OPEN!

 

Noctis continued walking around the castle ground, picking out a cigarette and lighting it as he did. He was still unsure if he was being followed, but he was a trained warrior, he could handle any simple thief that may have launched themselves at him. 

He managed to find the bench he was most fond of in the gardens, sitting down, enjoying the quiet night, glimpsing at the stars with a soft smile on his face. It was tranquil, made him feel at ease.

A pair of glowing fuchsia eyes followed Noctis’ movement from his hiding place in a tree. He hadn’t expected to find a form of entertainment so easily. Humans really did make it far too easy for him. He sniffed the air around him, trying to determine how his soul would taste. ‘Not too bad…but I’ve had better.’ With that thought, he decided this particular prince would be entertaining for a while and perhaps a somewhat decent meal afterwards.

The demon jumped down from his branch, purposefully landing rather loudly to get his attention. His face transformed into his signature smirk as he stood there, waiting for the prince’s reaction.

Noctis’ attention diverted to the sound that came from behind, is cigarette loose on the corner of his mouth. Forgetting about it momentarily, the smoke made his eyes water slightly. 

He took the cigarette from his mouth and stood to see a formally dressed male, perhaps a little older than himself. His eyes flickered red as he noticed the smirk upon the male’s lips.

“Who are you? and what’s your business here?” He wasn’t planning on giving the male much time to speak.

He better speak fast.