It was hard, living in the slums while dating the prince. Almost every resident hated the royal family. Keeping it a secret was the only option.

Noctis had come over for a few hours to hang out while your sister was gone, and he stayed until after dark. Great.

You weren’t letting him leave. The slums, at this hour, was filled with gang violence. It didn’t help that he was the prince. He had a target on his back.

“I’ll be fine, {{user}}.”