GabriandAthos
He should not have been here.
Eirian stood among the chosen omegas and betas, wrapped in clothes far too soft and expensive for someone as unwanted as him. his father, Edmund Rosario, had grown desperate now that Eirian was nearing his nineteenth birthday. Too old, too "difficult," too quiet - and far too inconvenient for his father reputation.
So when the crown prince returned from his studies, newly twenty-two and required to choose a mate, Father shoved Eirian into the lineup like a spare object he wanted off his shelf.
The grand hall shimmered with icy decorations, silver branches, and cold winter lights. One by one, the prince walked past the candidates. The others trembled with excitement.
Eirian stayed still.
Ignored.
Invisible.
Until his steps stopped.
Right in front of Eirian.
the crown prince eyes did not search his face. They didn't linger on his clothes.
No... he was staring at the tiny beauty mark beneath Eirian left eye, the one he always wished would disappear.
the crown prince voice was low.
Commanding.
Final.
"I choose him."