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It was a cloudy day. The sunlight barely passes through the heavy mist, causing the capital of Vellioris to bathe in a cold, opaque hue. The fog that rose over the city seemed to reflect the state of mind of the citizens. A tension that hung in the air and that was something different from what they were used to, after all, the capital was expecting that a long and intense conflict would come to an end soon but many still didn’t know if it was a good thing or not.

Vellioris was a divided land, always a stage for disputes between the two races that lived there. On one side, Vollachia, the capital of the humans, a growing city full of innovations. On the other, Elior, the capital of the elves, once thought to be mysterious and magical beings, but to many from the other side, they were nothing more than bloodthirsty monsters. Different races, who according to the ancient history books Jaehyun loved to read as a child, had once been united despite their differences. Even with a significant green 'barrier' creating a border between the two capitals, the two kinds of people communicated and grew together, forging pathways from one side to the other, acting like they were really one. However, at some point, that union shattered. Their relations deteriorated and over the years conflicts began to arise and became constant. Something that ranged from heated discussions to bloodshed. Constant conflicts and disputes that eventually led to wars. Countless years of fighting that never resulted in a clear winner, only in senseless losses of their citizens' lives, lands, resources and growth. Losses that would cause people to create great hatred for each other.

Peace has always been transitory, a fleeting moment. It was something non-literal and only achieved from time to time when both sides had lost too much to continue fighting but once recovered, the cycle would begin again, endlessly.

This time, however, it was different. It was something that had been happening ever since Jaehyun’s father had taken the position as the leader of the capital of Vollachia. 

An unexpected rise. 

Since Jaehyun had understood himself as a person, his parents had been striving to gain enough prominence in the court. House Jeong was not very popular, but still, their tactics and ideas were easily adopted by the council, which gave them a name — a name that grew until his father secured a seat among the nobles that advised the Head Alpha. That could have been the stopping point. His family was already well-established in the court, enough to have a satisfactory life in the years to come, but his parents’ ambition didn’t seem to end there. The leaders of House Jeong still had other plans.

Both Jaehyun's parents longed for an end to that never-ending conflict. Despite having roles in past endeavors against the elves themselves. They believed that a union of the two capitals would only bring benefits to that war-torn kingdom or at least that was the message they wanted to convey with the idea of a ceasefire. They knew how damaging the whole situation was for both sides and when the Head Alpha had fallen due to a serious illness, it was the moment they found to take command. There were no heirs to question their ascension, but it also didn't mean that everyone in the capital accepted it at first. Still, they had enough support to remain in power legitimately. They promised that they would forge a new path for the capital and the whole kingdom.

~ 

Jaehyun sat on the bed as soon as he heard the doors to his chambers opening. He blinked a few times until the blurriness in his eyes completely disappeared. His dark brown hair was probably messy, and his nightgown was falling off his shoulders. A sight completely unworthy of the prince title he held. Not that he liked it at all.

“My prince!” Ten, his companion, hurried into the chamber followed by maids holding boxes with very eye-catching decorative ribbons. “I hope I didn’t scare you.”

“You could have knocked first.” Jaehyun rolled his eyes. “Have you already forgotten what day it is?”

The blonde simply shook his head.

“Never, my prince. I will never forget your Name Day.” The omega smiled at him and pointed to the maids. “As you can see, a few houses from the court have already sent their gifts for you.”

Jaehyun just sighed.

“I can see that. Anything interesting?”

“Maybe the one from House Choi”

He winked from the corner of his eye at Jaehyun who just rolled his eyes. Ever since House Jeong came to power, House Choi has been interested in intertwining their houses and with Jaehyun now being old enough to marry, it's clear that the alphas of House Choi wouldn't miss the opportunity to court him. Even when Jaehyun had made it clear that he had no interest in the members of that house. Most of them were alphas more than twenty years older than him, and the younger ones were still children.

"Well, you already know which ones to reject."

"Yes my prince, but Mother Jeong said to bring them all to you this time."

"Uh? Why is that?"

"I don't know." The companion shrugged. “Maybe it’s best if you get ready and go meet her along with your brothers. Princes Jaemin and Sion are already with her, and she wants to speak with you before joining Head Alpha for today’s arrangements. It’s an important day after all, not just for your Name Day, my prince.”

“Did they really keep that meeting for today?”

Ten just nodded. It was no surprise though. Jaehyun's parents were very focused on finishing all diplomatic agreements with Elior's leaders. They spend intense months of talks in the royal council hall. His parents were so focused on achieving that dream of 'peace' that not even their son's name day would stop them from getting where they want. Jaehyun just sighed.

