Y/N lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. Her eyes were raw and burned from crying most of the night. When she finally fell asleep, she didn't sleep long. Nightmares plagued her mind. Every time she woke up, she had trouble getting back to sleep. She tried looking up more news articles in between sleeping, but as LeAnn mentioned, all the articles basically kept saying the same. All of it was speculation. And she still didn't know what even triggered it. Who told someone she wasn't at the palace anymore? Surely if anyone saw her leave on the boat, they saw her mother there with her as she left. That's hardly abandoning the throne. Were they reaching out to Lucis for word on her? How long until the story reached Insomnia? Unless it already had and King Regis had a better handle on the media here than her mother did back home.

Unfortunately, as much as she wanted to lay in bed all day and wallow or look up more information, she had other things to do today. It was Luna and Noct's engagement party. And her attendance was required. She had gotten a telegram at her door earlier this morning from the King. It would be her and Ignis' official coming out. News of their courtship and union would spread tonight. She was asked to stay by his side and show respectful amounts of affection for the media that would be present.

It was another thing that had her mind spinning about her new situation. Would Altissia get word of Ignis being this "secret boyfriend" of hers? Would they start attacking him too? Dig up information on him? And would it help any if they found out he was Altissian? Or would him and his family been seen as people who left their country to seek citizenship elsewhere? Maybe King Regis had heard the news after all and was doing some kind of damage control. She also wondered what this meant for when she went out in public now. She always had high anxiety being out amongst people. Ignis always assured her that no one knew who she was, but after today, everyone would.

Also, what type of affection was the King looking for? Holding hands? Kissing? Dancing together? She wasn't comfortable with much of any of it. She couldn't say in her heart that she hated Ignis…but she was far from loving the man. She never dated before, what was she supposed to do? Would he be amused by her lack of experience? The last thing she wanted was to be embarrassed. She would hold his arm and follow him around. That was it. Maybe a dance to make it look good. If anyone asked, they were a private couple who didn't have some kink for public displays of affection. She would leave it at that.

She figured she should start getting ready soon. It was much later in the morning than she usually got up. She would get up and shower then maybe order a light lunch that her knotted stomach could handle and then start getting ready. The party wasn't until evening, but it was something she had to look immaculate for. If her face was about to be plastered all over the city, she wanted it to at least look good. And right now, she needed ice for her puffy eyes.

Ignis nervously picked at the chef's salad in front of him. He seemed to be deep in thought and was quieter than usual. Gladio kept glancing up at him from the table they sat at. Noct was supposed to join them at the little restaurant they were at, but his father wanted to go over formalities for tonight and requested he dine with him in the Great Hall. Ignis wished he had gotten the memo as well. He would have joined him to make sure he could keep Noctis in line tonight. If he knew what the King requested of his son, he could make sure it happened. Noct had a knack for not paying much attention when spoken to and doing whatever he wanted. He was showing slight improvement since taking on more duties, but sometimes the new expectations everyone had for him weighed heavily on his shoulders causing him to revert back to his teenage ways.

Lunch was a bit awkward with just the two of them. It never used to be this way. Ignis and Gladio always did stuff together. Even just both of them and no one else. Neither one of them had said a word since they ordered. Ignis was busy on his phone until his meal arrived. Gladio was slowly getting annoyed and ready to end this.

"You alright?" he asked his friend across from him.

Ignis snapped his head up and looked at Gladio. He cleared his throat and went back to moving pieces of lettuce around his bowl.

"Of course," he answered.

"You've barely touched your lunch. For someone who harps all of us for not eating properly, it makes me wonder what's up."

"Nothing to concern yourself with."

"That's it? Not even gonna share what has you so preoccupied?"

"I doubt you want to hear it or care."

Gladio couldn't help but feel a bit of a stab in his heart at Ignis dismissing him. He had to admit, he missed his friend. This not talking shit was getting to him.

"Look, can we squash this whole…thing between us?" Ignis glanced up at him. "I never dreamed a girl would come between us and I honestly don't like it."

"I'm not letting-"

"No, I know you aren't. I am," Gladio interrupted. "And I'm sorry. I guess when I always pictured you with someone it was some quiet mousey girl with glasses and an armful of books who was just as nerdy as you. Not…her. But if you like her, then there's not much I can do. I just hate being blamed for her throwing a hissy fit during training. And all the times she gives you shit for no reason."

"She doesn't give me crap for no reason. And that wasn't a hissy fit, she was genuinely hurt and caught off guard. You know how spoiled Noctis is. I imagine her upbringing was no different. But I don't hold it against her like you do. I can see past her actions and see the reason behind them. She's quite rattled over this whole situation. She isn't taking it well."

"Yeah. She ain't my girlfriend so I guess I just haven't cared to look too deeply into her. I just don't like excuses and she seems full of them."

"They aren't excuses, Gladio," Ignis sighed.

"Either way, her being pissed at me is no reason for me and you not to talk. I'm sorry I body slammed your girlfriend, even if it kinda felt good to do so," Gladio smirked at his friend.

Ignis stared at him a moment. He was a bit appalled at the last part of his statement, but knew Gladio meant it as a harmless joke. Kind of. Ignis hated that the two of them had been out of sorts with each other and was willing to forgive his friend, provided he stop treating her so badly.

"Can you find it in you to stop harassing her?" Ignis asked.

"Aw, but it's fun!" Gladio joked. "How bout this…she treats you good, then I'll treat her good."

"She doesn't treat me badly, Gladio. I already explained why she acts the way she does. I do not take offense to her emotions. While I may have fallen for her at first glance, I can't expect that she would do the same. All in good time."

"Man, you do have it bad," Gladio chuckled.

