[An arrow through him that Noct doesn't even realize he's shot. He calls the title fake and says a lot of humble things, but really, he was chased from the throne, wasn't he? Defeated. Completely ruined. Ah, it's true, the only thing suited for him is this fake, crooked paper crown.
He stares off for a long moment while he processes this slaying and then quietly lifts his own teacup to sip at it.]
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[An arrow through him that Noct doesn't even realize he's shot. He calls the title fake and says a lot of humble things, but really, he was chased from the throne, wasn't he? Defeated. Completely ruined. Ah, it's true, the only thing suited for him is this fake, crooked paper crown.
He stares off for a long moment while he processes this slaying and then quietly lifts his own teacup to sip at it.]