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After the conference broke up, Gladio and his entourage took Ignis' invitation from the previous night and went to a play at Lestallum's oldest theater. They crowded in to a roped-off upper balcony that smelled faintly of cleaning solution, and had the pleasure of viewing the mold-encrusted gilding of the theater ceiling from a head-on perspective. Noctis sat in the corner of the balcony, a deeper shadow against the black curtains, but not before discreetly stealing a stuffed date from the tray of appetizers the theater staff had delivered at Gladio's side. He applauded as the curtain rose, and propped his feet up on the balcony railing.

"I don't know what I'm watching," Cor hissed after about half an hour, leaning in to shoot Gladio a desperate look. "So is she.. is that actress supposed to be marrying him, or is she secretly a duchess? Why did she step on the stuffed ferret? Is that... symbolic... of something?"

Gladio shrugged helplessly. On the stage, the woman in question threw a hat in the air, and all the onlookers gasped, scandalized. Noctis' eyes widened.

"It's a metaphor," Noct whispered, and the others turned to stare. "Something about... Look, she stabbed the cheese wheel earlier, so that means this is supposed to represent the fall of the Galahd monarchy two hundred years back. Except the ferret means Lucis is repeating the cycle, which, I mean, I'm gonna have to object on patriotic reasons--"

The others on the balcony were deathly quiet.

"You're shitting us," Gladio said. On the stage, a man kicked a wall and challenged it to a duel.

"No, this is pretty basic stuff. You don't have plays where you're from?" He looked so bewildered, so earnestly curious, that Gladio realized with dawning horror that he was telling the truth.

"Not... like this," Gladio admitted. Noctis shrugged and turned back to the stage. His hands hadn't stopped shaking since the signing that afternoon, and his face was unnaturally pale in the darkness of the theater, but the show seemed to be helping somewhat. He followed along with true interest, and Cor and Gladio found themselves watching his expressions more than the plot of the actual play.

When the curtain closed on the first act, Gladiolus turned to find Talcott at his shoulder.

"Prince Nyx here to speak to, um." Talcott glanced at Noct, who sighed and dropped his feet to the floor. He rose from his seat and leaned down as he passed Gladio.

"Tell me if they actually follow through with the Astral allegory. I'm amazed this hasn't been shut down yet."

"So am I," Gladio muttered, for an entirely different reason. Noct bowed politely to Nyx, who stood to the side in a perfectly tailored suit.

"The royal colors look good on you, Ulric," Noct said. Nyx scowled. Their voices were low, and they stepped to the side, but they both knew it would be considered a breach of trust to speak privately. Gladio leaned back a little to get a better look at them.

"I had my doubts," Nyx was saying. "Really, Noctis. I did. The way Ignis talked about you... But after the fire, when you started--"

"This again?" Noct sighed. "Yes, I know. I'll add you to the list of deeply disappointed Lucians--"

"But it's true, isn't it?" Nyx's voice was fierce with anger. "You might as well have shouted it, back there. You were in King Gladiolus' pocket the whole time."

"If that's what you want to believe," Noctis said, in a bored, vague tone.

"No wonder he asked for you. What are you getting out of this?" Noctis sighed and made to walk past him, and Nyx grabbed him by the collar. "What do you have planned for us, Noctis?"

Noct grabbed the other man's hands and slowly pried them off of the front of his jacket. "I want what you want, Nyx."

"If you knew what this has done to the King--"

"Enjoy the play, Your Highness." Noctis bowed, mockingly, and stepped around the other man. He resumed his seat in the corner, seemingly engrossed in the drama unfolding on the stage, and Nyx watched him with barely withheld rage before turning on his heel and striding off without a word.

"Oh," said Noct, in a quiet voice. "They made the allegory after all."

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"Gods, what a night."

Noct staggered into the royal suites after Gladio, running a still unsteady hand through his hair. They'd all stopped for a refreshment at one of the outdoor restaurants, and were summarily mobbed by photographers, making the trip back to Leville a long, weary trek through side streets and back alleys. Even Gladio was exhausted, and when he stumbled into the bathroom, he didn't so much shower as he stood under the stream of water and tried not to fall asleep on his feet.

