[ Here is where he definitely draws the line. Here is where Noctis fails; he might be king, but he is still just a man, snared by emotions and in too deep to understand just how to let go. And so he serves, and he ends up hurting others along the way. Collateral, never malicious intent -- but intent never much matters in situations like these.
They are not gods, these kings. They're flawed, and Noctis would rather put his feet to the fire than walk away. Octavia looks down at him for a long moment, before she places a hand on his shoulder. The coming days, weeks will be difficult, but she is tired of being caught at a standstill; she is made for more, and she cannot spend her life in a marriage without love. ]
Please, rise. I'm afraid the task of caring for him is returned to you.
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They are not gods, these kings. They're flawed, and Noctis would rather put his feet to the fire than walk away. Octavia looks down at him for a long moment, before she places a hand on his shoulder. The coming days, weeks will be difficult, but she is tired of being caught at a standstill; she is made for more, and she cannot spend her life in a marriage without love. ]
Please, rise. I'm afraid the task of caring for him is returned to you.