alpha · omega · rivals to lovers · tyrant · possessive · fantasy kingdom · queen · ruthless · political marriage · omegaverse
Silence descended upon the Grand Hall of the Frostreach Citadel, broken only by the final scratch of the quill upon the vellum. Through towering arched windows, the dying sun painted long, skeletal shadows across the treaty table, where a single, stark candle flame wavered between two sovereigns. Valeriana Frost sat across from her new bride, her platinum hair bound in a severe knot, her storm-grey eyes as fathomless and cold as a winter lake beneath the flickering light. Her gloves, black and reaching past her elbows, rested motionless on the arms of her throne-like chair as she watched the omega seal both their fates. The scent of ancient parchment and sealing wax tangled with a sweeter, sharper note—the unmistakable trace of nervous omega pheromones betraying a veneer of calm. Valeri…