He came back to find Noctis sprawled out on the bed, lazily unbuttoning his jacket with fumbling fingers. Gladio leaned against the wall and watched him as he slithered out of his jacket, shoved off his pants, and climbed into the covers without bothering to remove his socks or shirt. He looked up at Gladio through half-lidded eyes and rolled his shoulders slowly.

"What?"

"I'll sleep on the couch," Gladio said, and turned to go.

"No, wait." Noctis scrambled to a sitting position and drew up his knees. "The hell brought this on? You never had a problem before."

Gladio's face darkened. "Seemed like you wanted it before."

"I did."

"Right. And how much of that was you tryin' to punish yourself?" Noctis just gaped at him, and Gladio let out a derisive snort. "Yeah. Thought so. I'll just--"

"It's easier," Noct said, and the bed creaked as he moved towards him. He had the same open, slightly lost look he'd worn that first night, on the heels of the nightmare that had drawn him gasping into a terrified half-awareness. "At night, when there's someone there. We don't have to... I mean, it's nice when there's something to lead up to it, but even just knowing someone's nearby, it helps."

Gladio gave him a long, slow look. He knew that it killed the prince to have to admit to this kind of weakness, to needing someone. Astrals, even when he was made a pariah in his own kingdom, he responded by becoming the wild mage they thought him to be, rather than admit that he had been manipulated. He'd even done it again that night, at the theater with Nyx.

A terrible thought crossed Gladio's mind. How did Noctis come to be so used to taking a lover to ease the night terrors that came with sleeping alone? Who in the Lucian Citadel would bring themselves to lie with someone they thought responsible for the greatest loss of the war? He hoped it wasn't the man he suspected. Let it have been Ignis, or a stranger. Someone who wouldn't teach Noctis to equate pleasure with repentance.

"Alright," Gladio said, after the silence had stretched on a moment too long. "But nothing more than this."

Noctis lay back down, burrowing into the covers, and Gladio joined him. He remained unmoving under the sheets, but Noctis rolled towards him, settling into the curve of his body as though he belonged there. For a moment the king tensed, but the man next to him was already sinking into sleep, more interested in the warmth he provided than anything else. At last, Gladio released the breath he'd been holding, and let his own mind drift to a close.

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The next morning was warm and damp, air fizzing with the anticipation of rain. It was the sort of oncoming storm Gladio saw often in his youth--so heavy with the promise of a downpour that the trees seemed to swell beforehand, and the world took on a greenish tinge under the leaden sky. It was a day that made him think of home: Wide streets swept so clean that he could walk the city barefoot, new buildings framing old foundations in a haphazard jumble of uneven architecture, fresh flowers bursting from windowsills and verdant gardens hanging over the lip of every roof.

He looked down on the stone alleyway beneath the Leville balcony, and watched a woman kick aside a pile of garbage on her way to the power plant.

"Lost in thought?" Prince Noctis was standing behind him, being fitted for a prisoner's ankle cuff with a magic-jamming signal. When they made it to the capital, he would be given one more attuned to his own magic, instead of an all-purpose stop-gap like this one. As it was, he accepted the cuff with the same nonchalance he'd used at the theater with Nyx, which Gladio took to mean that it troubled him on some level, but he'd be damned if he showed it.

"Thinking of home," Gladio said honestly, and turned from the window. "It'll be good to shake the dust of this city from my feet for a while."

"Gods, yes," Noctis said, as the attendant finished locking his cuff. He twisted his ankle, testing his foot for freedom of movement, and winked at the attendant. The attendant rolled her eyes and stood, bowing to Gladio before she left the room.

Ignis had sent his regrets that he couldn't say farewell in person--it would be too dangerous for him to be seen being too familiar with the former prince--but he'd also sent along a tray of what looked to be the flakiest, most decadent tarts known to man. Noctis smiled faintly when he saw them, but closed the box they came in before Gladio could get too close.

He doled them out at last when he and Gladio piled into the waiting line of cars set to take them out of the city and towards the Amicitia capital. On the other side of the street, they could see the Lucian delegation standing around their own cars, uncomfortable in their warm, muggy black finery. Drautos and Nyx were leaning against one of the larger vans, talking close. Drautos smiled; Nyx tilted his head back for a laugh. Watching them, Noctis' fingers tightened on the back of his seat.

