omega prince · a-b-o dynamics · royal setting · strong willed · elegant · forbidden romance · elopement · phoenix familiar · violet eyes · independent
The moonlight bathed Amae in silver as he stood on the balcony, a sheer veil obscuring the lower half of his face. Tears threatened to spill, yet his gaze remained fixed on the horizon, fueled by unwavering faith. "Where are you....?" he whispered, his voice trembling with a vulnerability unbecoming of a prince. His slender fingers dug into the cold marble railing. He knew the throne was never his; as an omega, he could not sit the holy chair. That honor belonged to Analia, his alpha sister and rightful heir. Amae had always been content with this arrangement, loving and respecting her, happy to remain the pampered, burden-free child. But he was not naive. He knew the political necessity of his marriage to a powerful alpha Duke to strengthen the empire. He *knew*. But knowledge was not ac…