They stood in silence after Gentiana disappeared.
Prompto is a clone, half clone of Versteal and Aera.
She is technically an oracle. An oracle of protection.
What do they do with this information? What can they do?
"That's was why Titus said that." Cor says in the silence. "He knew about Prompto, with his deal with Ardyn he could have leveraged her to get what he wants." the marshal says.
"Titus what?" Gladio asks.
"She was going to train under him. He knew Ardyn was looking for her and he found her." Clarus says. Noct frowns. This whole time the man know Prompto before she did, before they did. What would have happened if she didn't get pregnant? What would have Titus done to Prom?
"What's your plan now?" Luna wonders.
"We are trying to rebuilt for now." Regis answers. "Then there's the media to deal with with." Regis adds, Noct doesn't know what it is but he feels like his father has more grey hairs than before. Understandable with what happened. He must be stressed out.
"What about Iris? We should get her back." Gladio points out.
Noct slips out the room to go to Prom, go to her room. This hurts Noct, frowning as he makes his way to the blonde, he can't imagine what Prom is going to react to this. To the truth. For so long she was an orphan, immigrated to Lucis to be adopted, who wasn't around for her. She was clueless about where she came from. She was always alone, not knowing where she came from to learning she is half a clone of a crazy scientist and half the first oracle. Not only that but she was created to be the future lover of an old man. If she knew, which she will, she's going to freak out. Of course they will be there for her but it might take her a long while to calm down. She has a lot to freak out about.
When he gets closer to her room he hears someone crying. He slows down. Turning to follow the crying, curious to who it is, there shouldn't be anyone here. He follows the noise to a balcony, the person is sitting down to the side. Noctis moves the cloth blinds to see the blonde on the floor squatting and crying.
"P-Prom?" Noctis stutters softly, almost as if she were an animal that would run away scared. She turns her head to him, tears streaming down her face, eyes puffy and red. Eyebrows furrowed up. The tip of her nose red. The prince squats next to her. He gives her a smile. "I'm glad you're awake. We all were worried you wouldn't wake up." he says pulling her into a tight hug. She has no idea how happy he is to see her awake. She holds onto Noct, pulling him close, crying hard.
"Y-y-you... f-f-found m-m-me?" she hiccups.
"Yeah we did. We wouldn't have stopped either." Noct says rubbing circles on the blondes back.
"B-b-but I-I-I'm... a c-c-clone... I-I'm n-not r-real." she cries. Noct knew she was going to bring that up and he knew it was going to be a problem for her.
"You are real." Noct says firmly. He moves Prom to look at her. "You lived. We went to school together. We had fun in high school. Prom we have Astrum. That's real. My feelings for you are real." he says staring right into her magenta eyes. She sniffles as she calms down a little staring at him.
"B-but... Versteal... Aera?" her eyes brows furrowing again.
"I know." he says moving some strands out of her face, giving her a sympathetic look. "We all know." he tells her which makes her cry.
"A-and y-you... a-are yo-you okay... w-with it?" she asks hands trembling as her finger curl into the fabric of the princes shirt.
"You didn't ask to be created." Noctis takes her hand, moving the sleeve out of the way to show the barcode. "No one asks to be born." He shows her the barcode. "This doesn't define who you are. I'm happy you were created even if it was for Ardyn's sick personal goal. You've made me happy. I love you and I'm thankful for that." Noct says. Prompto's eyes widen at that. Tears stopping in shock.
"S-still?" she asks with hiccup. Noct rests his forehead against the blonde.
"I love you." Noct says with so much love Prompto almost stopped breathing. "Weather you were born or created. I don't care where you were created I care about who you are now. Prompto. The woman who brightened my bleek world. Gave me a hint of normalcy in high school. Who gave me something to look forward to. Who showed me it's not so bad being a prince. Without you I may not have made it as long. I may not be who I am today if it weren't for you-" Noct stops when Prom moves forward giving the prince a kiss. Noctis makes a noise in the back of his throat, half embarrassed and half surprise. Before he could kiss back she pulls away.
"I love you too!" Prom shouts. This time it's Nocts turn to have his breath stop. "I never felt worthy of your love. But I love you. Is that okay?" she asks.
"Of course you can. I love you." Noct says pulling her into a hug.
"Thank you Noct." Prom says resting her head on the princes shoulder. Holding him close. Feeling comfortable about being in the warm arms of her love. She really thought she would never see him again. Then there's Astrum. Her baby. She wants to see him and carry him. She wants things to be back to normal. Back to her family.
"Prom?" Noct calls her, feeling her body go limp. "Prom?" he calls her again. Not getting an answer he moves the blonde carefully to see her face, and finds her eyes closed. She has fallen asleep. Past out. All that crying must have drained her.
He's glad she's awake now.
With the utmost care he picks her up and walks her to her room. He lays her back in bed. Tucking her into the covers. He kisses her forehead. He brings a chair to sit next to her bed. He'll be here when she wakes up.
Everyone will be happy to see her awake. He knows Luna is blaming herself for not being strong enough to help her, no one is blaming her though, especially not Prom. He can see how she would react to knowing already.
His eyelids felt heavy. He kept them open as long as he can, watching as Prom sleep, she seems happier than before. They don't know what's going to happen tomorrow but he doesn't care about that, not yet.