Transcending Fate (Transmigrated to an Otome Game)

Arrival in the Kingdom Capital

The journey through the neighboring kingdom had been tranquil, days passing without incident as they finally arrived in the kingdom's capital.

The city, though architecturally different, exuded its own beauty, a charming contrast to their homeland. Refreshed and presentable, they prepared to enter the palace, thankful for the smooth journey that spared them any embarrassment or conflict, particularly with Julian.

Alaric found solace in the time spent with Prince Lucian, their camaraderie deepening as they shared stories of childhood antics and personal quirks. Lucian's humor and warmth endeared him further to Alaric, strengthening their bond into what felt like a genuine friendship.

The grand welcome at the palace greeted them warmly, with Duke Julian's father personally extending his hospitality.

After the formalities, they were escorted to their respective chambers
The palace rooms assigned to them were luxurious, fit for royalty, offering comfort and elegance. They were instructed to rest, knowing that the following night would be the birthday celebration, a significant event.

Alaric, after settling in his room, bid his servant to rest as well, ensuring everything he needed was at hand before taking a refreshing bath.

Meanwhile, Elias, ever enigmatic, disappeared into the palace, his movements shrouded in mystery.

Julian, after ensuring Elias was occupied elsewhere, sought out his father. Emotions surfaced as he embraced his father tightly, his eyes betraying a vulnerability rarely seen. "Father," he began, his voice laden with unspoken turmoil, "they treated me well here. It's just..." His father's gentle inquiry prompted Julian to continue, "There was a misunderstanding with the Marquess's son. Nothing serious."

Duke Julian Sr. listened with paternal concern, brushing Julian's hair tenderly. "My dear angelic child," he comforted, "your heart is so pure. If he were from our kingdom, he wouldn't dare hurt you." Julian managed a small smile, touched by his father's unwavering support. "It's all right, Father. I miss you," he admitted softly.

"I miss you too, my son," Duke Julian Sr. replied warmly, urging Julian to rest. "I've had everything prepared just as you like it. Make yourself at home. Now, I must meet with His Majesty; the Crown Prince returns today."

Julian's eyes twitched imperceptibly at the mention of the Crown Prince's return, bidding farewell to his father as they went their separate ways.

Deep within the palace, in a grand room adorned with opulence, a young man with silver hair and a commanding presence lounged in a luxurious swimming pool. His strong, lean physique exuded power, his sharp features reflecting an air of royalty. A maid, pouring him wine nervously,flustered and trying to maintain her composure, was quickly dismissed with a commanding voice.

As the maid scurried away, the young man closed his eyes, a serene smile gracing his lips. "Soon, little kitten," he murmured to himself, thoughts lingering on someone special.

Imagining as if the person who is currently pounding on his dick is non other that little kitten, white skin pink fluffy hair, he groaned and suddenly he heard some nasty voice "" Ahh! ... Prince yes.. Yes! " . He gripped that man by his neck and put him face down "Shut up. " Causing shiver go down that man body.
He closed his eyes and again if imagining something pounded hard again and again as if  was releasing something he has controlled for many days.
"Ah!... " Releasing, the man below was going to lose consciousness.
He commanded "Get rid of this thing. ".After that he smiled and enjoyed his bath.

Amidst the palace's bustling activities, each character contemplated their own thoughts and preparations for the upcoming festivities, their hearts and minds entwined with anticipation and intrigue.