forehead, hesitancy laced into his actions, confused by the way she flinched back from his touch, her misty eyes filled with fear as she gazed up at him.

It wasn’t certainly the first time he saw that kind of gaze, and yet this time burned far more than it ever did.

He found it strangely unbearable seeing her eyes looking at him the same way, where once there was bright trust, even admiration, at times, when he lent her books to learn, now there was only fear.

Immediately he whipped his hand away, more determined than ever to slide off the room, and never approach her any more for her own good … when he noticed something in the corner of his eyes.

She had snuggled closer to the edge of the bed where he was sitting on an armchair looking up at him with her misty eyes begging him to stay.

Certainly she was a weird girl if she still wanted to be in his company after what he did, but still, strangely so, he felt he couldn’t refuse her something so little if it was what she desired. 

His fingers reached once more for her, trembling lightly, and this time she did not turn away sighing softly at the clumsy caress of his hand on her hair as she relaxed against the pillow.

A show of vulnerability he found astoundingly brave, until he met her eyes, still misty with ill concealed tears, glimmering pleadingly to not mock her for the weakness she was showing him, but he had no intention to break her trust not now nor ever.

His voice a soft, heartfelt, murmur he hoped to be enough to convey his feelings for once and mend her broken heart.

“I apologise … little rabbit.” 

The cute nickname he used for her, along his voice, soft and sweet, almost cruelly so in contrast with his usual behaviour, made a weary light smile curl her lips while she nodded unconsciously, a sign of forgiveness and trust he would have never forgotten.

Slowly she entwined her fingers with his, relaxing under his ministrations, revelling in the warmth of his fingers caressing her hair brushing some last drop of tears away from her cheeks, leaving an achingly tender kiss on her forehead.

He wasn’t used to showing emotions, nor to be gentle … but for her he would have tried his best, hoping it would have been enough to not wound her heart.

This is the story of how the beast prince turned human with the love of a peculiar girl, who despite everything and against all odds stuck to him, proving him the inherent value and priceless worth of emotions, teaching him to show them as he teaches her everything she desired to know about the world … and about himself.

He became a different person and no one was more grateful for it than he was, able to finally let himself feel what he always yearned for, but never obtained, discovering it was indeed much better than how described in the books, for nothing was even remotely comparable to the feeling that linked their heart together, one they didn’t hesitate to recognize as love.

[misty-moth]

Talking about Nokto’s dramatic route:

Yooo Nokto was engaged to Mireille Howell 😳

Imagine Nokto being brother-in-laws with Keith… and Keith thinking “but… but his twin tho…”

And I’m going to say this, and I am going to beg that no one says a spoiler for ikepri jpn in replies or comments. Please. Please. But it would be neat if there were mentions of it in Nokto’s sequel.

Nokto: “It may not have worked out and I may already have 7 brothers, but you can still think of me as your little bro.” 😌

Keith: “but… but your twin tho…”

[reccyls]

some minor thoughts about licht's sequel chapter 1:

Aww, it's very sweet that Licht and Nokto are talking more and that Licht can rely on Nokto to help him out. But also, it is very worrying what Nokto is helping Licht with:

Licht often wakes up in the middle of the night due to very bad nightmares, worse than the memories of killing his mother. He's sweaty all over and isn't breathing right. Nokto supplies Licht with medicines from Jade that are stronger than his usual doses. Licht doesn't even bother to mix the powder with any water, just drinks it straight.

Nokto wonders just when Licht is going to let himself be happy, but Licht answers that he already is happy.

[bunnys-otome]

an excerpt I laughed at from Clavis Act 3 chapter 4 (&follow up thoughts). I really wish this route was voiced so I could hear Clavis’s silly laugh each chapter

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(after the trying-to-be-stoic MC was just caught blushing due to Clavis’s antics)

MC: Can I step on you, Clavis?

Clavis: !! Should I get on all fours like usual?

Keith: As usual?!?