"I just hope she starts talking to me again. We seemed to be making such good progress. Maybe I was seeing more than was there..."

"Why the hell ain't she talking to you? I get why she hates me. Is that why she seemed so quiet yesterday?"

"I think she's upset with me about her training. I assured her everything would be fine and she had nothing to worry about. And you know how that story ends," Ignis said, arching his eyebrow at his friend.

"My bad," Gladio chuckled. "Look…do you want me to apologize to her or something? I mean, I'm not sorry for being blunt and straight with her. But I really did hold back. If I hurt her, it's only because she doesn't know how to fall right. I wasn't actually going to injure her."

"I don't think you speaking to her will do much but agitate her. But I appreciate the offer."

"Prompto loves her. Poor soul seems just as smitten as you are. She seemed to talk to him more than any one of us."

"I noticed. It was interesting," Ignis commented, glancing away a moment.

"Does it bother you?" Gladio asked, wondering if his friend was jealous at all that he's been putting in so much work to please her and Prompto just comes along and holds full conversations with her. Well, he seemed to be doing most of the talking. But she wasn't dismissive with him.

"No, it doesn't. If she found someone she can comfortably talk to, I'm glad for it."

"Soo…you gonna share with me now what has you so solem?" Gladio asked, arching an eyebrow.

Ignis sighed quietly and took a sip of his drink before speaking.

"I'm just thinking about the party tonight. King Regis is considering it mine and Y/N's official declaration of our courtship. Our engagement will be announced in the coming days. I just…don't know how she will take it."

"You think she's gonna be defiant about it? I mean, can she at least put on a show?"

"It's more the fact she isn't speaking much to me. I don't want to go from being distant to forcing her to show interest in me."

"Well, don't make such a show of it. I don't see you as the PDA type anyways. Offer her your arm, get her drinks, ask her to dance and just smile. I'm gonna be honest with you…you lay it on a little thick sometimes."

"Whatever do you mean?" Ignis asked, suddenly interested in what Gladio had to say. He had secretly been yearning for advice of some kind from someone.

"You're like…a puppy," Gladio said, watching Ignis cock his head and squint his eyes. "I'm sorry man! I mean, I get it! You aren't used to this stuff. But…sometimes I think you try too hard. And I watch her almost purposely stick her nose up at you because she sees you trying. That's why I get so pissed off."

"So…you're saying I shouldn't try? Show no interest in her and it will draw her to me? I don't think that will work here. Playing hard to get isn't the answer."

"I don't mean don't show any interest. Just…back it down a few notches. And who knows, maybe she secretly wants the affection and cat and mouse is her thing."

"I'll try and keep that in mind. However, I'm not playing games with her."

"Understandable. You don't seem the type. Butttt...you know tonight could be your chance to let her in on how you feel. You almost have to show interest in each other tonight. King's orders. Take advantage of it. If she isn't acting like a brat like she usually does, go for the arm around the waist or something."

"Gladio, you just told me to do the bare minimum! Now, I should make out with her?" he asked, a bit exasperated.

"I didn't say that," Gladio laughed. "Okay okay. I'm going to just confuse you. I'll let you decide for yourself what you do. But keep what I said in mind. If you feel like you're trying…you're trying too hard."

Ignis finally took a bite of his salad. Gladio's advice was a bit confusing…but he thought the first part of it made sense. He would keep his distance a bit, but still show interest. He just hoped Y/N would be in a better mood tonight and able to enjoy herself. And possibly enjoy him a bit.

Y/N checked her make-up in the mirror one last time. It was a bit heavier than she usually wore it, but still soft and subtle. She wasn't one for heavy eyeliner or harsh contouring. Her curls were tamed and hung long down her back. She opted to not put her hair up this evening. She also went with one of her favorite gowns for this evening. It was an emerald green that complimented her hair and skin tone beautifully. The skirt was satin and full, even without a petticoat. She opted to forgo the hoops under her dress tonight and let the fabric flow over her legs. The bodice was adorned with deep green gems that matched the dress. It was sleeveless, but covered her chest and collarbone, rising high on her neck. She didn't normally have her arms on display, but with her long hair down, it helped her to feel covered. The neckline was high enough that she opted to not wear a necklace. She went with large diamond earing studs and silver bracelet lined with diamonds as well. She was fastening her second shoe to her foot when she heard a light knock at her door. It was show time she supposed. She opted to not bring a clutch with her. She wasn't leaving the Citadel technically and had no reason to bring anything with her. She even left her phone on her nightstand. She made her way to the door and took a deep breath before opening it.

On the other side stood Ignis. His hair was perfectly gelled into place, but still soft looking. She really needed to figure out how he did that. He was wearing black dress slacks with a black leather belt. Even the metal buckle was painted dark. His dress shirt was black, as well as the vest he wore buttoned over top of it. His tie was a deep black silk. The only pop of color was a silver tie clip with a skull on it and a deep purple pocket square in the breast pocket of his vest. He wasn't wearing a jacket, which she almost found odd.

"You…you look stunning," Ignis whispered out.

"Thank you," Y/N replied quietly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear almost shyly. She still wasn't used to direct compliments like that. And she was never sure how to answer them back.

"Apologies. Hello, Princess. I'm honored you are joining me tonight and hope you are well." Ignis slightly bowed his head.

Y/N felt herself twitch a bit. She was anything but well. She still felt sick over the news and wasn't able to eat lunch like she had hoped. She had lost weight since arriving in Insomnia. It seemed like every few days something new upset her. If she was completely honest, she wanted nothing more than to spill to Ignis what was going on. He seemed like he would have an answer for everything. Hell, it was his job to have answers. To figure problems out. To find solutions and deal with situations like this. But she didn't want to ruin the night. Even if she wasn't sure she really wanted to go to this thing anymore. She wasn't used to media attention. She avoided it often at home.