"Can't do much about it, I guess."

Ten just looked at him sympathetically.

“I’ve prepared a hot bath, if that makes you feel better.”

Jaehyun smiled lightly at the other omega.

"Thanks."

The omega slowly stood up and with a light sigh, he headed towards the bath, trying to ignore the turmoil in the back of his mind. The hot water eased the tense muscles, but it didn't ease those thoughts. It was his nineteenth Name Day. For an omega in Vollachia that meant he was ready to enter into marriage arrangements. His mother's simple gesture of sending all the gifts, even the unwanted ones, to his chambers was a sign that she was already thinking about something on that matter.

Jaehyun knew what that title of prince meant to his family. He was constantly reminded of the duties he would have ever since they ascended. But when he looked in the mirror in front of the bathtub, Jaehyun didn't see the prince everyone expected him to be. He still saw himself as a low-ranking young noble who grew up in a city north of the capital and had no desire for greatness. 

Ten was waiting for him with his clothing choices, for some reason the blonde had chosen more exposed clothing for that day which made Jaehyun raise his eyebrow at him as he tried on the pieces.

“Isn’t that too revealing?” He asked as he ran his hand over the collar of his shirt that left the lines of his chest well exposed. “I’m not used to this.”

“It’s your nineteenth Name Day, my prince.” Ten smiled. “It’s time for you to show what you’ve been hiding.”

“Ten, we won't be sneaking out today. It would be troublesome.” He rolled his eyes as he took the garment off his body. “A more formal outfit is enough, It’s to see mother after all.”

“Guess you're right. Although I think Head Omega wouldn't mind if you start to use more appealing clothes.”

“I don't really want all eyes on me. I fear I'll have more than enough today.”

“You’re right.”

Jaehyun just nodded as he put new clothes on his pale skin. His clothes were always made of the finest materials. Mostly black and red tones with golden adornments that highlighted his image. 

“I still think you would look better showing some skin. At least your collarbones.” Ten said with a smile on his face. “Regardless, you look beautiful. Happy Name Day.”

Jaehyun accepted the compliment and just smiled slightly at the reflection of his figure in the mirror.

"Thanks. Should we go?”

“Yes, my prince. Head Omega must already be impatient.” 

Ten bowed slightly, signaling that he was ready to accompany him.

His mother was the first one he saw as soon as he arrived at the hall. She was at the head of the table, gaze fixed on her teacup and her expression soft and almost distant. As if she had a thousand other thoughts running through her mind. Jaemin, one of his younger brothers, quickly got up from his post next to the Head Omega and ran towards Jaehyun for a hug.

“Jae!”

He said in a happy tone and Jaehyun just returned the hug.

“Hi, Nana. Good morning."

“Happy Name Day.” 

"Thanks."

He stroked his brother's black hair. 

“Jaehyun.” She stood up and gave him a warm smile while opening her arms. Jaehyun knew what that meant and walked over to hug her. “Happy Name Day, my dear.” She cupped his cheeks as if admiring his features. “I can’t believe it’s already your nineteenth.”

The omega bit his lip slowly.

"Neither do I."

“Come, sit down. I asked the servants to prepare a special breakfast just for you.” 

She pointed to that table full of fruits, breads, pies and other delicacies that the omega liked. She knew his taste very well. They sat side by side and Jaehyun heard a voice on the other side of the table.

“Happy Name Day.”

Sion smiled without showing his teeth because he had a bagel in his mouth and would clearly be reprimanded by their mother if he demonstrated any more lack of etiquette. Jaehyun was never a big fan of the way his mother tried to mold the young alpha. 

“Where’s father and Joong?”

Head Omega only gave him an apprehensive look.

“Sorry darling, you’re not supposed to meet your father until later at the ball. Tonight.” She stroked his hair. “...and your brother is taking care of the preparations. He’s very excited about everything you know how he is.” She laughed lightly. “Today is a very important day for our government too, do you know why?”

Jaehyun sighed, a light weight forming in his chest upon hearing those words. She was there to talk about politics and not about him. There were rare moments when both his parents showed interests other than maintaining a balance of their power. They were great at that task, but what Jaehyun missed was people to truly support him.

"You don't need to go into those details with me, Mom. I'm just an omega after all."

“Well, so am I. This does not take away my presence in the matters, my dear.” She smiled at him. “As omegas we have to support our alphas and advise them if necessary. I already taught you that.”

“It’s not like he has to listen to what I have to say.”

He lowered his head.

“Don’t be silly, darling. Your father loves you and just needs a push to listen sometimes.” She cleared her throat. "Anyway as I said. I ordered this breakfast to be prepared on our behalf. I should be joining him soon, but I wanted to see you first so we could have a brief chat.”

