Disclaimer: Don't own Final Fantasy XV
Umbra came up to Noctis while he was fishing, that familiar notebook tied around his neck.
The Lucian wilderness stretched out before him, beautiful beneath the burning rays of the sun. Yet if he just turned on a pivot, that same wilderness would be replaced with the cosmopolitan metropolis of Insomnia, along with all his princely and groomal responsibilities.
He hadn't been expecting to see Umbra today, with that familiar grin plastered on his face. He vanished his fishing rod and untied the notebook from around Umbra's neck. The message inside was simple:
Noctis Lucis Caelum, will you marry me?