Nobody moved.
The ruined city beyond the gate remained completely silent.
Hundreds of demons stood in the streets, their heads lowered toward Noctis.
Rin looked at them. Then at Noctis. Then back at the demons.
"Noctis..."
The demon prince didn't answer. Rin took a step closer.
"They're calling you their prince."
"I heard them."
"You said your kingdom was gone."
"It was."
Rin frowned.
"Then why are they here?"
Noctis stared at the ruined palace in the distance.
"Because they never left."
The elderly demon slowly rose. His body was old, but his presence was powerful enough to make the air feel heavy.
"My prince."
Noctis finally looked at him.
"What is your name?"
The old demon bowed.
"Lord Vaeron."
Noctis's expression changed.
"Vaeron."
"You remember?"
"I remember everyone who served my family."
Vaeron smiled sadly.
"Then you remember me."
"I remember you as a younger man."
Vaeron laughed softly.
"And I remember you as a child."
Rin looked between them.
