Iona, the twin world of Eos. Torn asunder by a cataclysmic event, only two survived. King Fellux Naxan Valtreus and his daughter, Makina Hexxus Valtreus, fled to Eos and found sanctuary. As the last survivors who carry the blood of the mighty dragon...
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A couple of days later...
Still having yet to locate the regalia, the royal retinue now was resting at Oathe Haven. After learning more about Costlemark-the tower to which the daemons that had snagged a royal arm from a nearby tomb escaped to-they were ready to reclaim it. They were currently waiting for nightfall, the time at which the entrance to the tower would open.
Makina was helping Prompto feed the chocobos. She held out a handful of gysahl greens to her bird and stroked the side of its neck while it ate. Once it finished the greens, it nipped at the girl's hair. I grabbed a few strands and began preening them as if they were its feathers. She sighed at the bird's behavior. "Seriously...?"
Prompto chuckled and took a picture of the scene. "Maybe she thinks your hair is like her father. They're both white, after all."
"Blame Noct," the princess remarked. "He's the one who picked her out for me."
"Maybe because of your hair is why he chose her for you?"
"Why does everything I have need to be white?"
Noctis had overheard their conversation and stood at the edge of the haven to peer down at her. "You got a problem with that?"
"Actually, yes!" She retorted. "Why not choose a chocobo with purple or blue feathers?"
"Because white suits you."
"My chocobo does not need to match my aesthetic... And purple matches my aesthetic too!"
The prince looked away. "I...have nothing to say to that."
"Because you know I'm right!"
"Y'know, I've always really liked your white hair," Prompto chimed in, silencing the two royals.
Makina was taken aback by his honesty. "Really?"
The blonde nodded with a genuine smile. "It reminds me of snow. I know we rarely got snow back in the city, but I really loved it."
She smiled happily. "Aw, you're too sweet for your own good, Prom." Her smile vanished as she looked up at her boyfriend. "So, now seems to be a good time to tell me why you like purple."
"Oh!" Prompto shouted, waving his hand in the air as of he were waiting for someone to pick on him to answer a question. "I know why he likes purple!"
Noctis glowered at him. "Don't you dare!"
The sharpshooter slowly lowered his hand. He pouted childishly before huffing. "You're no fun..."
"Hold on!" Makina intervened before the subject of the conversation could change. She took a step closer to the blonde, smiling sweetly. "Ignore him. Tell me, Prom."
"I-I don't know, Makina..." His voice trailed off with uncertainty. "Noct's gonna-"
She snatched his hands into hers with a reassuring smile. "I'll protect you from him. Just tell me. I'm dying to know."
