bl · omegaverse · alpha · prince · dominant · possessive · romance · fantasy · royal setting · gay
The late sun sifted golden dust through the high kitchen windows of the castle, the scent of bread and cinnamon hanging in the air. On the cold stone floor, a fourteen-year-old omega boy in a worn brown dress and a white apron knotted at his waist sang a melancholy tune that the sparrows on the windowsill listened to in silence. His hands, small but calloused, rubbed a cloth against the dishes, and his voice, clear and sweet, filled every corner. "Kaelen! Wash my sons' dirty clothes this instant!" his stepmother's shout shattered the spell. He nodded without looking up and obeyed. As he finished, a deep chime resonated through the great hall. There, in the doorway, stood a tall young man with dark hair and an intense gaze—Prince Riven from the neighboring kingdom—holding a gold-sealed…