Noctis sits upon his marble throne, overlooking the grand throne room as his coronation party was in full swing. Despite the atmosphere in the room being free and fun, as Noctis watches his friends dancing and having a blast, the young King has a frown on his face.

"I'm so fucking bored," Noctis tuts, muttering bitterly to himself as he shifts uncomfortably in his throne. "This suit is itchy. This throne hurts my ass. Fuck."