Lucian Heirs

“I’ll do my best.” It was very nice of ‘Miriam’ to lend him this stuff. Even though he had permission to ruin them, Isaac didn’t feel right about not doing his best to keep it all in good condition. 

As he changed Isaac inwardly groaned about what he had to wear, but at least it would hide his very obviously not-female muscles and features. “Thank you, Miriam. You’ve done so much for me, and we’re little more than co-workers.” Really, this highness was a very kind person.

“Yes, I promise to see you at work tomorrow.” He said with a smile, hiding the fact he’d be gone from this world by then.

“Well you seem like a nice guy. I’ll walk you out and resume my shopping, I heard there were some adorable dresses on sale.”

Putting the wig back on and taking an extra moment to check that his own make up held up, he then made sure Isaac was walked back out the servants entrance while still being kind to any staff they ran into along the way.

“Well then best of luck out there.”

● – || While Noctis loved both of his children dearly, he definitely did worry when one of them decided that sneaking out was more important than following the house rules. He and Luna had set rules for a reason, but it seemed that they weren’t being followed when they turned their backs. 

A look of major lack of amusement crossed the King’s features as he looked at his child hearing just who was at fault. While he knew Acacia was a good influence sometimes, Noctis also knew that it wasn’t her fault the entire time. He knew very well that Astrum was just as much to blame. 

Slowly, Noctis pushed himself off the chair and stood with a soft groan then crossed his arms across his chest while he peered down at Astrum. 

“Whether Acicia was with you or not, you could have told me you were leaving instead of sneaking out.” He began, “… I’m glad that you got home safe, but you know that it’s not safe for you to sneak out. If something happened to you, your mother and I wouldn’t know what to do with ourselves. You’re an influence on your little brother. I expect you to act like someone he looks up to. ”

“If I had asked you if I could go dancing with Acacia in a short tight dress and stripper shoes would you actually have said yes?”

Hence his decision to quietly slip out for a few hours for some fun, some time where he could just forget about being the Crown Prince for a little while and just relax. Taking a moment to wipe off his make up with a huff he knew the more sass was going to land him in deeper trouble, but he was at least a little annoyed...

“But I wanna learn now.” Novus retorted as his hair was mussed up, which he was somewhat used to. “I don’t have to focus on training with Uncle Gladio right now cause he’s not here. C’mon Astie–” Novus pleaded while he had even resorted to using the nickname he’d given him when he was a toddler. “Just this once? I wanna surprise Mom and Dad with it.”

“Don’t whine its not Princely.” Thankfully he had no problem with his brother’s nick names, though still needed to find a way to worm out of this situation quickly.

● – || Noctis had been young once. He had done his tome of sneaking out when Gladio and Iggy weren’t looking in order to go spend time with Prompto and do something reckless that would ultimately get him in trouble and grounded for a few days. It was always worth it, he’d NEVER regret it. 

Tonight was different because it wasn’t him who was doing the sneaking off. Oh no, the King had been tipped off that the person doing the sneaking out was his son. What a change in events. He had his suspicions, of course, he wasn’t an idiot, but that didn’t make it any less amusing. Like father like son, it would appear. 

In order to catch his son in the act, Noctis sat in spare council chair by the front entrance of the Astrum’s bedroom with his back turned so that he just looked like a dark blob in the early morning light. 

“Hello, Astrum.” Noctis smiled as he swiveled around in the chair to reveal himself sitting with his right leg crossed over his left and his arms folded across his lap. Sky-blue eyes flickered over his son’s attire then smiled. “Do you want me to ask questions now? Or, do you want me  to ask questions at breakfast in the morning?” He was okay with either, but he wanted to give his son a choice before he just jumped in with his thoughts – none of which were negative. 

With a sigh knowing that there wasn’t any way of getting out of this, he at least took a moment to get out of his shoes, thankful that the designer brands were still comfortable for hours on end, but would still soak his feet for a bit later.

“There was no sex, drugs, or alcohol, and Acacia was with me the whole time.”

Of course, he felt bad for ratting her out too, but it was something that needed to be done to prove his point that he wasn’t being entirely stupid and reckless since his Sheild had graciously tagged along for a night out.

“No one touched me either.”

Mildly disgusted with his baby brother Astrum made sure to pick up the paper with gloves on, only to roll his eyes and toss it once it was read.

“Little brat...”

Astrum was certain he was smart, at least enough. He always did his homework and chores without being asked along with any other Princely things that were asked of him, and was always so careful when sneaking off to work or out to one of the dance clubs. Even then he was smart enough to bring along his shield, thankful that Acacia was more than willing to be rebellious as well.

He had lost count how many times the two of them had gone unnoticed before, which was why when Astrum was warping back up to his bedroom window and silently climbing back in at two am he let out a surprised yelp once he spotted his father waiting for him.

“Oh um, hello father...”

“I can put away my own dry cleaning” The Prince stated quickly, seeing that some of his suits were brought back to him, holding his hands out for them quickly.

The moment anyone else would open his closet they would be greeted by a not so pleasant face full of fluffy petticoats and skirts in assorted colors that Astrum had caved and gotten from a recent sale with his own money, but clearly he didn’t want to be judged for how much he spent shopping.

“Don’t worry, I’m well trailed to defend myself.” Though he certainly didn’t look it while dressed like this, but that was the point.

Isaac looked at the clubbing outfits. He may have to wear one of them. “If you’re comfortable with risk of them getting ruined then I’ll be fine wearing them.” Not really, but what choice did he have? “As for weapons, I can manage a hand to hand fight.” There was even a spot to hide a dagger, was there…? Ugh…why him? 

“Would you help me get changed?”

“Have it cleaned and bring it back if you can, and if not I’ll just get a new one later.”

Helping Isaac change as a request without any fuss and minimal awkwardness, the Prince then gave him a smile of approval, but a jacket to walk out in as well. 

“And just one more thing...”

While his magic training was far from over, he still knew enough to cast a Protect spell on his friend. 

“I don’t think I’ve heard of that world before, but it must be a Kingdom like this one right? And of course, don’t mention it. I thought it might have been nice to offer, but if you’re alright doing your own thing then I understand.” He smiled at her.

But if she would rather stay elsewhere then Sora wasn’t going to make her do something she didn’t want to. Though he did hope she’d come by and visit, because making another friend would be nice. 

“Oh yeah the Heartless, they’re a problem we have on this world too but there are people who fight them, the castle guards and myself included. We’re still trying to figure out their origin, we didn’t realize they had spread so far however.” 

“Hm so they do have a name. I was worried that they were a new kind of Daemon attacking the land...”

Panic had certainly risen considering how sudden the attack was, and in broad daylight too. If only he could remember what had happened after...That black out was crucial to getting back home.