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Warning: Noctis/Prompto.
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Summary: Through the marriage of Prince Noctis and Prompto, Lucis and Niflheim are finally brought together in peace. However, inside of the palace walls, two strangers struggle together with intimacy. Prompto - homesick and afraid - shuts himself off to cope with his new environment. Meanwhile, Noctis - pressured to produce an heir to the throne - tries his best to get Prompto to trust him. Will it work? Or, will their marriage crumple along with the peace?
Chapter One
Upon standing in front of the priest, Noctis had turned to look at his Niflheim bride. The blonde young man was stoic - void of any emotion. The bright blue orbs of his bride was staring off into nowhere in particular. It was as if the blonde wasn't mentally aware of his surroundings. It was as if his bride didn't want to be mentally or emotionally present at their wedding ceremony, either. He couldn't blame him, however. He didn't want to be here - in church - getting married with a perfect stranger just as much as his bride didn't want to be. He had to be, though. His beautiful bride had to be here, too. For the sake of their kingdoms - for the sake of the people - for the sake of peace - Lucis and Niflheim had to wed each other.
"Do you, Prince Noctis of Lucis, take Prompto Argentum of Niflheim to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked, while the blonde stiffened just a little, as the priest continued reading from his holy book. "to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?"
"I, Prince Noctis of Lucis, take you to be my lawfully wedded husband," Noctis said, while sliding the gold and diamond embedded ring onto his bride's finger, as the blonde started to visibly panic and turned to look at his father, the King of Niflheim, nearly in tears. "to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping myself solely to you for as long as we both shall live."
"Do you, Prince Prompto of Niflheim, take Noctis of Lucis as your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked again, while his bride's hands started shaking in his grip, as he tightened his hold to keep the blonde steady. "to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live?"
"I, Prince Prompto of Niflheim, take you to be my lawfully wedded husband," Prompto said, while looking at him with an uncertain stare, as cameras moved around them and tried to get closer. "to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping myself solely for you for as long as we both shall live."
"With the powers vested in me, I now pronounce you a lawfully wedded couple," the priest said, while closing his holy book, as the blonde young man squirmed and tried to slip his hands out of Noctis' grip, who didn't relent and held his bride's dainty, little hands tightly. "You may now kiss the bride."
XOXO
With just a glance, Noctis knew that the blonde didn't want to be kissed. Those teary sapphire eyes were staring at him in fear. They were watering and damn near in spilling teardrops. He had to, however. He had to for the people and cameras. He had to make this marriage - their marriage - look real enough for peace to ensure.
Upon lifting Prompto's veil, then, Noctis smiled and stared at his beautiful bride. That fact alone was very true. The Niflheim prince is just absolutely breathtaking. He should've felt blessed to have such a gorgeous bride, then. He didn't, though. He felt disgusted with himself and his kingdom for forcing this sham marriage onto the angel standing in front of him. He couldn't do anything about it, however. He wasn't the king yet.
Once he leaned in close, Noctis placed his hands against the blonde's waist. He was just trying to steady him. He couldn't, though. Prompto wouldn't stop shaking - trembling in fear. Noctis sighed, then. There wasn't anything he could do. The blonde was in a state of panic. It was so visible and he had to do something.
Eventually, Noctis just chose to do it. "I'm sorry," he whispered, while pressing his lips against Prompto's, as a single tear rolled down the blonde's right cheek. "Please don't cry."
After pulling away, Noctis hugged him. He needed to hide Prompto's panicked state from the cameras. This marriage was a symbol of peace between the great kingdoms of Lucis and Niflheim. The people needed to believe that they truly loved each other, then. "Celebrations are now in order!" the priest said, while the audience burst into an applause, as teardrops wet his shoulder. "Peace has finally arrived!"
XOXO
When the applause ended, Noctis laced his fingers into the gaps of Prompto's. He held his bride's hand and led him towards the banquet table. He still could feel the blonde shaking slightly. He tried to reassure and calm him with a gentle squeeze. It didn't seem to work, however. "Time to cut the wedding cake," King Regis announced, while cameras zoomed in, as Noctis and Prompto both held the knife and cut into their wedding cake. "How adorable!"
Without hesitation, another round of applause resonated around the hall. Upon placing down the knife, Noctis grabbed the ribbon decorated fork and pushed it into the cut piece of cake. Then, he smiled for the cameras and raised the fork to Prompto's mouth. "Look at our kids! Aren't they just adorable?" King Regis said, while nudging King Verstael with his elbow, as the Niflheim king frowned and glared at his in-laws. "Isn't this just a gorgeous day for a wedding?"
