[ Subtly enhancing his charm on Prompto, Narciso's smile just seems to broaden. He always likes it when they reciprocate, when they seem to enjoy the way he's showering them with affection and compliments. This Adopted is proving to be such a delight. ]

You are not just a plebe, Prompto. [ He leans in, lips dangerously close against Prompto's. That flush through freckled cheeks is a marvel to behold up close. ]

I adopted you for a reason. It's an honor to be chosen for my Court, you see. Something that you should be proud of. [ Narciso punctuates this with a small peck against the corner of Prompto's lips. ]

Are you? Are you proud to serve your King?