His Majesty (Slide Away)

55.

The ceremony had been concluded with a large, celebratory meal, which was followed by the guests and more all joining together in the ballroom for a party. The party had just started, a pianist playing jazz on an organ and Alphas, Beta's and Omega's all dancing together. There were capes twirling around everywhere.

Paul didn't do much dancing, he rather sat on a seat in the corner of the room, Pyramus on his knee as he waited for John to return. The future king had been accompanying Julia in putting the young princesses to bed. It was something that John was very glad to do, wanting his sisters and mother to bond more.

Loud laughter could suddenly be heard from beside Paul, and when the new Prince looked to his left, he noticed Victoria and her husband, David, laughing with eachother. She wore a long silver ball gown that stopped just above her ankles, her blue kitten heels lifting it a up off the floor a good amount so she did not trip. It had silver sequins elegantly placed on the shoulders, though the rest was plane. It was beautiful.

He wanted to call them over, but he was nervous. He wasn't sure why he was nervous, it wasn't his first time seeing them.

In the end he figured that he was just nervous because this would be Paul's first interaction with anyone who wasn't John since he was crowned. He was just not sure how people would react and that made him nervous.

But sooner or later, he would find out.

"Victoria!" Paul called, and the woman immediately stopped laughing, looking around as she clinged to David's sides.

In the end it was David who noticed Paul, nudging Victoria gently and nodding towards Paul with a cough. When she noticed Paul, a smile appeared on her face once more.

The two of them, holding eachother's waists, made their way over to Paul, slowly. Once they approached him, they stopped, separating to bow their heads each.

"Your highness." Victoria addressed him, and Paul felt a chill go through his body.

He had not been called 'your highness' in almost five years. It felt... Odd, especially coming from another Omega.

"Please..." He began, rather quietly. "Still call me Paul. I- I know a part of the reason I wanted this tile was to be addressed as royalty... But you're royalty too, Victoria." Paul explained, sweetly. "We're equal."

The woman smiled even brighter.

"You know, Paul. If there was one thing my crazy son of a bitch aunt did right, it was pairing my little brother with you." She smiled. "You are a sweetheart, my dear."

Paul chuckled, sweetly. "Thank you."

"You want a drink, Paul?" David asked.

"A drink?" Paul asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "I- I can't drink..."

David and Victoria began to laugh.

"Paul, you have just been made 'Prince Paul of Aquitaine.' Sure, Omega's aren't technically allowed to drink alcohol... But you're not just any Omega, Paul, you're an Omega Prince." David pointed out, speaking loudly above the music. "Now, I think you deserve a drink..."

"Yeah!" Victoria agreed. "I drink all the time! Nobody ever put me in prison."

The three laughed, fondly.

"Vicky... I hope you're not trying to get my Prince drunk?" Another voice piped up, and Paul immediately recognised it as John's.

He turned around, smiling widely as he saw the tall man approach the group. At the sight of John Pyramus jumped off Paul's lap with a long meow and rushed straight up to John's feet. The Prince leant down to pick him up.