Once the blonde opened his mouth, Noctis fed him their wedding cake and the audience quickly clapped in response. He handed the fork to Prompto, then. His bride reached out with his trembling hand and took the fork. It was saddening that their kingdoms couldn't see what was really going on - that they weren't in love but being forced to still marry each other. "Yes, of course. It is a rather nice day for a wedding," King Verstael sneered, while Prompto raised the fork to Noctis' mouth with his shaking hand, as the Lucis prince opened his lips and accepted the piece of cake. "I could hardly disagree with that. However, my son is much more adorable than yours."
After cake was served, everyone prepared for Prompto to throw his bouquet of roses. That's why Noctis stood back and watched his unenthusiastic bride toss the bouquet into the throngs of excited men and women. A young girl caught it and the media crew quickly dashed towards her for an interview. "Your son is quite adorable. I'm glad Lucis managed to tie the knot with him," King Regis said, while King Verstael stabbed his fork into his cake, as the Lucis king giggled in response. "I heard Tenebrae wanted him, too. But, I beat them to it."
XOXO
When the time for departure arrived, Prompto weaved through the crowds of guests and tried to find his father. For throughout the entire wedding, he had been holding back his tears and trying to look neutral for the cameras. However, he couldn't no more and was on the verge of losing it. "Daddy, can we please talk?" Prompto asked, while his father nodded and led him to somewhere private, as the blonde young man silently sobbed. "I want to go home with you."
However, King Verstael smiled sadly and shook his head in disapproval. "Of course, I don't want you to live in Lucis. But, sweetheart, you're married to them now," his father said, while pulling him into an embrace, as the blonde cried into his father's chest. "It's okay, darling. You'll be happy again. If I didn't think Noctis was a gentleman, then I wouldn't have let you get married to him."
Even so, Prompto clutched tightly onto his father and didn't let go. He was scared. He hadn't lived anywhere else besides Niflheim, which is his home. His father didn't make any attempts to let go of him, either. They only had each other, after all. "But, I don't want to leave you! Daddy, I'm scared. I want to go home," he cried, while his father stroked his golden locks, as his heart hammered harshly in fear. "I love you, daddy! Please don't let me go."
XOXO
Meanwhile, Noctis stood outside in the gardens with his father. He was unnerved by everything tonight, but by his bride the most. He could tell that the blonde didn't like him, but especially didn't want to be married to him. He had practically cried and trembled throughout the entire wedding. "Do you really believe that this is right?" Noctis asked, while watching his father raise an eyebrow, as he sighed and looked away. "Come on, dad! We don't love each other."
However, King Regis only chuckled and waved his protest away with his hand. "Don't be silly, my son! It'll take time, but Prompto will come around," while taking another sip of wine, as Noctis frowned and glared down at the floor. "Stop with this nonsense, my darling boy. I've got you a gorgeous bride. You should be happy."
Even so, Noctis wasn't happy, not when his bride was scared and disgusted by him. "But, I'm not. He isn't, either," Noctis confessed, while his father dismissed his concerns again, as the limo arrived and pulled into the driveway of the hall. "Great ..."
XOXO
Upon searching for his bride, Noctis had found the blonde clinging onto his father. In an instant, he felt regret and guilt tugging at his heart. He didn't want to tear the blonde apart from his home and family. But, he had to, however. "Your Highness," he said, while bowing in front of King Verstael, as Prompto stiffened and clutched onto his father tighter. "I'm afraid it is time for us to go."
With a sad smile, King Verstael gently pushed Prompto off of him and handed him over to Noctis. "You better take good care of my son, young man," King Verstael said, while kissing Prompto on the forehead, as Noctis laced his fingers into the gaps of Prompto's. "And, I love you, Prompto."
"I will, Your Highness," Noctis promised, while bowing again and then pulling Prompto towards their awaiting limo, as guests and cameras gathered around them. "Goodbye."
"I love you, too!" Prompto said, while looking over his shoulder at his father, as King Verstael waved goodbye at him. "Bye, daddy!"
XOXO
Once inside of the limo, everything had become silent, but it didn't stay that way for long. Prompto had started sobbing and corned himself against the limo's door, with his back turned towards Noctis. The Lucis prince was at a loss of what to do, but tried to comfort the blonde, anyway. "Hey, don't cry. You'll like Lucis," Noctis said, while placing his hand onto the blonde's shoulder, as Prompto's breathing increased and became ragged. "You're panicking again. Come here."
However, the blonde didn't move an inch. "I'm not going to do anything," Noctis tried again, while pulling Prompto into an embrace, as he gently rubbed the blonde's back. "You can trust me."
After a while, Prompto relaxed but didn't move out of his arms. Noctis didn't mind, though. He couldn't let the blonde have another panic attack, after all. "We've arrived, Your Majesties," the driver said, while Noctis looked up from Prompto's shoulder at his palace, as the blonde stiffened and held onto to him tighter. "The Lucis palace."
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