#solvarme

 Stepping quickly into the shop with rain pouring down in seconds, nearly missing the brunette. “Ah, Anna! I’m back!” Calling out, hanging her petticoat by the fireplace to let it dry, setting bags on the counter. “It’s raining crazily now. Wonder how long it’ll last..”

            ❝     𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑡?     ❞             He replies through laughter.             ❝     You expect     𝑴𝑬     to see a Chocobo ride outside ‘a the ‘market and     𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙩?     ❞             He chuckles as he swings one leg over  ,   now getting off of the     𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.     A simple task to collect some groceries  ,   waylaid by at least thirty minutes as the blond sat ‘pon the cold   --   definitely not real   --   Chocobo.     Naturally  ,   repeatedly singing             ❝     𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘣𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘺~    ❞             But there was a pure brightness  ,   𝐡͟𝐚͟𝐩͟𝐩͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐞͟𝐬͟𝐬͟     to him  ,   freckled features     𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮     with his joy.

 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫  𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫?  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐧𝐨  𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬,  𝐡𝐞  𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬,  and  though  he  would  try  with  all  his  might  to  defy  the  gods,  there's  no  saving  him,  like  his  forefathers  before  him,  he  is  already  dead.  a  sacrificial  lamb  to  the  slaughter,  to  save  the  innocent  souls  and  corrupted  alike  —  there  would  be  no  discriminating  against  who  lives  and  who  dies,  there  would  be  no  choices  made.  noctis  was  born  the  king  of  light,  there  was  never  going  to  be  a  happily  ever  after  for  him,  not  like  the  fairytales  luna  told  him  about  when  he  was  younger  —  not  what  he  thought  he  may  find,  the  true  love,  ending  happily…  no,  his  happily  ever  after  consisted  of  keeping  his  friends  alive,  and  if  he  needed  to  give  his  heart  and  soul  he  would  tear  himself  apart  for  their  happily  ever  after,  and  hopefully,  live  on  in  their  hearts.  ❛  anna…  ❜  he  starts,  afraid  to  speak  any  words  beyond  her  name,  he  lets  the  silence  linger  for  a  moment  before  speaking  again,  mustering  up  the  courage.  ❛  my  happily  ever  after  resides  in  your  happiness,  you  can  see  that  through,  can’t  you?  —  and  with  the  world  on  the  brink  of  being  engulfed  in  darkness,  i  can’t  let  ardyn  win,  i  can’t  let  you  down,  or  anyone  else  in  this  world… so  you  will  live  my  happily  ever  after  for  me,  wont  you? ❜  though  sadness  tears  away  at  his  throat,  and his  eyes  beg  him  to  release  the  tears  that form,  he manages  to  pull  a  smile,  one  of  comfort.

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