Kingsglaive: Final Fantasy XV Page #3

and our kingdom's beloved bride-to-be.

Welcome to sovereign jurisdiction, ambassador.

We'll take care

of things from here.

- Forgive me, captain Drautos.

- See her highness to the castle.

I had no idea that you--

I wasn't made aware of any--

- Excuse me. Thank you.

- No, you-- I must--

I must-- no, I have to clear it

with my superiors first.

Your highness.

Uh...

Her royal highness,

Princess Lunafreya of Tenebrae.

It has been a long time,

your majesty.

Yes.

Far too long.

Prince Noctis isn't here,

is he?

No, my dear.

He is not.

I am too old to fight this war.

I have no choice

but to receive the empire

and accept their treaty.

Even so...

I had hoped to hold the wedding

elsewhere, somewhere safe.

I sent one of my glaive

to see you there, but--

it is not too late.

I can ready an escort.

Please, go to my son.

No.

Wherever I go,

the empire will follow.

It would only place

the prince in greater danger.

It is my duty to protect the prince

and see his destiny fulfilled.

These 12 years

have not changed that.

And what of your destiny?

My duty is my destiny,

your majesty.

I'm prepared to accept

whatever may come to pass.

So, what do you think?

All these lands

will be imperial soon.

Reckon things will get better when

them Niffs start calling the shots?

Not one damn bit.

Don't matter

who's calling the shots.

As long as they're calling them

from behind the wall,

ain't nothing gonna

change around here.

Get over here.

All right.

That's a hand!

I trust the reunion

was a happy one?

Has she been a hostage

of Niflheim all this time?

She's a symbol of the peace.

That's all I'm told.

Doesn't sound like it.

Sounds like she's here for

something bigger than that.

Your orders

are to protect her.

Not to look, not to listen,

not to think.

Understood?

Drautos.

Yes, report.

Get the hell out of my way.

That's my friend you

got in there, damn it.

Sir, you can't go in until

the examination has ended.

What examination?

What the hell's going on?

Hey.

Hey, take it easy, big guy.

These bastards rushed Crowe in

there the moment she got back.

And now they won't

let me in to see her.

Wait.

Crowe's personal effects.

Do with them as you see fit.

So, what kind of mission

did you really send her on?

No glaive winds up dead

on a standard escort.

I'll see the armistice does not

interfere with a full investigation.

She was a good soldier.

Her death will not go unanswered.

What a life, huh?

She was brought up an orphan.

Run out of her village.

I still remember

the first time I saw her.

Scrawny little thing,

all covered in dirt.

Not a friend in the world.

But those eyes...

Damn.

There was something

about those eyes.

She deserved better.

And I would've done anything

to give it to--

Libertus, wait.

Crowe died a glaive.

You can still honor her

by fighting as one.

You're dumber than me

sometimes, you know that?

Don't you get it?

Lucis killed Crowe.

Go back to the castle!

Tell the king there's

no peace to be had

from throwing the weak

to the wolves.

I'll fight my own fight

from here on out.

See you around, hero.

A hairpin?

I didn't think you were

into that kind of thing.

- It's not for me.

- It's a gift for the Princess.

A most grand reception,

King Regis.

You honor all of Niflheim.

Oh, the honor is ours,

Emperor Aldercapt.

You have ventured far to

grace us with your presence.

It was the very least

I could do.

Tomorrow will be an historic

day for both our nations.

And your Insomnia

is truly a marvel.

My own cities pale in comparison.

I pray we are able to take

away much from this visit.

Hello.

I'm afraid we were never

properly introduced yesterday.

I'm afraid it's going

to have to wait, your highness.

I'm on guard duty.

Then surely there's no

safer place for me to be.

May I ask your name?

Uh, Nyx.

Nyx Ulric.

There is something else

I wish to ask you, Nyx Ulric.

King Regis said he sent one

of your order to come find me.

I should like to offer

my thanks in person.

Where might I find

this brave soldier?

Oh.

Oh, I did not--

- I am so sorry.

- Don't be.

Here.

She was carrying this.

It was meant for you.

For me?

Keep it.

She would've wanted you

to have it.

I will carry it

with me always.

Thank you.

Do you have any idea

what this peace means?

It means our homes are gone.

All of them.

Forever.

Heard I could find

some treaty haters here.

I come to the right place?

You certainly have.

Everyone say hello to a man

who spends his days

in the loyal service

of our good king.

"Spent."

Those days are over.

I'm done listening

to that bastard's lies.

He may sit on a throne,

but he ain't no king,

least not of mine.

Well, then.

Welcome to the resistance, brother.

I hope you're here to talk.

What do you wanna know?

Please, wherever Noctis is,

keep him safe.

That's all I ask.

To what god do you pray?

You, the slave of fate

and destiny.

Abandon your prayers.

The gods do not listen.

General Glauca.

Why are you here?

You are far too clever to have

ever believed in this peace.

Pity you couldn't see

your beloved Noctis.

You have another purpose.

- I'm not here for Niflheim.

- No.

You are here for me.

You?

I do not understand.

Come tomorrow, you will.

Niflheim contingent

has left the hotel.

Less than three hours

until the ceremony.

Bolster the citadel guard.

Nyx, is the Princess with you?

No.

I'm on duty at the citadel.

Well, the Niffs just left

for the ceremony.

And she wasn't with them.

A homing beacon?

Yeah,

I'll send the coordinates now.

Can you pinpoint

a location for me?

Sure, but it sounds like

a wild-goose chase.

Guess you got some

free time on your hands, huh?

Guess I do, for better or worse.

Those coordinates are about

20 miles south of Insomnia.

Outside the wall.

What the hell was Crowe doing

all the way out there?

No, no.

They sent her to--

I need another favor, Pelna.

Pull those coordinates

up on the radar

- and let me know what you find.

- On it.

You're thinking this is

all a big deal now, huh?

Yeah, too big to ignore.

- Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

- Excuse me, sir. Excuse me.

Hey, hey, hey.

Whoa, wait a minute.

- Stop right there!

- Hey!

Listen up.

This is not the gate watch.

This is the heart of our city,

the home of our king.

The ceremony must not be disturbed.

Neutralize any threat

quickly and quietly.

Is that understood?

- Yes, sir.

- Yes, sir.

Glaive to command.

Are you there, captain? Urgent.

Damn it, Drautos.

Jackpot, Nyx.

There's a whole fleet of airships

sitting at that spot.

- Niflheim.

- Yup, and from the looks of it

I'd say they're headed to war.

- Where's the captain?

- Should be at the citadel.

There's no answer on his frequency.

I don't know, must have his hands

full with the escort detail.

Pelna, one last favor.

I need you to prep

the glaive for action.

What are you talking about?

You wanna deploy

without the captain's order?

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