"It's written in my fate, Luna," the alpha whispers, his fingers brushing the top of his omega's cheek. His thumb lingers, gently wiping away the tears that have fallen, as if trying to erase all the pain.
"What?" the omega whispers, his voice soft...
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"Have you seen the royal omega?"
The doe eyes widened slightly, while a soft giggle escaped his lips as he adjusted his blue hanbok, lifting it just enough to hurry down the back stairs, disappearing in a flurry of silk.
"No, Your Highness," the servant replied, her voice calm despite the playful glimmer in her eyes.
Taehyung nodded, turning away. As he walked past two maids, he heard their quiet giggles echo down the hallway, making it clear they knew where the elusive omega had gone. The alpha’s lips twitched into a knowing smile.
Taehyung moved down the hallway, his sharp eyes glancing into each room as he passed, his nose subtly searching for a particular scent. He knew he was getting closer when a faint trace of fragrant daphne reached him..a scent unmistakably tied to the missing omega.
At the end of the corridor, Taehyung paused outside the music room. A small, barely there smile touched his lips as the soft, unmistakable sound of tin, tin reached his ears. the delicate chime of the omega’s hand bracelet. He knew then that he had finally found him.
As Taehyung entered the room, gently pushing the door open, the golden sunlight spilled through the tall windows, casting a warm glow across the space. The room, though elegant and refined, held a certain intimacy, centered around a grand piano that lent an air of quiet sophistication. The soft lighting combined with the tasteful, understated décor created an atmosphere that was both regal and tranquil; the plush furniture, though undeniably luxurious, remained inviting, as if beckoning one to sit and linger in its peaceful embrace.
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It was a music room, a space often reserved for the royal omega, where he would retreat from the weight of courtly duties, finding solace in the serene melody of the keys beneath his fingers. The gentle hum of the room's stillness was almost tangible, interrupted only by the soft sound of Taehyung’s steps as he moved further inside. His eyes scanned the space carefully, though he saw no sign of the omega; yet, the faint scent of fragrant daphne still lingered, and Taehyung knew, with an unshakable certainty, that the omega was here, hidden just beyond his view.
Taehyung let a slow breath escape him before he spoke, his voice calm yet edged with authority, reverberating softly through the room. “Your Royal Highness, come out. the Emperor is waiting for you.” His words hung in the air, a gentle command that carried both patience and expectation.
