Arrange Marriage
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Final Fantasy XV or any of it's characters except my OC! They belong to their respective owners.
Chapter 1
I Made A Promise
Noctis Lucis Caelum, cursed this very day of his life that he fell into one of father's traps once again. Well, as long as the traps were set up just to bring him
home, he was fine. But when the traps were set up to thrust some decisions upon him that were his to make, revolving around his own life, it became hard to
resist. It became irresistible to hold back him back when his father demanded something Noctis wasn't even ready for. He was sick, more likely, breathing his
last breath when he grabbed Noctis's hand.
"Dad…" Noctis spoke, holding onto his hand firmly. He couldn't bring himself to look at his father. He would not be able to hold back his tears.
"Just look at you, you're a grown man. I wish I could have been there to see you grow up."
Noctis smiled, nodding while still looking away. This was getting harder by minute.
"I had never been there for you, have I?"
"Dad…"
Noctis gathered enough courage and looked him.
"You've always been where you should have been. In here."
He rested his hand at his chest, feeling the beats of his heart. It was skipping beats every time Regis looked him in the eyes.
"I don't know how long do I have."
"You have long, long way to go." Noctis smiled, pulling his hand closer and kissed it, resting his cheek on it.
"I can't leave you like this, all alone." Regis whispered, holding onto his hand firmly.
"Dad, you're gonna be fine."
"I want to do something for you. Something that I should have done a long time ago…"
He started coughing, his hand shaking in Noctis's.
"Dad, just try and rest." Noctis suggested.
Regis shook his head, trying to sit up, holding onto Noctis for support.
"Noctis, listen to me very carefully."
He began, his breath hasty, his hands trembling and his words forcing themselves out of his mouth.
" I want to give you something. Would you accept it?"
"Dad, I am telling you. If it's a promise to start eating vegetables then no, I can't."
Regis laughed, shaking his head faintly only to start coughing again
"Shhh."
Noctis caressed his hand in his own. He looked up to see Regis gesturing. He would hear him whisper something.
Noctis turned to look behind and found a girl, walking closer to them. He looked back at his father who only smiled at her.
"Sit."
Regis demanded and the girl sat beside him, by the other side.
Noctis watched quietly, utterly confused, more worried about his father then whatever on Earth was happening at the moment as his father grabbed the girl's
hand and brought it closer to Noctis's in his own. Regis placed her hand on top of Noctis's and held their joined hands in his both before looking up at his son.
"I know you're not ready for this, but I have seen the world more than enough. "
Noctis was getting this weird feeling. Like something tugging at his heart. He could stare for the answers in his father's eyes.
"No one stands beside you, everyone stands behind you so when the time comes, it's always you in front to endure the pain and face whatever lies ahead."
Regis continued.
"I am doing this because I want someone to stand beside you, not behind you so you could walk together, share the pain and face everything equally."
Regis looked at the girl who just stared at the King blankly. She didn't even blink.
Suddenly, this intense silence was starting to fill the room, blocking the way of the air. Noctis felt his heart sink in his chest.
"Noct…"
Noctis looked at his father who sounded and looked serious.
"I want you to marry her."
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"Wait, Dad. What are you saying?" the young prince protested, in a low tone.
"I have thought for a very long time and very carefully have I made this decision. I can't allow you to draw back."
"But Dad I ca-"
"Promise me."
Noctis looked away, biting his lip. What else is there left to say? He can't possibly oppose his father, especially in state like this.
"Noctis, promise me."
Noctis shook his head, looking at his hand in the girl's.
What's there to say?
"I…"
Regis stared at him blankly.
"I ….I promise."
Noctis paced around the hall, anxiously waiting for the door of his father's room to open. Prompto was there, leaned against the wall beside the door, eyeing
the young man. Noctis found the only thing disturbing was the girl. She stood there silently, along with her mother as what Noctis knew about her, waiting for
the door to open too.
"I promise"
Noctis shook his head, sighing. He tugged onto his hair, disappointment piercing through his heart. He felt his heart weighing a ton already.
Finally, the door opened and the doctor came out. He walked to the Prince and stared at him for a brief second with this intense expression.
"What? What happened? Is he alright?"
Noctis asked, trying to look past the doctor's shoulder. Much to his content, a wide smile spread across the doctor's face.
"Nothing to worry about, Sir. His Majesty is getting better. I never expected something like that would happen. He's recovering and I assure you, he'll be
walking again by the next week.
Noctis felt his heart lightened and he smiled, turning away from the doctor and everyone else, he held his face in his hand. He felt like crying.
"Can I see him?"
the doctor nodded before leaving.
"Noctis…"
Regis spoke, a genuine smile draped over his lips as he saw his son strolling into the room.
He sat beside him and grabbed his hand in his own before looking up at him, with a faint smile.
"Dad?"
Regis smiled, nodding.
"Don't leave me."
Noctis whispered, holding onto his hand firmly and looked away biting his lip.
"Noct."
Regis raised his hand from his own and cupped the side of his face.
"My Noct."
He smiled. Noctis did too.
"Dad, Can I…"
"Should I ask? Is this a right time?"
"Dad, I want to…"
He bit his lip, trying harder.
"What is it, Noct?"
Regis asked, starting to get tensed. Noctis couldn't bring himself to let a word out of his mouth.
"Leave us."
Regis raised his hand up and gestured. In the few moments, the room was empty.
"What is it, Noct?"
He leaned in closer and watched Noctis closely. Noctis shook his head, looking down.
"Noct, tell me."
Noctis bit his lip and looked up.
"Is it about the promise?"
Regis asked. Noctis felt his eyes starting to get puffy. Regis could clearly see tears starting from within them.
"Is it, Noct?"
His voice was firm and so was the expression. Noctis started at him in the eyes blankly before nodding.
"It is."
Prompto kept throwing a rubber ball on the wall in front, only to find it bounce back to him, in his hand.
He stretched out, yawning and looked over, the door was still closed. He looked down at the watch. An hour had passed by and still no sound from within.
"Are these doors like soundproof?"
Prompto mumbled to himself before the door opened, the light spreading onto the floor and a shadow approaching from within, getting bigger and bigger and
Noctis appeared. He closed the door and quietly began to walk away. Prompto looked at the door then back at him and ran behind him.
"Hey!"
He reached the prince and placed a hand on his shoulder, holding his stomach as he panted.
"What-what happened to the promise? Marriage cancelled?"
Noctis didn't move. Prompto stood up still and came in front. Noctis's expression dropped, sulking.
"What happened? Didn't you say you were gonna get this cancelled? Did you get it? Cancelled?"
Noctis shook his head.
"Confirmed."
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"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!"
Author's note:
thanks to everyone who took time and read this. It's my first time to attempt these characters. Hope you enjoy it~ ^^
R&R
Have a nice day~