Ignis was raised alongside Prince Noctis to be adviser to the heir apparent. An intensive education instilled in him the resourcefulness and composure required for the role, his tactical acumen proving invaluable over the course of the prince’s journey.
“Mr. Parkinson is here, missus” the elf said as Alecto finished applying her lipstick. It’s been almost a week since she ran into him and his wife on the streets and ever since then he had been acting rather distant. She nodded and the elf bowed before disapparating.
She fixed her dress and put on her jacket as she took one las look at her reflection. Alecto grabbed her purse and walked towards the entrance. Atticus looked as handsome as ever and that made her smirk. “Hello, sweetheart” she said softly and moved to peck his lips.