Transcending Fate (Transmigrated to an Otome Game)

The Journey Home

The carriages rolled smoothly over the cobbled roads, the rhythmic clattering of hooves providing a steady backdrop to the travelers' thoughts.

Alaric, seated beside Lucian, gazed out the window, the lush countryside passing by in a blur of green and gold. His thoughts wandered back to Duke Cederic and Priest Gabriel. A warmth spread through him at the thought of seeing them again.Also he missed his father.

Lucian's voice broke through his reverie. "Alaric, are you all right?" The crown prince's tone was gentle, his blue eyes filled with concern.

Alaric turned to face him, offering a small smile. "Yes, Your Highness...I mean Lucian..Just thinking about home."

Lucian nodded, his expression softening. "We'll be there soon. I know you must miss your family."

The journey went smoothly, with Alaric often engaging in light conversations with Julian who doesn't cause any problem yet.

Julian, however, was more focused on impressing Lucian, frequently showing acts of kindness by tending to the guards, hoping to earn the prince's favor.

Elias, on the other hand, always made Alaric uneasy with his intense gaze and cryptic remarks, leaving him feeling on edge. Despite this, they exchanged small talk, albeit strained.

The more time Alaric spent with Lucian, the more he realized that the prince was far more complex than he had initially thought from his game knowledge.

This was no longer a game; it was his reality, and each character had their own unique personality that differed from the game. Alaric knew he couldn't rely solely on his previous knowledge and felt a growing desire to truly understand the people around him—his father, friends, Lucian, and even Cederic and Gabriel, whom he admired deeply. As a gay man, Alaric found himself particularly intrigued by Lucian,Cederic and Gabriel, eager to learn more about them beyond their game personas.

A comfortable silence settled between them, and Alaric allowed himself to relax. Despite the tensions of their journey, he felt safe with Lucian.

The carriages traveled steadily, and soon they entered the dense forest that marked the border of their kingdom. The tall trees cast dappled shadows over the path, creating a sense of enclosure. Alaric watched the scenery change, a sense of familiarity and relief washing over him.

"We're almost home," Lucian said, his voice carrying a note of satisfaction.

As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, casting a warm glow over the landscape, the carriages emerged from the forest. Ahead, the spires and rooftops of their kingdom's capital city came into view. The sight filled Alaric with a sense of belonging and anticipation.

Upon reaching the city gates, they were greeted by a contingent of guards and officials. Alaric's heart swelled with pride as he saw the familiar faces of his father's advisors among them. The carriages came to a halt, and Alaric stepped out, stretching his legs and taking in the sights and sounds of home.

Lucian joined him, his presence commanding respect and admiration from those around them. "Welcome back, Alaric," he said with a warm smile.

Alaric returned the smile, his eyes scanning the crowd for familiar faces. His heart leapt as he spotted his father among the gathered crowd. With a joyful cry, Alaric ran to him, and they embraced tightly.

"Father, I've missed you so much," Alaric murmured, his voice choked with emotion.He felt the emotions that he always missed.

His father hugged him tightly, his voice filled with relief and warmth. "Welcome home, my son. We've all missed you."