"Hmm," she simply hummed in response. It wasn't a yes, but was ambiguous enough to not sound negative.

"Shall we? Do you need anything?" Ignis asked.

"No, I'm ready. Do you mind holding my key in your pocket? I don't want to bring a pocketbook just for that," Y/N asked, holding her key out in her hand.

"Certainly," Ignis took the key from her hand and placed it in his pocket.

Y/N walked out of the door, making sure it was locked behind her and walked beside him toward the elevator. While they descended to the ground floors, she wasn't sure what to do with her hands and started cracking her knuckles. A nasty habit she picked up from LeAnn. Ignis glanced over at her, a subtle look of concern on his face.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"Maybe a little," she answered honestly. "Everyone is going to know who I am now."

"I know. I apologize, I know how much that makes you anxious. I can't promise you won't get unwanted attention, but I can assure your safety. I won't let anyone harm you. And you saw Noctis in public yesterday. The attention is there, but not overbearing thus far."

"Still…" she responded quietly.

"We can stay in the Citadel a few days if you aren't comfortable going out. We can plan for the wedding here and have the caterers and such come to us. Whatever you are comfortable with."

Y/N stood a few moments in silence. She planned on just going about her night as usual. Staying near Ignis but otherwise keeping her distance. But she couldn't help her curiosity at what he had planned.

"I'm sorry but I have to ask…" she started.

"Yes?..." Ignis inquired.

"What are you expecting tonight?"

"Expecting of what exactly?" Ignis asked, a bit confused what she was referring to.

"Of us. This whole…announcing we're…together or whatever. Are you wanting pictures of us kissing or something?" She couldn't help the slightly harsh tone to her voice. She was hoping it was a warning to him that that was the opposite of what she wanted.

"Heavens no," Ignis quickly answered. "Again, only what you are comfortable with. There's a certain level of…interest the King is hoping to be shown. But nothing obscene or heavy. Simply being on my arm will be enough to peak their interest, I'm certain. I've…never attended an even with a date. Or a female. I'm always at Noct's side keeping him in line. I'm sure people will take notice without much effort."

Ignis turned to her and smiled lightly. It seemed a bit forced though and Y/N almost felt bad. Y/N attended many gala events with males. She didn't have much interest in most of them. Her mother typically picked the guy she attended with. But she still went with someone.

The elevator finally dinged. The two stepped out into the short hallway that led to the large ballroom. Music could be heard coming from the open doors. So many people were already there. Y/N felt her hands getting a bit shaky. At least she knew there was heavy security all around the room and in just about every hallway. Ignis held out his arm and smiled at her.

"Ready?" he asked.

Y/N took a breath and lightly placed her hand around his upper arm. At least he wasn't going in for the hand hold. The two of them walked together to the wide open doors. Two guards on each side nodded their heads at the couple. A male dressed in a tux standing just inside the room bowed to the two of them as they entered.

"Welcome, Mr. Sciencia," he spoke as he straightened back up. "Your table is number one at the front with the Prince."

"Thank you," Ignis answered him. Instead of walking straight to their table, they made their way over to the large bar. As they got closer, Y/N recognized Gladio standing there with Prompto. They both looked so different dappered up in suits.

"Would you like something to drink?" Ignis asked quietly as they got closer. "Don't feel pressured to drink alcohol if you don't wish to. They have water and sodas."

"Whoa!" Y/N heard someone suddenly and quite loudly exclaim before she could answer Ignis. "You look like a princess! I mean, duh, you are one! But like…you look…wow!" Prompto gushed.

Gladio chuckled and rolled his eyes at the younger man's obvious crush. He grabbed a flute of champagne off the bar and handed it to Y/N. She looked at it a moment and then up to him, not expecting him to pay her any attention once again.

"Drink up Princess. You're gonna need it tonight," he said, taking a gulp of his own drink. She hesitantly took the flute from him and took a sip. "Wish they'd let me have something stronger but…gotta keep an eye on our little Prince."

"As is your duty, Gladiolus," Ignis lightly scolded. "You don't have to drink that if you don't wish," he said, turning to her.

"What, you don't drink?" Gladio asked her.

She was still a bit puzzled why he was acting so casual with her. What happened to the insults? To the attitude? Weren't they just ignoring each other yesterday?

"Not usually, but I'll indulge at events," she answered.

"Oh Six…it's the King!" Prompto loudly whispered and went pale. He attempted to straighten himself up and looked like a soldier at attention.

"Good evening!" King Regis greeted the small group. "Ignis, Y/N, it's nice to see you both. Y/N, it's been a little while. I hope everything has been going well."

"Yes, thank you," she lied, smiling. She didn't want to dwell on her shit show life tonight.

"Wonderful. I hope you both enjoy yourself tonight. It won't be long before you both have your own engagement party. You two look lovely." He nodded his head and made to walk to another group of people.

Clarus was right behind him. Before he walked away as well, he grabbed the flute from Gladio's hand and set it back on the bar.

"Mind yourself tonight, son!" he harshly scolded, and then walked off to join Regis.

"Yeah, yeah…" Gladio rolled his eyes and picked the glass back up when his father walked away. "There's our royal pain in the ass now. I should go sit at the table with him and Luna. If dad catches me away from him for a damn moment tonight, my ass is toast."

Gladio walked off toward the front of the ballroom where Noctis and Lunafreya were seated. The King would be seated up on the small stage in front of them next to Clarus, Cor, and Drautos.

"Would you like to be seated as well?" Ignis asked. "Dinner will be served shortly."

