How wrong we both were. Our King finds his comforts where he will.
[ She says quietly as settles back in, refills her glass but sets it aside. How wrong they were to assume that Noctis would turn to her after he removes himself for the equation. That Noctis' stubborn nature hadn't quite factored into their calculations, that despite that one sure, easy way available to him, he would choose the difficult road, narrow and filled with thorns, littered with broken hearts and a profound loneliness she thinks he finds some sort of refuge in.
It's the only thing that explains his latest bout of... whatever this is. Sometimes Octavia doesn't understand him. She takes a breath, knows that she has to hold it together; if not for her own sake then for her child's. It's a difficult path for her to tread, when yielding is so often seen as weakness. ] He hasn't been the same since you left. To continue like this is not the answer. The one he needs by his side is not me, it's you. And, I've noticed, you feel similarly.
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[ She says quietly as settles back in, refills her glass but sets it aside. How wrong they were to assume that Noctis would turn to her after he removes himself for the equation. That Noctis' stubborn nature hadn't quite factored into their calculations, that despite that one sure, easy way available to him, he would choose the difficult road, narrow and filled with thorns, littered with broken hearts and a profound loneliness she thinks he finds some sort of refuge in.
It's the only thing that explains his latest bout of... whatever this is. Sometimes Octavia doesn't understand him. She takes a breath, knows that she has to hold it together; if not for her own sake then for her child's. It's a difficult path for her to tread, when yielding is so often seen as weakness. ] He hasn't been the same since you left. To continue like this is not the answer. The one he needs by his side is not me, it's you. And, I've noticed, you feel similarly.