MC: Would you please stop saying things that could cause misunderstandings?

Jin: [thinking face🤔] I can’t believe you guys have already reached that point.

MC: I have never stepped on Clavis when he was on all fours!

Clavis: If you want to do it, you’re more than welcome. Step on me as much as you like 😃

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extensive personal thoughts:

I genuinely adore how Clavis always introduces MC as his adorable tsundere princess. he is so obviously in love with her and thinks he’s so incredibly lucky and it’s darling to see

but this sequel just makes me realize how.. ugh I just love so many of the princes it’s hard to play favs!! rio/silvio/gil/clavis are probably my favs but I love chev/leon and yves too… but then sariel/keith/nokto get great event stories and uhhhh luke/jin/licht are still nice n handsome?🤷‍♀️ I genuinely wanna smooch em all at once

[adreamerunderthesky]

Something suddenly came to my mind. Emma is wearing a different dress in Chevalier, Yves, Nokto and Licht 's sequel which is white but what about Gilbert's sequel ? Will she wear the same dress again ? I mean if we're talking about Gilbert, she can't wear a white dress. I'm really curious about this

[dear-sciaphilia]

YESS FINALLY

He looks sooooo good!!! I’m super excited for his route and learning more about his and Nokto’s origins, and more about Azel 😍 Wanna see if he goes yandere or not!!! 💙💙💙

I will try to translate his route…but no promises or guarantees.

[quen12]

Nokta Klein Alternative Route Part 2.

Sorry about the spelling mistake on the first one it's not all perfect. And I apologize for the delay but I wanted to finish the fanfiction story I came up with as if it happened in the Nokto route of Ikemen Prince. Some things I may write about are stuff that happened route and skim over it. Just to let you know so no one gets confused this is fully fictional. But I do hope we can get a sequel with pregnancy and children of Ikemen. Maybe I will do what each one of Prince's and Emma's children would look like. Well moving on, hope you enjoy it.

After Emma heard the heartbeats of her and Nokta's child she couldn't stop the tears from sliding down her cheeks. As she leaves the underground doctor's place and heads to her house in the village to change her clothing.

Emma:(What do I do? But one thing for sure I shouldn't let anyone else know)

As Emma sat on her bed caressing her stomach.

Emma: “I'm not sure if I'm prepared to be a mom, but I want to protect you”

Emma:(I should go back to the palace before Rio gets worried)

Emma heads back to the palace to get a restful sleep to prepare for the fake engagement party tomorrow, as she goes to the hallway of her room she sees Nokta walking toward the library. She hides behind a pillar not knowing how to face him right now. He passes by without glancing her way but a smirk appears on his face the second he leaves.

Nokta: (Playing hide and seek?)

Without realizing Nokta saw her Emma walks back to her room. As soon as she enters she gets her suitcase and packs all her possessions. And prepares to run away.

Emma:(This should be enough, but I can’t stay in Rhodolite like before. I should go somewhere else)

Looking over the map she she points to Benitoite.

Emma:(Perfect now I have to see Rio, but right now he works in the palace knowing him he will give up anything for me but he has to live his life too)

(I should just go by myself, I'll prepare everything and leave at midnight tomorrow )

The engagement party comes and go Nokta takes Emma back to her room.

Nokta: So we fooled the nobles how about making this into a real engagement.

Emma: Stop joking you're not funny

Emma stretches her hand toward Nokto with the engagement ring in.

Nokta: (mm) Keep it, toss it, sell it I don't care.

Emma stares toward Nokta trying to get the word out. But gives up in the end.

Emma:………

Emma: You know you're not a bad person minus the filtration and womanizing. You're smart and you know how to do trades well.

Nokta: Considering me for a king?

Emma: I Am considering everyone and their aspects. Staying here made me realize that you and your brothers are no beasts at all

Nokta laughs loudly to the point he bends and holds his stomach.

Nokta: Even Chevalier? Don't let him hear you say that.