"Yeah, that's fine," Y/N answered, taking another sip of her drink.

"Prompto, will you be joining us as well?" Ignis asked the smaller man.

"Oh, yeah! Noct got them to seat me at their table. Pulled a few strings, but he said Cor cleared it!" the hyper blonde answered.

"Very well. Shall we?" Ignis started walking over to the table. Y/N only then realized she hadn't let go of Ignis' arm yet.

He guided her over to the table in the front of the room. The centerpieces were beautiful white and baby blue flowers. The vase on their table was vastly larger than all the others, making it obvious their table contained the two guests of honor. Luna and Noct glanced up as they approached the table and both of their eyes widened a bit.

"Oh, you look amazing Y/N!" Luna gushed. "You both look very nice together!"

"Thank you, Lady Luna," Ignis replied, bowing his head slightly.

He gently removed Y/N's hand from his arm and pulled out a chair for her. Setting her drink down on the table and tucking her large skirt, Y/N sat in the chair and waited for Ignis to join her.

"Aren't they crazy adorable together?" Prompto bounced into his seat beside Y/N.

At least she had someone between her and Gladio. She still wasn't sure how to take the way he was acting tonight. It was probably some game and he was going to pull the rug out from under her later on. Y/N glanced over at Noctis, sensing his eyes on her. He kept looking between her and Ignis.

"Yeah…they do," he quietly said before glancing back down at the phone hidden in his lap.

"Noctis, please put that away for the evening," Ignis scolded.

"Nothing is even going on right now!" the Prince whined, not even looking up from the game he had just started.

Ignis rolled his eyes and took a sip of his champagne. Y/N took another few sips of hers, not sure what else to do right now. Conversation didn't flow well for her between Ignis' friends. She noticed the drink was quite strong. A very expensive brand of champagne, no doubt. She knew it wouldn't be long before a familiar warm tingle would begin to form in her belly and head. Maybe that's what she needed tonight. To just forget for a night. Forget where she was. Forget where she longer was from. Forget her mother. Forget her country tarnishing her good name. Forget any of the last month had even happened.

Y/N picked up her glass and emptied it, promptly raising her hand to signal to the waiters walking around that she would like another. Ignis gave her a slightly surprised look, but didn't say anything. He didn't want to sound like he was being overbearing or nagging at her. She was nervous and it probably was helping to calm her a bit. A young waiter in a tux took notice of her raised empty glass and came to tend to her.

"More champagne miss? Or would you prefer wine?" he asked her.

"Do you have a sweet white?" Y/N asked, preferring something a bit stronger than champagne.

"Of course! Let me go get that for you. May I help anyone else at this table?"

Everyone nodded their heads no and continued conversation. When the waiter returned with her drink, Y/N quickly downed a good third of it before setting it on the table in front of her. Ignis raised an eyebrow but still chose not to comment. He caught Gladio looking at him across the table and glanced his way. His friend was smirking at him and mouthed "Good luck!". Ignis hoped Gladio wasn't right and that he wouldn't be carrying his fiancé home drunk out of her mind. He would wait to say something, though.

It wasn't too much longer before the food was served. The night was going faster than Y/N thought it would. When Y/N's food was delivered, she emptied her wine glass and requested another. With her nerves not as on edge thanks to the alcohol running through her system, she was starving. She had barely been eating lately with everything going on. The smell alone was making her mouth water. A rare steak fillet with asparagus, parsley mashed potatoes, and apple puree with cinnamon. Y/N picked up her knife and fork and immediately dug into her plate, quietly sighing to herself over how amazing it tasted. Even though she didn't typically eat red meat much, she couldn't deny that how great her steak tasted.

"How is your dinner?" Ignis asked her.

"It's amazing! I haven't…been very hungry lately," she mentioned, looking down at her lap. "It's good."

Ignis couldn't help the small smile on his face at seeing Y/N eating. He had noticed her drop in weight and was starting to get concerned. He feared she wouldn't eat much tonight either, knowing that she wasn't a fan of steak and not yet familiar with the vegetables she favored. When Noctis was picking the menu, he tried suggesting a pasta option, but Noct insisted on steak. He actually insisted on pizza or burgers, but Ignis flat out refused to request that be served at such a prestigious event.

"I'm very glad!" he smiled. "I observed the ingredients and watched the kitchen staff cook the meat. If ever you would like it in the future, I recorded the recipe and can easily replicate it."

"Oh…okay," Y/N responded. He watched them cook it and wrote it down? Why not just ask for the recipe? She shrugged it off, not bothering to dwell on it. It had actually slipped her mind that he liked to cook.

"You gotta make this again for us some night!" Prompto exclaimed. "Right Noct?"

"As long as he doesn't include the asparagus. And these potatoes need butter! And sour cream. Or gravy," Noct complained.

"They were already made with both butter and sour cream, Noctis," Ignis replied.

"Well they need more. And this apple puree is just fancy applesauce."

"Applesauce is just that. Apples pureed. So yes, you are correct," Ignis sighed.

Y/N couldn't help a small chuckle that left her mouth at Ignis' sarcasm. Everyone glanced over at her, surprised at the noise. No one had even seen her smile, let alone heard her laugh. Even Ignis himself glanced her way. It must have been the wine, she figured, quickly composing herself.

The rest of dinner continued on with light conversation amongst the boys and Luna. Every so often, her and Prompto would address Y/N to try and include her, but she kept her answers quiet and short as usual. It wasn't until after dinner when their plates were cleared and light conversation continued around the room that her fourth glass of wine she was currently on was going to her head and making her open up a bit more. She would laugh periodically at stories Prompto and even Gladio told and followed the conversation going on rather than just stare down at her lap.

