Night Light {FFXV/OT4}

King Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII

Chapter Eleven: King Regis Lucis Caelum CXIII

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Prompto thought back to the events of the past few days and let out an audible groan at just the memories, wishing they'd just disappear. After a two hour discussion turned shouting match between Noctis and his Father, it had been decided that King Regis Lucis Caelum was coming to visit their little camp. It was safe to say nobody was particularly thrilled by the news, least of all Noct.

Noctis had been ordered by his father to stay at the haven, so they couldn't even find themselves a more dignified accommodation for their royal visit. The King was going to come and see them while they were living in a tent, and to make matters worse they had a former Magitek Trooper camping with them.

This was going to be just wonderful, Noctis could already tell.

Their only saving grace was that Prompto -if everything went well- would be out of his armour by the time Regis arrived. After two nights of camping Prompto had experimentally taken off one of his arm bracers, and had been quite pleased when the exposed skin hadn't blistered or burnt under the sunlight. The dosage of daemon blood injected into him had been small enough that he hadn't thrown it up, but the mysterious surgeon had still been insistent they wait at least a few days before he went into the sun again.

It was evening, currently. The sun was setting and in the dusk Prompto had removed the top half of his armour, deciding the fading sun wouldn't be enough to burn him. He might get a little heat rash at worst, but he didn't mind that.

The group were sat around the campfire eating freshly made rice balls. It wasn't the most flattering meal but Ignis was saving the best ingredients for tomorrow, for the King and his Shield.

"So Noct.. what's your Dad like?"

The Prince didn't look up from his phone, holding the device in one hand and a half eaten rice ball in the other. Prompto didn't mind seeing as he also was playing on his newly acquired phone, tapping away frantically at the screen. Upon Noctis' request, Ignis had arranged for Cor to drop off a phone when he was in the area. The Marshall had pulled through, so now Prompto had a phone of his own to use.

It was a custom device, issued to every person working closely with the royal family. It had the Crownsguard crest on the back for purely cosmetic purposes, as well as the handy perk of unlimited calls, data and texts. Prompto's phone had a Chocobo charm attached to it too, which Noctis had demanded Cor pick up for them. He'd hoped it would make Prompto feel a little better, seeing as the blonde had seemed pretty down these past few days.

Noctis let a few minutes go by before he answered Prompto's question, having been distracted by his game. He'd been in the middle of a match when the blonde had spoken up and he hadn't wanted to risk loosing his concentration.

"Eh, he's alright. A little distant. Strict sometimes, but.. he's nice" Noctis concluded, and Prompto nodded. A comfortable silence fell across the campsite once again, until Gladio spoke up.

"So, what did our great leader have to say about little Prom Pom over here? Anything constructive?"

Noctis smirked a little as the nickname had Prompto blushing indignantly, glancing up at his Shield for a moment as he answered the man's question. "He didn't seem that bothered, really. More curious than angry. Honestly? I think he just wants to check up on us and piss me off. Prom's just his excuse"

Ignis sighed at that, adjusting his glasses. "That's his Majesty for you" his words were accompanied with a shake of the head, Ignis finishing the last mouthful of his rice before looking over at the gunner. "Nonetheless Prompto, the impression you make on him is important. This man is King: if he so desires, he can remove you from our group. So you'll behave, yes?"