“Do you really… have to deal with it today?”

“Dad was looking forward to this meeting, brother.” Sion said in a carefree tone as he sank his teeth into an apple. “Guests must also appear at the ball tonight.”

"What? But-"

"Well." She intertwined her fingers. “We’re beyond that, aren’t we? Of course, we would invite families from Elior to be part of the feast.”

“But on my Name Day? Couldn't you do this at any other moment. Mother?"

She shrugged as if she didn't see any problem with that. 

"Why not? A grand ball on the Name Day of the second prince to come of age. It’s the ideal time to reinforce that we are no longer enemies with Elior.”

“Everyone will think I support this cause.”

His mother raised her eyebrow at him.

“Why wouldn’t you support it?”

The room fell silent. It was possible to see in Jaemin's expression that he was afraid of what would happen next. 

“I-” Jaehyun bit his lip and thought about protesting, but just gave up on it. That wouldn't go anywhere. “Forget it.”

"Good." She smiled and stood up. “Like I said, Jaejoong is making final preparations for your Name Day feast tonight. Don't forget. He wants everything to be perfect so you better look for him after you're done here.”

She walked past Jaehyun, placing her hand on his shoulder.

“After the party we should talk more about your future. It’s time for us to decide about your marriage.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Although it was something he had already expected, the way she had spoken, with a calmness that barely hid the pressure she was putting on his back made his heart sink.

“Am I really not going to have a choice?”

"What makes you think that?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "We will merely look at the best suitors for you, of course. You will still have the option to choose."

“But with Joong it wasn’t like that… Yunho wasn’t the one who chose to court him… they-” 

Fell in love.

“Your brother was a special case, my love.” She held Jaehyun's chin and made him look at her. “You can’t take too long to choose, otherwise it will quickly spread throughout the court. We don’t want more rumors than we already have, do we?”

"I-"

She smiled at him.

"It's going to be okay. I promise we'll find the best suitor for you. I want your happiness more than anything. You know that, right?"

"I know." He sighed. "It's okay, mom."

"Alright then."

She turned and headed towards the exit of the room.

“Come, Sion.” She gestured with her hand. “Your father wants you to be present at the meeting.”

The young alpha just rolled his eyes and quickly walked past Jaehyun. Waving cautiously and trying to wipe the traces of bread on his clothes. Jaehyun remained there, watching his mother and brother walk away. The door closed with a slight click, and silence filled the room. He sighed deeply, feeling a weight in his chest that seemed to intensify as he thought about every word she had said. 

“Should we go see Joong?” Jaemin asked as he looked out the window where the view of the city of Vollachia awaited him. The mist still lingered over the rooftops, partially obscuring the landscape. Jaehyun looked at his younger brother, surprised that he hadn't left the room too. “Mom is right. I’m sure he wants to see you before the feast.”

"I agree." Ten said, approaching them and bowing to Jaemin who just smiled slightly at him. The companion always just stayed in the corner of the door in complete silence whenever he was in the room with the leaders of House Jeong. Making his presence as minimal as possible. "Shall I accompany you, my prince?"

The blonde asked with his usual reverence, but there was something in his tone that indicated concern. The answer was obvious, but he still asked. Ever since Jaehyun became a prince, Ten was there. It was awkward at first but after sometime he got used to his presence to the point that in many cases, Ten was the only person Jaehyun could really trust. Perhaps his only true friend within the court. Many of the supposed friendships Jaehyun had with important members of the other court houses were simply way too superficial. Just something he had to pretend to like because of the position he found himself in. 

“Yes, of course." Jaehyun replied and then turned to his brother. “Where is your companion, Nana?”

“Junnie had a family meeting this morning.” The omega shrugged. “We should meet up later before the ball.”

"I see." He ran his hand through his brother's black hair. “Let’s go then.”

-

Jaejoong was busy in the palace hall where Jaehyun's Name Day feast was going to take place. He had a wide smile and bright eyes as he spoke with the servants who were taking care of the decour. Jaehyun smiled slightly. It was good to see his sibling so involved in something related to him.

The omega was the eldest son, the firstborn, but unlike his brothers the title of prince he carried wasn’t as heavy. He was already married to a lower-ranking noble named Yunho. Certainly, given their situation, the alpha was far from being an ideal husband for a prince but their relationship had developed before their parents ascended to the position of Heads of Vollachia. Jaejoong's marriage wasn’t criticized or questioned. On the contrary, Jaehyun clearly remembers his mother supporting Jaejoong in his marriage. Something Jaehyun even felt a bit envious of at that moment. He was able to marry someone that truly loved him. Jaejoong didn’t suffer from the pressure of his duties as a prince and was the most absent when it came to matters involving that title. Although it’s hard to say if it was his choice or their parents.