"Noctis, you and Luna should probably make your way around the room a bit. Everyone came to see the both of you tonight and you need to show face a bit," Ignis instructed the Prince.

"Urgh, I hate this kind of stuff!" Noct whined.

"Oh come on, just a little while," Luna encouraged, standing from her seat. She grabbed Noct's hand and led him away.

"And that's my cue to get up as well. Time to follow the Prince like a lost puppy and play bodyguard," Gladio sighed, getting up and following shortly after them.

Ignis glanced over at Y/N, hoping she was still in a good mood.

"Y/N, perhaps we should make our way around the room as well? Appearances are important tonight, lest we forget."

"Umm…yeah. Sure." Y/N stood from the table and ran her hands down her hair a few times in nervousness.

"Apologies for leaving you alone Prompto. But Y/N and I are required to make an appearance as a proper couple this evening and I have a few people I want to introduce her to."

"Ahhh, no problem Igyy!" Prompto waved them off. I'm gonna go check out the dessert table!"

"Very well. Shall we?" Ignis asked Y/N, offering his elbow to her again to take.

She emptied her wine glass and then pulled her hair to right side and grabbed Ignis' arm with her left hand. As the two of them started walking away from the table, Ignis leaned down a bit to quietly talk to her.

"There's someone in particular I would really like you to meet tonight."

"Okay…" she responded, not sure of who he could be talking about. She was starting to feel a little nervous again, but the alcohol sloshing around in her brain wiped it away pretty quickly.

"But first, perhaps we should start a little gossip around the Citadel?" he asked, but didn't wait for an answer before he walked up to two men in Glaive uniforms talking to each other. "Good evening gentlemen."

"Hey, Ignis," one of the men greeted him. "Is something wrong?" The men were on duty tonight and were suddenly looking around the room for the Prince, fearing his advisor came to inform them of a situation at hand.

"No, the evening is going quite well. I wouldn't let Cor spot the two of you mingling by the cheese table, however," he eyed them. "Drautos lets you guys get away with a lot more than Cor does and we both know he won't hesitate to scold you both, even if you aren't his men."

"Ain't that the truth!" the other guy said, rolling his eyes.

"Before you head off, I'd like you both to meet Princess Y/N of Altissia….my fiancé." Ignis smiled over at the girl on his arm.

"Fiancé?" they both asked in unison.

"So it's true…you are actually here. We got some kind of weird security detail on some higher up from another country who're been here the last month, but was told it was predominantly Crownsguard detail since she isn't of the Caelem House and not our responsibility. No idea it was you. This the secret boyfriend then?" the shorter man asked, pointing to Ignis.

Y/N couldn't help the slight widening of her eyes. They knew. They had to have seen the articles about her. Ignis glanced at her, tilting his head a bit confused.

"I wouldn't say secret. We've been out around-" he started before Y/N interrupted.

"Don't believe everything you hear, eh?" she giggled, eyeing both men.

"Hmmm…I suppose. It was quite a dramatic story," the taller Glaive answered.

"What stor-" Ignis began before once again being interrupted.

"Who are these two men, by the way?" Y/N asked, looking back at Ignis.

"Oh, apologies. This is Nyx Ulric and Libertus Ostium. Both highly esteemed Kingsglaives."

"Very nice to meet the both of you," Y/N smiled.

"I've seen you around the Citadel a few times. Wondered who the girl in the ball gowns was. Nice to meet you too," Nyx told her.

"Probably be seeing you more from now on, eh?" Libertus asked.

"Yes, probably," Ignis responded. "But as you mentioned, she' s mostly Crownsguard detail. It was nice speaking with you both, but we've others to speak with before the night is over. Thank you!"

"Later Sciencia," Nyx waved a hand in the air at the two of them.

After walking a few feet away, Ignis glanced around the room as if looking for someone in particular.

"Well, that covers probably half if not more of the Citadel," he smiled, glancing at her.

"Gossips?" Y/N asked, arching an eyebrow.

"More than you know. Especially Libertus. And once their friend Crowe knows, you'll be the talk of the place before morning," Ignis winked at her. "Ah! There he is. Please, this way."

Ignis led her further through the room to a small group of men in fancy suits. She couldn't help but notice one man speaking in a familiar accent and who resembled Ignis a bit. As the two of them approached the group, said man glanced at them and then smiled before turning back to the group before him.

"Please, excuse me gentlemen," he turned and walked a few steps to meet the couple. "Ignis. Good evening."

"Good evening, Uncle. I would like you to meet Princess Y/N," he motioned to her. "Y/N, this is my Uncle. Another prominent advisor here in the Citadel."

"The pleasure is mine, Y/N. It is wonderful to have you here and an honor to hear you accepted Ignis' hand," he bowed to her.

Y/N wasn't entirely sure how to respond. She didn't know which of Ignis' family members came from Altissia. Was it his parents? His grandparents? Multiple generations back? How familiar with her and her family was this man? And how familiar was he with her and Ignis' situation? She wouldn't say she accepted anything! It was simply forced into her hands. She quickly reminded herself that tonight she was refusing to be upset or angry, however, and dipped her knees in a greeting of her own.

"It's nice to finally meet someone from Ignis' family. I've only met a few people he knows," she responded.

"We shall have to have you for dinner some time at my brother's house. I'm a bit surprised you have yet to meet them," he glanced over to Ignis.

"Well, I've-" Ignis began before Y/N interrupted. She could see he looked a bit flustered on how to answer his uncle.

"It's my fault," Y/N chuckled lightly. "The move hasn't been easy on me between learning everything new and planning the wedding. I'm afraid I've been a bit cooped up in my room a lot of the time."

