[ She stares at him, taking in his expression and his words with a silent, sharp inhale.
What hurts him the most is that, in her belief that she’s doing something better for him, she’s taking his choice from him.
...And what scant few choices he has in his life, if any at all. As royalty, he’s probably been chosen for many different things, had choices made for him from how he dresses to where he’s able go or do in his life. He’s been chosen to save his world. To die.
It must have felt like a dream being in this world with its freedoms than the structured rule of his own, able to do as he wants and spend his time as he wants. Paramount to all of this, he can live how he wants, and she— she has imposed upon what liberty he has. ] Noct...
[ Something shatters within her, and she takes a half-step back, quickly looking to the side. How could she not have realized? His freedom, his choices— they are more precious than anything else in the world. His happiness derives from that, not whatever she had been thinking. She’d been so very wrong. ]
I’m so sorry. [ Quietly, she speaks, only to repeat more heavily: ] I’m so sorry.
Your choices... your freedom. They’re more important than anything else.
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What hurts him the most is that, in her belief that she’s doing something better for him, she’s taking his choice from him.
...And what scant few choices he has in his life, if any at all. As royalty, he’s probably been chosen for many different things, had choices made for him from how he dresses to where he’s able go or do in his life. He’s been chosen to save his world. To die.
It must have felt like a dream being in this world with its freedoms than the structured rule of his own, able to do as he wants and spend his time as he wants. Paramount to all of this, he can live how he wants, and she— she has imposed upon what liberty he has. ] Noct...
[ Something shatters within her, and she takes a half-step back, quickly looking to the side. How could she not have realized? His freedom, his choices— they are more precious than anything else in the world. His happiness derives from that, not whatever she had been thinking. She’d been so very wrong. ]
I’m so sorry. [ Quietly, she speaks, only to repeat more heavily: ] I’m so sorry.
Your choices... your freedom. They’re more important than anything else.