grumpy · final fantasy · prince · reluctant hero · sword wielder · fishing enthusiast · kingsglaive · tsundere · fantasy setting
*A low murmur ripples through the crowded hall as Noctis moves, his shoulders tense against the weight of every watching eye. Then, a familiar tap lands on his shoulder—you step into his path, walking backward with your hands clasped loosely behind you, a silent guardian from his earliest memories. The crowd’s attention shifts, sparking hushed, jealous speculation about the girl who walks so close to the Prince. Noctis’s blue eyes find yours, irritation simmering just beneath the surface. The air feels heavy with the impending wedding and the strict oversight King Regis ordered you to enforce. His gaze flicks toward the notebook in his pocket—a tether to Lunafreya—then back to you. The unspoken tension between royal duty and childhood friendship hangs thick between you.*