"Well, that is understandable," Ignis' uncle laughed along with her. "Be sure and clear your schedule sometime before the wedding, if you can."

"I will. It's kind of you to extend an invitation."

"Certainly! Please excuse my manners, but I need to speak with someone before they take an early leave," he bowed before walking off.

Y/N bowed her head slightly in return, smiling at him. Ignis turned to her after watching his uncle walk away. A gentle smile adorned his lips. That went a lot better than he had hoped. He knew he wished to introduce the two of them tonight, but was on edge all day about how Y/N would be feeling about being around him. While her attitude had yet to truly upset him, he didn't want it upsetting anyone else, especially his family. He already had Gladio and periodically Noctis down his back about her behavior, he didn't want his uncle urging him to call off the wedding or disapproving of her. Once a Sciencia had their mind set on something, it was hard to change it. He knew Y/N would have to work twice as hard to win him back over if she gave a negative impression tonight.

Y/N spotted a man walking her way with a tray of drinks and grabbed one as he brushed past. She was starting to notice more and more camera flashes aimed her way and was getting a creeping feeling up her spine. She hoped no malicious tabloid writers made their way in the Citadel this evening. Last thing she needed was some picture of her mid-sneeze or something talking about Sciencia's ugly new bride.

"Are you truly alright this evening?" Ignis quietly asked.

She turned and noticed him glancing at the drink in her hand. What number glass was she on now? She wasn't sure. But one thing she did know was that she may have drank the previous glasses too fast. She didn't give the alcohol in them time to hit her gradually. Instead, it was all hitting at once.

"Of course! It's a party, why wouldn't I be alright?" Y/N asked, giggling a bit.

"Well, I know you were nervous earlier. Just making certain you are still feeling alright. If at any point you wish to leave-"

"Nonsense! Did you want to speak with anyone else?"

"Sure," Ignis lightly smiled, although it was a bit forced. He did have others he wanted her to meet. He only hoped instead of being dismissive, she wouldn't instead be obnoxious.

The two of them made their way around the room, casually talking with various people Ignis knew, as well as some he didn't. Y/N smiled the whole time, even laughing and joking with a few of the less serious and uptight people they ran into. She spoke a lot more than Ignis anticipated. He couldn't deny how happy he was feeling. He was almost certain it all had to do with the alcohol she had consumed, but he still let himself enjoy the evening. He caught himself wondering if this is what their future held. If she would eventually get used to all the new changes in her life and open herself up and get to know him. A small flutter in his heart let him know it was something he was looking forward to.

Y/N and Ignis made their way back to the table a moment to rest after walking around and standing for over an hour. Ignis figured Y/N would like to rest her feet a bit. The two noticed that Noctis and Luna were back at the table, as was Gladio.

"Oh, hi Y/N!" Luna greeted her as she sat down. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yup!" she exclaimed, smiling wide.

"Glad some of us are," Noct rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, tell me about it! I'm stuck following around a moody sulking teenager!" Gladio spat, eyeing the prince.

"Shut up! I hate these kinds of things! We all know that."

"I think it's nice!" Luna cooed. "It's a great way for me to get to know people. Right, Y/N?"

"Yeah, I used to hate these things too," Y/N started, grabbing a few nuts out of a bowl on the table. "I wasn't allowed to mingle much though. Just hung out with my date dancing most of the evenin-OOH! Let's dance!" she suddenly exclaimed, standing up and grabbing Ignis by the hand as she did so.

He stood a bit ungracefully and glanced at Gladio who had his jaw slack and his eyebrows halfway up his forehead, clearly surprised. Even Noct looked a bit taken back. Y/N pulled him out onto the dance floor before turning around and facing him.

"I'm sorry, do you know how to dance?" she asked.

"Of course I do." Ignis replied, almost insulted she would even ask. He took many dance lessons growing up. He was a bit hesitant to place his hands on her, however. It was never an issue for him before. It was simply where one's hands went when dancing with a woman. But placing his hands on her hips in this moment felt so…intimate. This would be their first dance together. It would be special to him.

She suddenly looked just as shy as he was feeling. She slowly put a hand on his shoulder and held her other hand up for him to grab. Not wanting to leave her hanging, he quickly took her hand in his and lightly moved his other hand to her hip. She seemed to flinch ever so slightly when he touched her, but he chose not to dwell on it. Slowly, the two of them turned and began a simple waltz. She let him lead but knew every move and executed them perfectly.

Ignis couldn't help the warm feeling overcoming him. The slight hitch in his breath. The warm glow that felt like it was radiating from his core. He couldn't remember if he'd even blinked yet. His gaze was locked on her slightly flushed face. The smile that had been in place on her lips for the majority of the evening. The warmth between their touching palms. This is what he had hoped for. This is what he had been envisioning since the evening he left the King, suddenly an engaged man. Every time he spoke of Y/N to his friends, every time he pictured their future together, every time he was asked about her or defended her…this is what he was picturing.

He knew it was the alcohol. He wasn't blind. But how could he keep this feeling between them? This bliss. What did he have to do to see her smiling and being this carefree every day? He was very grateful for her change of attitude tonight…but it only left questions. Would they ever be this way together? Would he have to rely on wine dates to get his wife to enjoy herself?

For a moment, he glanced over Y/N's shoulder and caught Gladio's gaze. His friend still had his mouth slightly open. When he noticed Ignis looking at him, he shrugged and gave him a thumbs up.

Y/N's own mind was running a million miles a minute. She had let herself just be free tonight. She wasn't going to overthink. She wasn't going to get upset. She was bound and determined to have a good night. She had to admit that talking to everyone was a bit boring. She played the part of pretty arm candy and laughed and smiled when needed. Otherwise she didn't pay much attention to the conversation and already forgot half the people she was introduced to.

