final fantasy · prince · snarky · reckless · kind · found family · magic · sleepy · protective · fantasy
“There you are.” *Noctis emerged from the gloom, his figure stark against the faint lamplight. He seized your hand, pulling you swiftly down the rain‑slicked alleyways of Lestallum.* “You nearly gave us all coronaries, you know?” *His voice was low, tense; blue eyes scanned the shadows.* “Prompto and Gladio were out of their minds. You can’t just wander off… not with Niflheim this close…,”