Nokta leaves Emma in a pleasant mode with a little frustration he feels there was something suspicious but he doesn’t let it ruin his amusement. Unaware of Emma plans he heads to his room.

Emma( Okay I wrote a letter for Rio and Sariel, I don’t know what will happen with the princes. I also left my choice of king, I know he will do well and he can secure so much for this kingdom. As my last gift and goodbye)

Emma went to the dark part of town, got into a carriage filled with a lot of runaway citizens. And left halfway toward there destination. Soldier wearing Obsidian ambushed them, with them was a man with a crane and black eye patch on of his eyes. He smiled and the people trembled, when he meet eyes with Emma who was making her self as unnoticeable as possible he stretched his hand.

Man with eyepatch: If you come with me I let all these people pass unharmed.

Emma;(These are innocent people, this guy doesn’t seem like the type to be messed around with if the princes call themselves beasts he must be from the same species)

Emma: how can I know you will keep your word?

Man with eyepatch: I always keep my word unless I get betrayed. So choose now before I change my mind

Emma puts her hand in his and he grasps it tightly

Man with an eyepatch: ( How long have I been waiting to meet you, Emma)

Emma leaves with the man and rides his carriage.

As they sit in the carriage together Emma realizes the man keeps staring at her, making her uncomfortable.

Emma: Who are you and how did you know I’d be in that carriage?

Man with eyepatch: my name is Gilbert oh or should I say Gilbert Von Obsidian. And I have my ways.

Emma's eyes widen with shock

Emma: Your Gilbert ??

Gilbert: yes the prince of Obsidian and you rabbit are Bella of Rhodolite.

Emma: I am not Bella.

Gilbert: Looking at you now you seem to be on the run, let’s make a deal.

As Gilbert says that they stop At Obsidian Castle, Gilbert's servant shows Emma to her room and tells her to rest for now and tomorrow Gilbert will come to talk to her. Emma is surprised for being treated more regularly like a guest than a prisoner.

Emma has a hard time sleeping but she finally falls asleep. As morning sunshine hits the room Emma opens her eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling remembering last night's events. But then nausea and morning sickness of the pregnancy hit her and she runs to the bathroom not realizing that someone entered her room.

Gilbert enters the room

Gilbert:(She has woken up, she must be in the bathroom, I’ll wait till she's done)

The sound of Emma puking could be heard throughout the room.

Gilbert:( Weird is she sick from traveling, I will call the doctor to check) Gilbert tells the solider outside to contact the doctor

Emma opens the door only to be shocked by Gilbert sitting on her bed

Emma:(did he hear me puke?) What are you doing? In a lady's room?

Gilbert smiles: I came to discuss our deal from yesterday, but now I need you to sit down

Emma: I am not gonna….(I feel dizzy)

Emma faints from her tiredness and nausea.

Gilbert catches her and then lays her on the bed. There’s a knock on the door interrupting

Gilbert: Come in

A doctor walks in with a suitcase

Doctor: you called Your Highness

Gilbert: Yes this little rabbit has been puking nonstop and she looks pale like ghost. She just fainted, examinate her

Doctor: of course Your Highness

Emma lying helplessly on the bed while the doctor examines her.

Doctor: oh

Doctor: Your Highness is this woman your lover?

Gilbert doesn't want rumors or misinformation spread so he answers.

Gilbert: ……. Is there a problem?

Doctor: No just congratulation your highness.

Gilbert: congratulations?

Doctor: She’s with child

Gilbert looks at Emma with shocked and realizes everything as he smiles toward the doctor and lets him leave. As he sit next to Emma bed.

Gilbert: The deal just got better and better wouldn’t you say little rabbit?

While in Rholdolote in the conference room with three letters lying on the table and 9 men anxiously waiting for answers.

[clavissionary-position]

😭 Right in the feels

—from Nokto's sequel, Chapter 6. Translated with Google.

[dark-frosted-heart]

Nokto Sequel March 11th!