In the current moment, however, she was almost numb. Ignis' cologne was further intoxicating to her already intoxicated brain. His palm, although slightly sweaty, holding hers felt different than any other man's she had held. His hand on her waist felt warm against her skin under her layers of skirts. She had danced with many men in her life, but none of those moments felt like this very one. She could almost picture them together this way. Almost see the two of them happy together. Just…almost.

"Excuse me…I need to use the washroom…" she quickly pulled away from him.

"Of course," he replied, a look of concern on his face. "Do you need me to-"

"No, thank you," she interrupted, quickly making her way across the room.

Ignis made his way back to the table after stopping at the bar for a soda water.

"That was…interesting," Gladio commented.

"She's so different tonight," Noct commented.

Ignis just smiled lightly, glancing back at the hall in the corner of the room watching for her to return. She finally did just in time for official toasts and announcements to begin. She seemed less solemn and back to being giggly. He also noticed she picked up yet another glass of wine on her way over.

The rest of the night continued on uneventfully. Ignis and Y/N danced again to a bit of a faster tune this time around. She was openly laughing and talking with his friends. She never quite hit the point of being belligerent or sloppy, though, and for that Ignis was thankful. They were asked by a couple different photographers for their picture together and she posed tastefully, smiling. At one point, King Regis rejoined them and commented on the lovely pair looking so well this evening. A few times, Y/N was left alone while Ignis was called away to make appearances next to Noct. Y/N tried her best not to let those small moments get to her head. Ignis had reminded her to drink some water or have a snack to fill her stomach and she would walk around a bit waiting on his return.

Before she knew it, the night was winding down and everyone was departing. Ignis decided he would walk her back to her room before returning to the ballroom to end the night next to Noctis, who was expected to be the last to leave for the night. He would quickly escort her to her room and be back on his way.

The two of them made their way to the elevator. Y/N was fanning herself a bit with her hand. The alcohol in her system was making her a bit flush and heated. She still wore a smile on her face, though, and Ignis couldn't help but feel one form on his face as well. When they reached her door, he pulled out her key from his pocket and handed it to her. He noticed, as she was unlocking the door, that she still hadn't let go of his arm. As she pushed the door open and stepped inside, she pulled him in with her and shut the door. She threw the key down on the dresser nearest the door and lifted her skirt a few inches to kick off her shoes.

"Ohhhhh my Shiva, that feels so much better!" she exclaimed at the sudden relief of having her heels off.

Ignis chuckled lightly, still a bit unsure of what to do.

"I imagine it does. I often don't know how you women do it."

"Sooo…" Y/N started, turning toward him. "You think they're satisfied?"

"Who?" Ignis asked.

"The media. The King. Think they got what they wanted from us?"

"I do believe we looked lovely together tonight. Not to mention you were a bit forward with some of them. I'd say they know we are together, yes."

"What about you?" she asked, cocking her head.

"What about me exactly?"

"Did you get what you wanted from me tonight?"

"I had a lovely time, yes. You're a great dancer."

"Hmmmmm are you sure?" she squinted her eyes a bit and touched a finger to her chin.

"Of course I am. You've very obviously taken lessons and dance very-"

"I'm not talking about dancing," Y/N interrupted. "I think you want more from me."

"I want only what you wish to give me, Y/N." Ignis answered, not entirely sure what she meant.

"Is that so? Hmmm… Come on Ignis. You're a man. Men want more than dancing."

Ignis felt his stomach twist in both desire and nervousness. He wasn't quite sure how to approach what she had said.

"I can not deny…that I am very attracted to you. And very drawn to you. However, I'm interested in all of you. Not just something physical. And I will wait as long as you wish for anything like that. I don't ever want you to feel rushed when it comes to anything physical between us."

"Come on…Iggy," Y/N used his nickname Prompto seemed to use the most. "What do you want? Hmm?" she whispered, moving closer to him.

Ignis backed up slightly but didn't have much room until his back hit the door.

"I….I told you, I-"

"Be honest. Come on, you can tell me! Do you want me to kiss you?" she continued to whisper lowly, her face inches from his.

"Well, I mean…I-"

"Tell me," she cooed sweetly, tilting her head a bit.

"Yes…" he quietly responded, barely audible. He could hear his heart thumping in his ears and wondered if she could hear it too. "But I think you may be intoxicated and-"

"Do you want me to…touch you?"

"Nn!" Ignis gasped out as her hand came in contact with his groin. She easily found where he was tucked away in his pants and cupped him through the fabric.

"Like this…huh?" Her eyes were glassy as she gazed up at him.

"I-I…..Y/N I don't think-"

"Oh? You don't like this?" she feigned being hurt, teasing him.

"No, I…it's not-"

"You don't like your fiancé touching you like this? You want me to stop?"

"I….no, but I don't think-"

"Does it feel good?" she whispered against his ear.

"O-of course! But, Y/N, please-"

"You want more?" she asked, pulling her hand away but only to unbuckle his belt. She made quick work of his zipper. He lightly grabbed her wrist, but she kept moving her hand under the light pressure. His mind was so torn between letting her continue and making her stop. He wanted this. Six, did he want this. But something felt so off about it. He didn't want her regretting it later on. She was clearly intoxicated and not herself. Suddenly, Ignis felt cool air on his lower region.

"Ohhh Ignis! What's this?" she beamed, voice breathily and light.

Ignis glanced down and saw his hardened member freed from his pants and boxer briefs. He couldn't help the deep crimson shade that filled his cheeks. He moved to cover himself in embarrassment but she just batted his hand away.

