Rebels - A FFXV Fanfic

by IntrigueBlacke

Mors Atra, meaning dark death. An organisation of assassins and fighters want the government taken down, and that includes the prince- Noctis. The leader's motives are unknown, but she has a spy in the government. They trust the spy with their lives, but she isn't doing it for them. How will this play out? Will the bombings and killings stop?

25. Chapter 25

25

Pushing the sleeve of his shirt back down, he stood up. That mark. It must have happened when he met...THAT person. His hands clenched into fists. That meeting, that note and now this mark. This person was toying with him and it was pissing him off. He'd never felt so helpless! Looking for something to get his mind off his anger, he could have sworn he saw something atop the building.

Having left the prince to his own devices and turned her office into her own little private sanctuary again, the young girl burst out laughing. His reactions were positively hysterical! Weren't young men his age meant to be used to things like that? She gripped her head and stomach, calming her unlady-like snorts and guffaws.
"Ah, it's refreshing to tease somebody..." She laid back on the maroon chaise lounge that was situated against the wall of her office. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. She'd have to find someway to congratulate her big sister on a job well done. Smiling up at the ceiling, she chuckled.
"After all, who else can mind fuck an entire government... no, an entire hierarchy so very thoroughly?"