[ Noctis' frown deepens, shaking his head. The older prince's bound by his word, and he doesn't quite like that, heart hurting for the princes both -- he knows how the cat prince feels, watching his loved one neither smile nor laugh, and he realizes the parallel between them.
He closes his eyes, fingers curling in his shirt now. The nettles will hurt. ]
It'll sting his fingers.
[ Noctis says softly, unhappily. The cat prince will hate every moment of it. ]
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He closes his eyes, fingers curling in his shirt now. The nettles will hurt. ]
It'll sting his fingers.
[ Noctis says softly, unhappily. The cat prince will hate every moment of it. ]