Transcending Fate (Transmigrated to an Otome Game)

Journey to the Kingdom

The luxurious carriage set off on its journey, carrying Alaric and Prince Lucian through the beautiful empire.

The interior was spacious and elegant, with plush seats and a mini bar in one corner, stocked with refreshments and fine wine.

Alaric settled into his seat, trying to focus on the passing scenery outside instead of the presence of Lucian beside him. Despite his efforts, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

After a while, Alaric turned toward Lucian, meeting his gaze. "Your Highness, would you like some wine or refreshments?" he asked, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.

Lucian had been observing Alaric, noting his reserved demeanor. When Alaric offered to serve him, Lucian nodded. "Yes, please."

Alaric carefully selected some cookies and arranged them on a plate, then poured a glass of wine. He handed them to Lucian, who accepted them with a small smile. "Help yourself as well," Lucian suggested.

Reluctantly, Alaric took some cookies and started munching on them, his demeanor softening slightly. Lucian poured a cup of wine for Alaric, handing it to him. "This will help lighten your mood."

Forgetting his low tolerance for alcohol, Alaric took a sip and finished it.
A blush quickly spread across his cheeks, and he began to smile more freely.

As the carriage rolled past a picturesque waterfall, Alaric's eyes lit up. "Look, Lucian! It's so pretty," he exclaimed, his excitement reminiscent of a child seeing the world for the first time.

Lucian chuckled and leaned forward, his figure enveloping Alaric. Alaric turned, surprised by the sudden closeness. Lucian's handsome face and intense eyes were mere inches away.

"Yes, it's beautiful," Lucian agreed, his gaze shifting to Alaric's eyes. Alaric's mind buzzed, and before he knew it, he blurted out, "You... you are handsome too.". Alaric has played this game a lot and he like all prince, duke and priest. In the lonely time they have become his partners, he likes them.

In his slightly inebriated state, Alaric reached out and lightly tapped Lucian's cheek as if to check if he was real and smiled.
A blush crept onto Lucian's ears. He was confused why such a simple touch and Alaric's innocent, watery gaze stirred emotions within him that he had never felt before.

Lucian quickly backed away, trying to maintain his composure. Meanwhile, Alaric turned back to the window, his bright eyes taking in the scenery with renewed excitement.

As noon approached, the carriage neared another city in their kingdom, where they would stay for the night.

Gradually, Alaric's energy waned, and he began to feel tired. His eyes slowly closed, and he drifted off to sleep. Lucian glanced over, watching Alaric's pretty sleeping face with a slight pout and long eyelashes fluttering gently. Scooting closer, Lucian carefully moved Alaric's head onto his lap, ensuring he slept comfortably.

As the carriage continued its journey, Lucian gently caressed Alaric's hair. His thoughts swirled, and he began to realize the depth of his feelings for Alaric.

The connection he felt was undeniable, and with each passing moment, his resolve to understand and explore these emotions grew stronger.