"Jae!" Jaejoong exclaimed as soon as he saw him entering the room. The omega quickly approached him, giving him a warm hug. Even though he wasn't around most of the time, Jaejoong was still a loving and protective brother. Jaehyun appreciated his presence whenever he was around, but he always avoided sharing too much of himself with him. He didn’t want to burden the older one with frustrations he never had.

"Happy Name Day, Jae." Jaejoong pulled away holding Jaehyun's face. 

"Thank you, Joong." 

"I can't believe it's already your nineteenth. It feels like just yesterday you were running around the capital with those big books you used to read." The oldest laughed when he remembered. "And you, Nana, how are you? Where is that sweet companion of yours?"

"Hello Joong." Jaemin just pouted at him. "Renjun was busy with family matters, so I'll be alone for the moment. Mom said I should stay with you or Jae since she had to take Sion to the council meeting. You know how it is."

"I see." He carefully ran his hands through the young omega hair. "Alright, wanna take a look at what I've been preparing for Jae's Name Day party?"

"Can I?"

Jaemin looked at him with shining eyes.

"Of course, Nana! Look!" He held Jaemin's hand and guided him through the hall to show the results of what he had planned, proudly pointing to the tables and decour. The curtains and lamps. It really felt like a very important event.

"It's looking beautiful, Joong!" Jaemin said in an excited tone, receiving a bright smile from the older omega.

"Thank you."

Jaehyun looked around carefully but felt slightly uncomfortable with it all. The tables were set, musicians were practicing their various instruments to fill the hall with melodies once the party begins. There were flowers hanging in several spots around the hall, near columns, tables, and even close to chandeliers on the ceiling. Flowers that he was unfamiliar with but looking closely they had a different glow, like they were releasing a sweet and soothing scent.

“Isn’t that a bit exaggerated though?” 

Jaehyun asked before he could even stop himself from asking that. His brother just laughed lightly.

"Sorry, I may have gotten a bit too excited too." He shrugged. "It’s your nineteenth Name Day, so I wanted to make it special in some way, even though I know you’re not that excited about it."

"Joong—"

"It’s okay, it’s okay." He shook his head. "Since I never had one like this, I took the liberty of using the ideas I had for mine. After all, the faces of the Houses will all be present to greet you, so it needs to be the best it can be. I talked to musicians to create the best music for dancing. I wanted it to be as perfect as possible, and also—"

"It’s fine." Jaehyun just crossed his arms and sighed. "You don’t have to justify yourself that much."

“Sorry. I got carried away.” He giggled. "Mom was also expecting something big for this party."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"I know. It’s fine. At least… Uh, at least it's you who's preparing all of this, not her."

"Just say it looks beautiful, Jae!"

Jaemin muttered to him, and the three of them giggled. Jaehyun then turned to touch one of those lilies he had never seen before.

"I’ve never seen these flowers, Joong. Where did you get them?"

"Oh! As for that..." They were interrupted by the presence from across the hall. Jaehyun slightly bit his tongue when he noticed that figure approaching them. An elegant and graceful young omega with golden hair and amber eyes. Pointy ears and a pleasant smile on her face. Jaehyun instinctively took a step back as a flash of memory crossed his mind. It was an action he couldn’t hold back most of the time. "Oh, Lady Sana!"

Jaejoong gestured for the elven to come closer. The older brother's smile grew even wider.

"Finally. Jae, this is Minatozaki Sana. One of my great partners in preparing the best Name Day ball."

The elven smiled delicately, her eyes fixed on Jaehyun with an unsettling curiosity.

"Prince Jaehyun, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." She bowed to him. "I only knew you through what Prince Jaejoong said as you’re always running around but I can see his take on your beauty truly wasn't an exaggeration."

"Uh, hello." He bowed, still uneasy. Jaehyun was the only one visibly uncomfortable at that moment. "I... I didn’t know Jaejoong was receiving any sort of help."

"Of course he would. Such a caring sibling. We’ve been exchanging letters over the past few weeks. Make no mistake, Prince Jaejoong only wants the best."

"Don’t embarrass me like this, Lady Sana." The two of them chuckled lightly. "Uh-huh. She helped me with the decour, these lilies came directly from Elior. They're so beautiful and have a sweet fragrance that's perfect for making any discomfort disappear."

