Chapitre 3: Entangled Destinies

The radiant beams of the sun cast a luminous glow upon the world, endowing every object with vitality, even breathing life into the seemingly inert confines of a room.

Within dormant chamber, an individual slumbered peacefully, only to be roused from their repose by the insistent rap upon the door.

"Your M-majesty… it's I..Haesoo". The butler announced upon entering the room, though visibly taken aback by the somber ambiance that enveloped the room. "I-I have been i-instructed by Her Highness to r-rouse you, as today marks the c-commencement of your new academic semester".

Ryan was already in the bad mood beacuse of the last night incidents now his butler's presence is making his mood much worse. "Ah fuck~". Ryan groaned while getting up. "I'm awake… you can go…". He said grimly.

Anticipating the butler's imminent approach, the man found himself disconcerted as the servant remained rooted in his position. Ryan gazed fixedly, his demeanour a canvas of perplexity. Fingers idly intertwined, a palpable tension hung in the air, signalling the butler's unspoken narrative. It was evident that a torrent of wrestled within, confined by the chains of nervous restraint.

"What!!!…let it out if you have something to say". Ryan snarled at him. He was already annoyed enough, and now this butler wants to make him completely lose his mind.

The beleaguered butler recoiled, a visible shiver coursing through his frame. Overwhelmed by an excess of fear, he stood in a state of profound trepidation.

Ryan rolled his eyes at his behaviour. It was nothing strange or unusaul. Everyone is like this around him. He is already used to this.

"Y-y-your M-majesty…the q-queen told me to i-inform you that… y-you have to join her for b-breakfast." He said, shaking to oblivion. He was on the verge of mental breakdown.

The prince glared at him. Now what she wants from me'. He thought as he rubbed his temple. He didn't want to deal with her bullshit this early in the morning.

The impoverished butler quivered, sensing the air around the prince coalesce with an ominous intensity. His breath caught in a palpable tension, swiftly attuned to the prince's foul disposition. With a tremulous demeanour, he gingerly wiped beads of perspiration from his forehead, a silent acknowledgment of the impending storm. Poised in anxious anticipation, he awaited the prince's response, navigating the delicate terrain of royal temperament with a measured unease.

Observing the butler's disconcerting state, Ryan nodded in understanding, signalling his release from the room's confines. Without a moment of hesitation, the butler hastened his departure, expressing his gratitude to heaven for a fortuitously reprieve. The unspoken exchange bespoke a silent dance between mercy and relief, as the butler exited with an accelerated pulse, leaving behind the weight of imminent consequence.

As the butler vanished from his line of vision, prince released a contemplative sigh before making his way to his wardrobe to get ready for the so-called the first day of new semester.

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Making my way towards the queens, and the notion of encountering her at the break of dawn had already instilled a sense of disdain within me. 'What can I do but to follow the instructions that are given to me by her'.

Upon reaching her chamber, I engaged in a mental fortification, exhaling a sigh of readiness before delicately announcing my presence with a composed knock, informing the queen of my arrival.

"Come in….". A slight high pitched voice was heard from the inside of the room. When the permission was given to me, I made my way in the room.

Upon entering the room, I was enveloped by an aura exuding power, pride and dominance. The air carried the potent fragrance of a formidable and empowered woman, capable of inducing a palpable vibrancy in anyone fortunate enough to be in her presence. There she is, sitting comfortably while chatting and having a nice breakfast with someone. "M-mother…." I called her out, gulping on my saliva.

When she came to notice of my presence, she gesture the omega beside her to be silent. She smiled mischievously while gesturing me to take the place in front of her. I took my place and directly started to dig into my breakfast. In the amidst of my breakfast, I took a quick glance at her and the omega beside her. He seems quite young, might be in his late twenties. Must be another toy'. I thought.

A profound silenced lingered, uninterrupted until the queen's ensuing words startled me from my contemplative stillness. "In light of today marking inception of your new academic semester, the prospect of reuniting with your friends must surely evoke excitement", she remarked sardonically, her tone laced with mockery— a familiar refrain aimed at underscoring my solitary existence.

Exasperated in her company, I retorted, " Y-yes and why you must inquire?" Annoyance permeated my words, fueled by the desire to swiftly exit the room and escape her constant reminders of my lack of solace.

"Why, is there an issue with a mother inquiring about her son's sentiments, hmm?" she retorted mischievously, a subtle suggestion of an ulterior motive lingering in her words.

Growing easily agitated with her veiled intentions, I snapped. "If there's something you seek from me, speak plainly!" Anger fueled my response, a culmination of frustration with her intricate mind games.

Unfazed, she smirked, acknowledging her dominance with a condescending " smart, aren't we?" My glare intensified, reaching a breaking point, until she finally relented, raising her hands in surrender.

"Fine, I'll come straight to the point." She conceded, signaling an end to the mockery and a promise of candid discourse.

"You might already be acquainted with sole omega prince of the Alyssum Kingdom," she began, her tone growing earnest. The mere mention of the prince caught me off guard.

"And what of him?" I inquired, my suspicion piqued. "He is slated to enroll in your university, pursuing a major in law, much like yourself," she elucidated, seeping my sense of confusion and unease.

What further astounded me was the enigma of why the Alyssum prince, a demographic known for their reluctance to venture beyond their borders, was choosing to grace our institution. In my recollection, such a deviation from their customary seclusion was an exceedingly rare occurrence, rendering the prospect of encountering someone from their realm.

Moreover, the kingdom is renowned for subjecting both alphas and omegas, even betas to identical training regimens, fostering the culture where dominant omegas are prevalent. This unconventional approach extends beyond their borders, as outsiders venturing in the realm are met with strong restrictions, prohibited from traversing the boundaries demarcated to safeguard the sanctity and protection of their omegas.

"Why are you divulging all this to me?" I inquired once more, attempting to unravel the purpose behind the revelation. However, the queen's subsequent words caught me off guard.

"I want you to entice him and orchestrate a marriage between the two of you, considering you are at the age suitable for such unions," she declared. Her words induced a momentary paralysis, and I found myself choking on my own saliva. The omega seated next to her hastily provided water as I recovered, unable to comprehend the audacious proportion.

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you even conscious of your words?" I exclaimed in disbelief, vehemently rejecting the preposterous suggestion of marrying the prince.

"I don't know where you conjured up this notion, but let me declare that I an vehemently opposed to such proposition," I asserted, resolutely dismissing the idea. "Furthermore, even if I were to entertain your suggestion, it's utterly implausible. Consider my standing and reputation within and beyond the confines of this kingdom. If the prince posses even a modicum of rationality, he would never entertain the notion of aligning himself with someone of my reputation."

"Ah~ listen to you with your grandiose words," she remarked dismissively. "But let me be be clear— one way or another, I hold the reins in determining your course of action. Your personal sentiments are of no consequence to me." Her words carried an air of dominance, the atmosphere thickening with the influence of her alpha pheromones.

The omega beside her visibly flinched, yet I remained unaffected. In response, I subtly emitted a trace of my own pheromones, observing as she, too, succumbed to their subtle influence. The poor omega was totally stuck between two dominant alphas, fighting for dominance.

"I won't comply with your expectations," I declared, my voice steeped in dark, commanding tone, before rising from my chair and exiting the room.

She gulped but maintained a façade of composure. "I anticipate your obedience, as you have always demonstrated before," she uttered grimly. I paused momentarily before continuing my departure.

The realization weighed heavily on me— I had no alternative but to abide by her commands. A frustrated sigh escaped me as I grappled with the inevitability of following her dictates, with a heavy, I proceeded towards the university.

To be continued....