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    ‘ Nursery rhymes are curious things, my ass. Expression shifts with subtle displeasure& gaze follows every movement, but Noctis holds his tongue. It’s tasking to repress scepticism when the guy freely talks of Kings crawling in pain, but already the others have decided it’s worth chancing ; following the stranger to the Disc of Cauthess. He supposes, there’s little use in arguing& cautiously, agrees to go along with it.

    The group follow behind  Ardyn steadily – at least, that’s what he’d insisted they call him. Noctis falls a good few steps behind, just for safe measure ; the sake of his own comfort, above most else. Although he struggles to place what’s so disconcerting about the man’s presence ( save for the tacky attire ) his irritable suspicions are no more quelled. Uncertain Noctis may be, but alas – it’s likely too late to change his mind.

    Acceptance comes begrudgingly& eventually, they’re gathered about the stranger’s car. Before Noctis is given the opportunity to decline, the choice is made for him ; the decision that he shall drive the Regalia, and follow Ardyn’s car to the Disc. Brow raises to this – & subtle ( retrospectively ) badly timed smirk twitches at the corner of his lips.  What if I ride with you ?Humour, albeit blunt ; not like he’d expect affirmation.

an alluding foreshadow traces his lips, a limerick of inducement to the naivety of youth before him. ‘ you need only heed the call … visit the archaeon , and hear his plea . ’ their eyes gossip over his forbearance, resist his proclivity of nearness, yet fall victim to his proposal. to depart from lestallum — a dispersal of trust — so as to allow the chancellor ‘ a window ’ to educe confidence from the prince. a notable recreation, playing with the minds of others. such a leisure to be found in maintaining a façade; though arrogance within the act often develops in persons other than the immortal. to play the game right, you must not only forge your players, but manipulate the opposing forces into submission of your maneuvers. let us practice.

sheepish pace keeps ‘ minorities ’ at his heel, persuasion of gravity approving flaunt of fabrics along broadened arms. a discouraging fumble of pitch affixes itself to the blonde of the quartet, escorting ardyn’s sinuous vernacular into silent converse. it appears the air is deficient of reciprocation, sociability exclusive to ardyn’s verbose nature. ‘ well , you aren’t a very chatty lot now , are you — ? ’ doubtful that the prince will be anymore responsive when disconnected from his … ‘ companions ’ … pulls at the corners of ardyn’s smile. a tug of expressive concern, eliciting a foreign desire for alleviation. if noctis is to follow in pursuit to the disc, he must feel relaxed. curious that he should offer to carpool in ardyn’s vehicle ——

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“ — well , i never considered it ( a lie ) … but perhaps it would be in our best interest , seeing as your chauffeur would prefer to hold the wheel . that is not to insinuate you drive poorly , only that i don’t share a recklessness with your —— generation . ” appendages disregard the other three’s reluctance of their travel arrangements, taking hold of door’s handle and unfastening its lock with modest click. particularity of cleverness opens it with guided motion, inviting in noctis’s eagerness of accompanying their ‘ tour guide ’. forgo the regalia, and you shall receive.

“ —— after y o u . ”

 

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Ardyn Izunia
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