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[shatteredlenses]

 

This is Ignis.  Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.  Storyteller willing, I may actually be able to read messages left for me soon.
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And, no, your Highness, this doesn't mean I will be too busy to make sure you eat your vegetables. 

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[shatteredlenses]

Fortunately, it's never too late to try. It'll be a moment of peace for you to take with you when...

[Ignis' voice suddenly cracks and he swallows hard in an effort to steady it again.]

...you go.

[scourgingstars]

...there now, you're not crying for someone like me, are you? Please don't--even should this be the end, take solace in knowing it's a far better note to leave upon than the last time.

[shatteredlenses]

It's not...

[His voice trails off and he shakes his head. It's not the tears that wet his eyes that are bothering him, but the fact he can't make his voice sound as certain as he wants it to be.]

It's not the end. I just...don't know how long it will take to change things.

[scourgingstars]

I've already waited two thousand years. Despite what I say, I think myself quite a patient person.

[Ardyn pulled back enough to press a light kiss against Ignis' forehead, voice soft and comforting.]

I don't truly think it possible to find a better ending for me. But if I should be wrong, I shall wait for you as long as it takes.