Se connecterThe next morning, Izuku woke up alone in his immense quarters.
Even if the large bed the omega was on had to be the most comfortable bed he had ever tried, Izuku hadn't slept well at all. How could he possibly, with everything going on?
He had kept remembering what had happened yesterday in the King's quarters all night long. He couldn't get the alpha's crimson eyes out of his mind, the way they looked right into his soul and how it made his whole blood freeze and his breathing stop.
He just couldn't forget how Katsuki had effortlessly pinned him to the bed and made him fully submit with a simple growl, rendering him completely powerless and helpless, at the utter mercy of absolutely anything the alpha desired to do to him and his body...
It was so terrifying and Izuku trembled at the simple thought of it. He had to take deep breathes only to not let tears flow out of his emerald eyes, using all of his might to not cry now and then.
He couldn't afford to break down now, he had to stay strong.
He got out of bed and was about to head toward his private bathroom, when he heard a knock on his door. Instantly his heart started to beat faster and fright slowly set inside him. Another knock could be heard before the door opened, unexpectedly revealing a young women.
"Pardon my intrusion, prince. The King has asked me to prepare you." She said as she respectfully bowed her head and Izuku felt immense relief it wasn't the Crimson King, but he nonetheless carefully observed the new comer, taking in sight her appearance. She had big brown eyes and pink cheeks; she seemed to be beta and, by the clothes she was wearing, she had to be a servant.
"I'm Ochaco and I've been assigned as your personal servant." She explained and Izuku slightly frowned at the information. Of course Katsuki wouldn't leave him unsupervised, the alpha had also probably assigned guards to watch over him...
"I see. Nice to meet you." The green haired boy answered and Ochaco smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, prince. I will run a bath for you." She stated before disappearing into the bathroom.
Izuku was used to servants helping him to bath and dress; after all, he was royalty; but he wasn't used to this much special treatment. All the lotions Ochaco was using seemed utterly expensive, like nothing he had ever seen. The servant meticulously washed every part of Izuku's body, not leaving any place untouched and making sure the omega's skin was oh so soft at the touch. She brushed and combed his green hair until his unruly curls were absolutely perfect, flawlessly falling around his angelic face.
"These are the clothes the King has requested for you to wear, prince." Ochaco informed as she started to dress Izuku. The clothes were made of the finest and rarest fabrics the omega had ever worn and he wondered just how expensive they had to be. It perfectly fitted around his body, as if it was made for him, showing off his curves and emphasizing his beauty. The jewelry coming with the clothes were made of gold and emerald stones, reminding and bringing out the color of his eyes.
Ochaco was rendered speechless as she looked at Izuku. "You look breathtaking..." She breathed out, understanding why the Crimson King would want this specific omega to be his this much. Izuku softly blushed at the compliment and was about to thank her, when a deep voice suddenly interrupted him.
"Is he still not ready?"
Someone asked and Izuku instantly recognized the dominant tone, his blood running cold at the sound of it. His emerald eyes landed on the Crimson King standing in his quarter and his breathing instinctively hitched, memories of yesterday flooding his mind.
"M-my king, we just finished." Ochaco stammered in a small voice. She looked terrified of the powerful alpha and was avoiding his crimson orbs at all cost.
"Good. Leave us." Katsuki ordered the servant and Ochaco didn't waste time to obey and disappear. Izuku suddenly felt his heart dangerously race in his chest, fear spreading in his whole being. The Crimson King looked even more intimidating than yesterday now that he had his red cloak on his shoulders and a sword fastened to his side...
Izuku didn't want to be alone with him, not again. Who knows what he would do to him this time...
"Don't be so scared, I won't try anything today." Katsuki said as he approached the green haired boy and Izuku's stomach tightened. Asking him not to be scared was simply impossible. Katsuki had tried to rape him and then left him alone in tears, without any word of comfort.
"How could I possibly believe you?" Izuku warily asked, forcing his voice to not tremble. He stiffened as Katsuki stopped right in front of him, towering over him and reminding him just how much defenseless he was against the alpha. Dominance was oozing out of the King and it was taking Izuku everything he had only to not let his instincts make him submit.
"You can't." Katsuki simply answered before reaching out a hand to Izuku's face, the sudden touch making the omega flinch and his breathing hitch. But he nonetheless didn't move as Katsuki softly caressed his cheek, nor did he averted his gaze from the alpha's intimidating crimson orbs.
Katsuki contently hummed as he looked Izuku up and down. "You look stunning." He complimented in a low deep voice that made a shiver run down the omega's spine. Izuku held his breath as Katsuki slowly trailed his hand down to his neck, his heart starting to beat loudly as the alpha softly brushed his sensitive scent glands with his thumb.
"When is your next heat?" The King asked. He couldn't take his eyes off the delicate scent glands on Izuku's sensual neck. Seeking his fangs there would feel so nice; his mark would look oh so perfect on the omega's irresistible nape...
Izuku was petrified at the question. He knew what would happen during his heat and it absolutely terrified him. He would be utterly vulnerable then and he wasn't ready for this.
"I asked you a question." Katsuki repeated in a firmer voice and Izuku almost flinched in response. He nervously bit the flesh of his bottom lips, his heart racing in his chest, before finally answering.