"Hey," Gladio said, softly, and Noct closed his eyes for a moment before turning away.

"It won't be long," Gladio told him. "He's already set for a fall. The real work will start when we get back home."

"Right," Noctis said, in a distant voice. "Home."

The line of cars rumbled to life, one by one, and the Lucian delegation turned to stare as they slowly crawled their way down the main street of Lestallum. Noctis looked back to them, gazing at the diminishing black figures with a hunger that seemed to pour from his skin like steam. The sky opened up at last with a thunderous roar, and the last Noctis could see of what remained of Lucis disappeared in a blinding dark curtain of rain.

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WOOOOOOOOO I GUESS THAT'S AN ENDING??? SO:
1. I can't really continue this without turning it into a novel, and I don't wanna spam you good folks on this here kinkmeme
2. I'm probably going to revise the hell out of this and start putting it up on AO3. It may take a while, but I'll post a link on here when it's up!

Anon - I think I speak for everyone on this KM when I say that I would have absolutely no problem in a novel-length work from you. This was amazing, and....I would like to see more; whether Nyx notices the snake in the grass, whether /Regis/ does, etc. and more of that Iggy & Noct stuff that is so painful and so beautiful.

Thank you for sharing this with us, Anon!

Anon, this was an absolute pleasure to read. I went back and re-read everything this morning and the way you laid the groundwork for all the plot-points was so good.

But please say there'll be more? Even if just on ao3? Drautos hasn't been brought down! Regis and Nyx (and everyone) still think Noct is a sociopathic traitor! Noct is still damaged from Drautos' abuse! And Gladio has yet to really interact with Noct in a way that isn't master/slave....

This story has it's hooks in me, anon! <3

Thank you! And yeah, there'll be more. Gladio isn't done redeeming himself re: how he treated Noctis, Noctis is DEFINITELY not done being a hot fucking mess, Drautos' ties with Niflheim & why Clarus and Regis went to war against each other in the first place, also a surprise Prompto appearance... Ummmmm I might have this giant monster of a thing planned, really. I'm going to flesh out the worldbuilding and setup for what already exists, first, weave some plot threads in a little earlier, try not to make people TOO out of character, that kind of thing.

:) I'm really glad y'all liked this!

YES TO A GIANT MONSTER OF A THING.

Oh man, oh man, I'm so excited, anon! I can't wait for the AO3 link so I can shower you in Kudos :)

You are amazing authornon! There is too little gladnoct out there and you come out with this amazing fic that has had me hooked and theres gonna be more?!? I seriously can't wait to read it, am curious what prompto's role in this world will be and how gladnoct will evolve from this point and iggy!! I have a serious weakness for ignoct and their interactions were spot on ~happy sigh~ I eagerly (and patiently) await the ao3 link

OP

Thank you for all your hard work, anon. I never dreamed I'd get a full this amazing when I prompted. Whether you continue or not, I'll hold this fill close to my heart.

Thank you 😀😍

This story is really fantastic! Can't wait to read even more, whether it's here on the meme or on AO3.

Soooooo this anon, at least, would be totally ok with a novel-length or any length continuation on AO3 if you're considering it! This fill is gold, and I, for one, need Drautos to get his comeuppance!

I decide what's spam, and I really do not mind seeing this on the meme.

That said, I look forward to that AO3 link, A!A. :D

I have fallen in love with this. Good lord I can't wait to see it on AO3!

Anon, following this has been such a trip and I am amazed at the amount of work and involvement you put into writing this. And I am definitely invested in wherever you're planning to take this! I have so many questions and I need to see more of everyone dealing with everything.

Looking forward to the AO3 link for this and any possible continuation. Thank you so, so much for writing this. <3

Noooooooo! Don't end it there non! We all love this! The politics! The intrigue! The backstabbing!
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I need more D:

Nooooooo, why did you delete it off ao3??? It was getting so good!

I should have downloaded it.... ;_;

Sorry! It's not gone forever. I need to fix the plot something awful because I realized I wrote it into a corner. I'm revising it completely and once I finish, I'll put it back up.

ayrt - *heart attack averted* Phew! Okay, good to know.... <3

Phew! Literally just came to the kink meme to see if you'd mentioned why. Looking forward to its glorious return!

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