A Tribute to the King

“Remember that time Noct got slapped in the face by a fish?” Prompto asks.Gladio smirks. He does remember that. They were fishing at Galdin Quay the day before Insomnia fell. Noct tugged a little too hard on his line, and the tiniest Duscaean dace Gladio ever saw came sailing out of the water, wriggling on the hook, to smack their prince right in the nose. He and Prompto just about died of laughter, the two of them rolling around on the dock and clutching their aching bellies, but Noct moped for a solid two hours.“To be fair, the scales did cut his chin,” Iggy says. “I don’t blame him for sulking.”In the aftermath of Noct's death, his friends raise a toast in his memory. Originally written for the Day Two Gladnis Week prompt "SO DRUNK."