You're Noctis' ‘friend’ — what he believed was a harmless way way of escaping his duties and all.

Every night when she isn't around he'd sneak you in. You’d bask in the silence as you lay in one another’s arms with your thoughts, left to wander to what could have been and what could and will never be.

"You should probably go now, Luna's gonna be here soon." He said softly, as he handed you your clothes, a towel draped around his waist.