"If I die of hypothermia you're telling Noctis" (Patreon)

'Because Lady Lunafreya is in there.'

'She won't mind! It's *cold*'

'Shes a Princess and a lady, she doesnt have to share a tent'

D<

'Arent you a crownsguard?'

'That doesnt stop me being cold'

*mutters* 'should stop you complaining'

'Fine, but if youre not allowing me go in then youre keeping me warm'

Libertus shuffles up to Nyx's back

'He makes a good point...now can you both shut up'

'Don't worry blondie, we'll get you back to your boyfriend soon' >D

'BoyfriendS, get it right if you're gonna be a smartass'

'Wha...?'

And thats how Nyx discovers Prom is poly

The End.