The Moon Blooms At The Desert [Under Editing]

The Proposal

Maria, a great and nice kingdom in Arab. The king, Grisha has two omegas children, Eren and Mikasa. The first child, Eren, is about to reach his potential age, so Grisha arranged a proposal to southern kingdom.

In a nice and warm day, the prince with princess Arabian dress rushed to the throne room and opened the door harshly. He bowed in front of his father with sulking face.

"Dad, how come you're doing this to me? I won't married that horse-face. He is bastard, unmanly, and the most important, he has a horse-face."

"But son, you almost reach your potential marriage age, we only want the best for you," Grisha replied, looking at his first child and the heir of the kingdom.

"Just because I'm the heir and the potential omega doesn't mean you can decide my life. I won't marry him. You hear me?"

"Clear enough, boy. Listen, don't be stubborn and accept that proposal. We need the next king to fill the position and your mother wants to hold the grandchildren."

"Then ask Mikasa to marry first. She is already got the alpha, right?"

"Eren Yeager, she will be the queen of Sina and the last hope for Maria is only you. Please understand the condition."

"If I say no it means no! I won't accept it till I die. Mom, please. I don't want this arranged marriage."

"Your father is right, Eren. You're the only hope for our kingdom," Carla replied softly. Eren rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Why no one in this castle can understand me? That horse-face is not my mate and you force me to marry him? I rather die than marry that filthy prince."

"It's the last straw, boy! Get back to your room and rethink it again!" Grisha yelled.

"I hate you, Dad!" he cried. He ran out from the throne room, leaving his parents who tired with the prince's behavior.

"Dear, I think you're too hard to Eren. He's only 23."

"Carla, that's the ideal age for him to get married. And you're too soft to him, spoil him like that."

"I'm not spoil him. Calm down and we'll talk about it later. We can't force him like that. He has right to choose his mate."

"You're right. I need to cool down my mind. Where is Mikasa?"

"In her room, her heat has begin since this morning. Armin almost lost control when he visited her."

"Too bad. Did she take her suppressant?"

"Yeah, she did. But when she is around with her alpha, it won't effective."

"That's true. Anyway, I want Mikasa get married soon, after Eren of course. But how to persuade that boy to..."

"Stop talking about marriage and eat some sorbets."

In Eren's room, the prince crying on his bed, cursing his father and the arranged marriage.

"I hate to be an omega and a prince. They always said I must be the example for the citizen. Bullshit, I'd prefer tk be a thug rather than a prince. "

He layind his head on the pillow, looking at the ceiling and started crying again. Suddenly he woke up, wiped his tears, took out all the blankets he had and tangled them into a long trail. He tied the one side on his bed leg and threw the rest, he wore his hood and put off his accessories, then climbing down till he stepped the land, and ran as fast as he could. Sometimes he hid from the guards who passing and ran again.

'Good bye, Mom, Dad. I won't come back for a long time.'