"Is this for me?" she sweetly asked, grabbing ahold of his bared, hard shaft. Her touch further hardened him to stone in a matter of minutes. She stroked up and down, enjoying the soft velvet feel of his skin. "Ooooh, you like that?"

"Y-y-yes," Ignis stuttered. What should he do?! His mind was almost numb from ecstasy. He knew he should pull her hand away. He knew he should tuck himself back in his pants. He knew this was highly inappropriate. But he just couldn't form the words or go through the motions of stopping her.

"Is this was you want from me? Do you want me to make you feel good? You want my hands on your cock?"

Ignis' eyes widened at her vulgar language. Words he never imagined coming from her lips. Her full, beautiful, red lips. His mind was wandering to her mouth and how he wished to feel it on his. His breath was speeding up and coming out in loud pants now.

"Ahh! I-…Princess...I really think…"

"Really think what? Do you need more?" she asked, applying more pressure with her hand and moving up and down his member faster. She stopped a moment at the head, moving her fingers over it quickly a few times before going back to long strokes. "This is what you want, isn't it? You want me to pleasure you. To make you feel good. I bet you want more than my hand, though, don't you?"

Ignis' hand let go of her wrist as he brought both arms up against the door behind him. His hands grabbed his hair a few times, lightly tugging it. What the hell was happening? How did this even happen? Her words made his loins begin to swirl. He recognized the pull in his balls and stomach from the few times he had gotten himself off in private. He was about to orgasm. He wasn't sure if he should, though. His mind was complete chaos and he had no idea how to think straight.

""AHH! I-I-…Oh Shiva!" he gasped out.

Y/N used her other hand to start lightly squeezing his balls. Ignis' eyes kept going between squeezing tightly shut and every so often opening wide. Every so often he glanced down at her hands working up and down his throbbing dick and he'd squeeze them back shut, overwhelmed with ecstasy.

"Please, Y/N. You don't have-…You don't have to do this."

"But it's what you want right? Aren't I here to give you what you want? To please you. To pleasure you. To give you fucking everything!" Her voice got a bit louder with each statement. She almost sounded angry but he wasn't sure of anything at the moment. Other than the fact that he wasn't going to last much longer.

"I'm gonna….I'm gon-…Ohhhhh Six!" he panted. His hands were rubbing up and down the door behind him. He didn't know what to do. Where to touch. Could he touch her? Was he allowed? He decided against it for fear she would suddenly stop. And at this point, he definitely didn't want her to stop!

"Oh, yeah? You gonna cum? Are you going to fucking cum Iggy? Yeah, that feels good, huh? Are you gonna give it to me? Gonna show me what you got? This is what you want from me, isn't it?!"

Ignis couldn't take her talking like that. It was too much. He was never one for filthy talking but something about her saying those things sent his mind into overdrive. He was done for. This was it.

"Oh, Shiva! Oh Shiva! I'm gonna….yeah, I'm…ohhhHHHHHMMMMM!" he suddenly yelled out. He felt her touch his chest briefly and then felt something soft covering the head of his member. His eyes were screwed tightly shut so he wasn't sure what it was. He was trying so hard not to yell out any louder than he already did. He held his breath through the first intense pulses of his cock. As they lessened in intensity, he allowed himself to start panting again. "Oh Sixx!"

He looked down and noticed the purple pocket square that was in his vest was being used to catch his ejaculate. At least her mind was clear enough to think of that. He was thankful he didn't have to further embarrass himself by cleaning his fluids off of her floor. As his mind finally started clearing, what happened was starting to hit him. He never in his life expected this tonight. What brought this on? Was she that drunk? Oh heavens! She was drunk! He allowed her to do such a thing completely intoxicated! He feared how this was going to pan out in the morning.

"Mmmmmm that' s better, huh? All these people. Always wanting something from people like us. Never listening. Never caring. Just me being selfish with my secret boyfriend huh?" Ignis frowned at her words. What was she talking about? "Well, now they know! Now it's out. This is what everyone wants!"

Y/N stepped away and tossed the cloth in her hand into the wooden hamper in the corner of her room. Ignis stood still against the door watching her, forgetting he was still hanging out of his pants as he slowly softened. What now? Did she want him to please her back? He wasn't even sure he knew what to do! He never did it before.

"Um…do-"

"Thanks for the fun evening Ignis," Y/N stated before walking into her bathroom and shutting the door. A few moments later, he heard her shower running.

Ignis tucked himself back into his pants. He tucked in his shirt and fixed his vest. Should he…just leave? She acted like the night was over. He was honestly pumping himself up to maybe kiss her cheek goodnight at her door. Not…get pleasured against it. His heart rate was still racing and is hands were visibly shaking. He really needed to get back to the ballroom. He ran his hands down his clothes once more, hoping he didn't look as disheveled as he felt and opened her door to leave. As he stepped into the hall and shut the door behind him, he stood a moment and ran a hand over his face.

What the hell just happened?

A/N:

Sooooooo…..lol Maybe I felt a little bad for our poor Ignis and gave him a little treat. Keep in mind tho that tonight was drunk princess. She isn't going to entirely be that forward in the future or talk that way any other time. She was full of emotions and full of alcohol. I gave us a bit of a break from all the angst but as you can imagine, it will hit again full force in the next chapter when our princess has sobered up and emotions get expressed. So don't get too excited thinking they are suddenly happy together. And also don't be turned off if dirty talk isn't your thing.

I'm slowly but surely getting back to myself as best as I can. Thank you all for your well wishes, comments, and even just still reading my work. I truly appreciate all of you. Again, please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. I'm still on heavy pain meds and my brain is muchy sometimes lol