[The old king sees through that façade quite easily. He knows that Prompto is putting on a brave face and cannot help but silently commend him for his valor. That why it pains him so much to see the sprightly blond in such agony. Regis wishes he could somehow undo the torture that Ardyn done onto the boy but even his magic has its limits.]

It's too late for me, dear Prompto. [He whispers quietly as he unhooks his cloak. The poor lad is shivering thanks to the shock and blood loss, so Regis lays his dark gray cloak gently around the teen's shoulders.] Ardyn will not rest until the last of my house returns to dust.

All I can assure you is that he won't ever touch you again.

[A pained expression lingers on the aged king's face once Prompto speaks of the villain again. Just knowing that Ardyn harmed this boy just for his sick pleasure using the Royal Arms makes him ill.]

He's a disgrace hailing from the Lucis line. He's...my blood.