RWBY: Royal Remnant || Volume: 1 || A RWBY/Final Fantasy XV Crossover

Chapter II. From Dust Till Dawn

{Song: RWBY Theme: This Will be the Day}
Noctis Lucis Caelum
"Well... Princes will be princes" Prompto clarified. We walked down the entranceway steps of the Citadel, where two gargantuan status of maidens stood on either side of the entranceway. Light illuminated down the kingdom, and the kingdom's shield projected from the Citadel and helped protect the kingdom and it's citizens from monsters, Grimm, and the empire. Soon that will change as Niflheim is coming for the Treaty ceremony. Now outside the citadel's entrance was my father's car - the Regalia, a special vehicle my father kept in his possession. There, a few Lucian servants placed a few luggage so and bags in the trunk which contained our stuff; clothes, decorations, books, supplies, and so on. It would weigh down the car a little, but we would still be able to make the trip to Vale in order to board the ships for Beacon.
"So much for Royal protocol" Iggy sighed as we walked down the steps,
"Not like you had to deliver a formal address" Gladdy pointed out.
"yeah, and besides, what could be so wrong with Beacon eh? I mean, it's the best hunters' school in Remnant, there's a lot of cool teachers, it's for anyone over seventeen, and has a lot of badass hunter babes" Prompto said in a flattering soft tone like he was trying to flirt. "I'm not convinced. Altough... it would be change of pace, and would be great opportunity to explore new various cultures all the while in Vale. Maybe I could concoct new recipes as well with inspiration" he said in interest. "that's the spirit Iggy - the Iron chef on the road. Me; I just wanna see the good challengers up there, see who's the bigger man" Gladiolus stated. "easy there big guy, we're here to kill monsters, not each other" Prompto exclaimed. "Yeah, I'll take your word for that. Beacon's a long way to go, and besides, what's the worst that can happen?"
"Don't jinx us."
"Okay."
Gladiolus responded with his hands in his pockets. I remained silent, but at least I knew the others were ready for Beacon; Gladiolus wanted to challenge determinable opponents as well as learn new fighting techniques, Ignis wanted to learn prior history (and probably 'find old recipes in the libraries' as he put it), and Prompto... Well... He's Prompto. We were prepared to leave, heading towards Vale and spend the night there before the ships arrive and depart for Beacon, and might as well stock up on potions and Dust.

We would have jumped in the Regalia if not for a voice; "your Highness?!" Drautos had called me. Turning, I saw Drautos standing besides my father who was walking down the stairway with his cane in his hand. Stopping and turning back to him, I sighed "What now?" My father sighed, "I believe I have left to much unsaid. You place a great burden on those who would bear with you." "You're one to talk" I scoffed walking besides him down the steps to the car. "I ask not that you guide my wayward son, merely that you remain at his side" he spoken, with a bow in response from Ignis in respect.
"Indeed your grace." "We'll see the prince to Beacon Academy if it's the last thing we see" Gladiolus declared. "Yeah, what he said" Prompto finished with a cheering smile on his face. As much as I didn't want to hurt my dad's feelings by saying I didn't want to be here anymore, I was kind of getting tired of waiting around.
"Hate to break this up, but Cor's got the motor running" I declared as I made way to leave onwards, but not before waving to the Kingsglaive guard; "Drautos! He's in your hands now."
"And another thing..." my father stopped me once more and I turned again to face him again, "Do mind your manners around the teachers and student whom you meet at the academy. The teachers are more strict and will not take too kindly if you misbehave. Even if you are royal."

In a swift thought, I had done a gestured now with my hand over my chest "Your majesty as well. Try to mind yours around our esteemed guests from Niflheim" I reminded him; remembering about the treaty ceremony. I know, BIG SURPRISE. Niflheim - the forever lasting empire who's thrived for control over Remnant, and sworn enemy of Lucis, wants to actually sign a peace treaty after a while. Kinda didn't seem right, but my dad wasn't having it. If it meant peace around the land of Remnant, and ending the war, then he'll take their word for it.
"You have no cause for concern."
"Nor do you."
"Take heed. Once you set forth, you cannot turn back"
"You think I would?" I questioned with my hands on my waist. My father grunted, and continued, "I need only know that you are ready to leave home behind." "I don't know about you, but I'm as ready as I'll ever be." I try to turn and leave, but my father stopped me once more by placing a hand in my shoulder, and stopping me. I turned again, and he continued, "take care along the road, for wherever you shalt go the line of Lucis goes with you. Walk tall, my son."