His Majesty (Slide Away)

4.

"When you meet the Queen, you will address her as 'your Majesty ', and kneel before her. You must remain on your knees for at least three seconds, your gaze on the floor. You must remember that every time you see the Queen, you must kneel to her like so. Failure to do so will result in a punishment." Jared explained as the car drove through the main road of the city.

Paul had to admit, it was difficult listening to the Alpha beside him. Everything else was too much of a distraction. Surrounding the car were shops; hundreds  of shops from what he could see, and they all looked so bright and colourful. Men and women walked around with smiles on their faces, either peering into the glass windows of said shops, talking to each other, or just simply walking.

He hadn't seen civilisation like this for years. Even then, being surrounded by people as a member of the Royal Family was admittedly different to an average day for anyone else. The Royals were made to be glamorous, to be role models. People acted different around them. Their purpose was not just to serve their people, but it was to give their people someone to admire, and to look up to. A Royal should be an icon to their Kingdom.

"You are to address her as ma'am at the end of short sentences, Omega." Jared spoke, glancing over to him and noticing that Paul's attention was not solely on him. His teeth clenched. "Omega, I will not tell you again-"

Out of nowhere, Jared was interrupted by screams once more, the sound of cameras violently clicking following soon after. Paul shot his attention back to the slightly blacked out windows, trying his best not to gasp when he noticed not just the large, iron gates in front of the vehicle he was in, but also the massive crowd surrounding the route through them.

Policemen tried to budge the crowd of people out of the way, pushing the press back with them, but the people just kept trying to push forward. 

As the car drove closer, Paul could see them smiling, waving in his direction as the gates opened and the car drove through. He knew that he shouldn't turn around, that he should keep his gaze focused ahead and stare instead at the large, dominating palace in-before him, but he just couldn't. He could still slightly hear the joyous screams and shouts, could see snippets of the flashing lights from behind.

His curiosity got the best of him, and without a second thought, Paul turned around, peering out through the blacked window of the car at the crowd that had gathered behind the gate. In the distance he could see more men and women wearing bright clothes; oranges, pinks and reds, as well as journalists in black suits.

A hand roughly grabbed his shoulder, ripping his curiosity away.

"Ah !" The boy yelped.

And then there was a slap, Jared's hand smacking the side of his face. Paul cried out that time, not expecting the fierce hand of the Alpha to meet his cheek.

"If you refuse to listen to me for any longer, Omega, then what your father informed you of will happen. I will report your unruly behaviour to Queen Elizabeth herself and she will have your punishment seen too immediately!" Jared told Paul, his voice angry and eyebrows furrowed in fury. "Do you hear me?"

Paul didn't respond, just gulped harshly.

"Do you hear me, Omega?!" The Alpha reiterated, much louder this time.

"Y-Yes Alpha..." Paul whispered out, fear having spread through his entire body.

"Good." The man turned forwards again, brushing his blazer down with his palms to rid of any stray hairs. "Now, face the front."

"Yes, Alpha." Paul did as he was told, listening as the man took a breath.

"As for your future husband..." Paul's gaze was now fixed on the blue, orange and white flags of Aquitaine that surrounded the path before him, terrified that Jared would report his actions to the Queen. Or worse, his future husband. "You will address him as Alpha. Now, you had a choice between Sir, Your Royal Highness, and Alpha, and I chose Alpha for you. But of course, this is just for the meantime. Prince John will choose your name for him once the two of you are married."

Prince John...

He felt a lump appear at the back of his throat once more at the thought, and the car soon came to a smooth stop.

He was terrified.

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Your Majesty, kneel, 5 seconds.

End in Ma'am

Paul repeated the words in his head as he followed Jared over to the large, black doors, that had clearly been where they were for centuries. Two guards, both wearing dark Orange, knee length tunics with gold on the front, began to open the inconvenient blockage, and Paul felt his heart beating in his throat once more.

In an instant, Paul could see inside. The first thing his eyes fixed upon was the woman ahead of him, her light orange gown dazzling in the presence of the daylight behind him. She was stood in front of a grand staircase, the object stretching probably up to the height of two double decker buses, and a huge crown was on top of her brown, tied up hair. After a few more steps into the Palace, he noticed more people; specifically two young girls to the left of her, both wearing lilac dresses that stretched to their ankles.

But the one person that really caught his eye was the handsome young man standing at the other side of the Queen. Suddenly, he barely cared to look at anyone else, his eyes desperate to fixate upon that tall, beautiful Alpha.

"Omega." A sharp, feminine voice spoke, the noise echoing through the halls.

The strong smell of Alpha in the room finally reached him, and he suddenly felt almost dizzy at the sensation. But nevertheless, Paul kept his eyes locked onto the woman before him. She really was intimidating, her posture straight and eyes daring.

Paul remembered what he had to do, hadn't really been able to forget, and with a secretive deep breath, his eyes fell to the floor. From there, he slowly dropped down onto one knee, hesitantly letting the other join it.

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4

It was degrading, being knelt on the floor;  Alpha's and Beta's surrounding him like he was their pray.

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2

He supposed he was, after all.

1

Paul rose to his feet again, slowly, immediately meeting the Queen's glaring gaze once more.

"Your Majesty..."