"In two weeks..." He whispered.
Katsuki smirked. It wasn't in a long time and he was pleased. "Good. I'll mark you then. I don't like people not knowing what belongs to me." The alpha possessively stated, feeling the intense need to claim the beautiful omega under his eyes the sooner possible, before someone else did.
"I do not belong to you." Izuku unexpectedly stated, his emerald eyes defiantly holding Katsuki's gaze. A satisfied smirk grazed the alpha's lips in response and an amused glow shined inside his crimson orbs.
He had made the omega broke into tears only yesterday and there he was already defying him again. Izuku certainly was interesting.
"You do, and you'll understand it soon..." Katsuki lowly murmured into Izuku's ear, his warm breath brushing against the omega's skin and causing him to shiver. These simple words pronounced in such a tone were enough to completely silence Izuku. It made him understand his fate was inevitable and fear swirled inside him.
Katsuki looked satisfied with the lack of response of Izuku. He finally removed his hand from the omega's neck before speaking out.
"You'll accompany me to my meetings, today."
Azalia woke up in the comfort of her bed with silky sheets surrounding her. She could feel the warmth of a body behind her, what had to be Melech's arms wrapped around her waist. They had gone to bed late last night. The banquet after her coronation had lasted a long time, but Azalia had had a lot of fun talking with different guests and gossiping with Esther. She had enjoyed watching Esther playing hard to get with the Yarok prince, unlike Yael, who had tried seducing Nehorai the whole evening... without any success. Azalia didn't know how things had ended but she was pretty sure that she had seen Esther and Nehorai disappear together at some point. Esther would have to tell her all the details of what had happened between them the next time they saw each other. Knowing Esther, she already had the Yarok prince wrapped around her finger. Her thoughts were interrupted by sultry kisses being pressed onto her nape and shoulders. She hummed in contentment, the Adom Queen baring her neck
"Azalia!" Someone calling out her name made Azalia turn around, her face instantly breaking into a smile as her eyes landed on her friend. "Esther." She hugged the Kesef princess. "I'm so glad you came." She was the person she had been looking forward to seeing again the most among all the guests, after her mother, of course. "Me, too." Esther held her tight before letting her go so that they could look at each other. "I missed you." She smiled at Azalia. She looked gorgeous in a silver dress that hugged her body just right. It made her eyes stand out even more. "Writing letters is not the same as seeing each other." "I agree." Azalia sighed. Writing to each other was better than nothing, but it didn't allow them to talk about private things and paled compared to a real conversation face to face. That's why Azalia was overjoyed that Esther had come for her coronation. They were at the banquet hall right now. All the people who held a high status in the Adom Kingdom were mingling wi
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Azalia couldn't believe that today was the day she would be crowned Queen of the Adom Kingdom. She had always known she would become Queen one day, but she had thought she would be the Queen of the Lavan Kingdom, not of the Adom Kingdom. Not that she minded, on the contrary. The Adom Kingdom was the most powerful in the land, and she knew she would always hold an important status in the Lavan Kingdom no matter what happened. With Melech by her side as the Adom King, she had everything she could ever ask for. "How do you feel, princess?" Temira asked her while brushing her hair. "Are you excited?" She was making sure Azalia would look her best for her coronation. It was important since people coming from all over the land would be there to see her. "I'm a little nervous but mostly excited, yes," She answered her friend and attendant. It was only natural she would feel some stress before such a big event. She couldn't afford to mess anything up. "I'm sure everything will go well," T
Azalia felt her heart race inside her chest as she looked at the Lavan escort approaching the Adom castle. It was constituted of several soldiers and a few servants, the Lavan Queen herself as well as two of her advisors leading the way. Azalia could also recognize the Lavan general Barak following them, but she didn't pay him any mind as all of her attention was fully focused on Queen Astera. "Mother!" She ran to her as soon as the Lavan Queen got off her horse. "Azalia." They exchanged a hug in front of everyone, neither of them caring about proper manners at the moment. They hadn't seen each other in so long. "My treasure." Queen Astera's voice slightly wavered as she held her daughter close to her. "I missed you. It's so good to see you." "Me, too." Azalia was close to tears. Only years of training prevented her from crying in front of so many people, but being back in her mother's arms was making her feel too emotional for words. She wasn't a little girl anymore, but her mother
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Azalia barely saw Melech the few days that followed. It seemed like the Adom King was incredibly busy at the moment. There had been two more cases of people being found dead in the Adom Kingdom, another Yarok woman and a Kesef man this time, which was really worrying. There also was the fact that Az
The next morning, Azalia woke up alone and disoriented. She slowly sat up, the Lavan princess sleepily taking in her surroundings, when her sapphire eyes slightly widened as she realised where she was:The Adom King's bed, that is.Her pale cheeks turned a soft pink as she remembered what had happened
"I have to say, your personal guard truly is handsome." Shai said as she combed Azalia's long white hair, a dreamy sigh escaping her lips at the thought of the knight.As every morning, she and Temira were taking care of Azalia, helping her to bath and to get dressed. It had been a few days since Aza