Even that wasn’t enough to ease Jaehyun’s discomfort. It didn’t seem like a good thing to him. Allowing an elven work that interfered with how people feel didn't seem like the right thing to do. It was, at the very least, suspicious.

"They were designed specifically for this moment." Sana smiled. "I heard an announcement is expected regarding our agreements today, so I believe these lilies will help calm the tensions."

"Announcement?"

Jaehyun blinked in confusion. 

“Oh? I thought all the princes were aware of this.” She said in a curious tone. “I personally don't know much but I know it's something to establish the coalition between our capitals once and for all. My father himself came to attend the big council meeting and I couldn’t miss the opportunity to come early to give Prince Jaejoong extra support with the preparations.”

“Your presence made everything easier, Lady Sana.”

"Perhaps." She laughs lightly. “Although, I still think some servants show too much hostility.”

"I thought about that too, but worry not." Jaejoong shrugged. "Most of the servants served the former Head Alpha, and many of them are still a little averse to the members of the House Jeong. They may have a hostile aura sometimes but they would never do anything against us. They know it wouldn’t do any good. With members from Elior, the chances are even smaller."

"I like that confidence. House Jeong is certainly unique indeed."

"Junnie was never opposed to me." Jaemin pouted and Jaejoong just ran his hands through his hair.

"Of course not, Nana. Renjun is your best friend."

Jaehyun glanced out of the corner of his eye at Ten. He had positioned himself by the door of the hall since they arrived and was talking to some passing servants. Jaehyun hoped the blonde would notice that he needed him. He placed his arms behind his back, gesturing with his hands and hoping the other would see while he pretended to stay engaged in the conversation between Sana and Jaejoong.

Jaemin, on the other hand, was observing every detail of the hall with great curiosity. His attention wasn’t focused on either his siblings or the elven in front of him. Jaehyun was thankful for not having to speak more than necessary but when Jaejoong turned to him to ask something about visiting Sana in Elior, the prince just felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry to interrupt, my Lords and Lady." Ten bowed to them. "I have to take Prince Jaehyun because we have a long session of clothing fittings later. Head Omega will not be pleased with simplicity."

“Oh! Haven’t you chosen yet, Jae?” Jaejoong asked, putting his hands over his mouth as if he was surprised. “Heavens, Mother will be furious.”

"A prince must know the best pieces for such a special day." Sana bowed to them. "Well, I must take my leave for now. I’ll see you later at the ball, Happy Name Day, Prince Jaehyun."

She greeted his siblings and turned to leave. Jaehyun felt that uneasy feeling slowly dissipate as soon as Sana was far enough.

"Shall we return, my prince?"

Ten asked cautiously, and Jaehyun felt relieved. He simply nodded his head.

"Thank you, Joong." He held the older omega’s hands before leaving with his companion. "Everything really looks beautiful, thank you for taking care of it."

Jaejoong ran his fingers over his eyes as if he was touched by it.

"Thank you, brother."

He smiled and looked at the younger one.

"Can I leave you with Joong, Nana?"

"I would stay here even if you didn’t want me to. I want Joong to tell me how he’s going to plan my nineteenth Name Day."

“You’re thinking too much ahead of time, come on now. Nana.”

They giggled and Jaehyun just turned to leave. He didn’t want to see another elven around.

"See you later."

-

He left the hall with quick steps, wanting to distance himself from that environment. Ten followed him calmly, but his eyes were apprehensive, capturing the prince's every movement. The companion knew there was something between Jaehyun and the elves, something that deeply bothered him, but he had never dared to ask directly about it. He only understood that it was a deep personal issue that caused visible discomfort whenever Jaehyun was near them. It was something the blonde had learned to respect though.

They walked through the palace corridors, avoiding even the smallest encounters with other family members and court members. Jaehyun wanted to avoid any chance of meeting more elves at that moment, though he knew it would be inevitable once the ball began.

"I can't get used to them roaming freely through the palace."

He muttered to himself as they entered his chambers again.

"Are you feeling well, my prince?"

"Not at all, actually." He sighed, sitting down in the corner of the bed. "But it doesn't matter."

"Well..." Ten walked over and sat beside him. Brown eyes looking into his. "It matters to me, I'm your companion, and seeing your dissatisfaction makes me uneasy, if I dare say."

"Sorry about that."

The blonde just shook his head negatively and stood up. He ran his hands over the hoops of the most delicate and appropriate garments for the ball, fine fabrics and embroidery that shine when hit by the light. Handmade pieces especially for Jaehyun.

"You don't need to apologize." The omega smiled. "We have a big night ahead of us, so it would be ideal to choose your outfit for today. I can show you the most beautiful ones, and while you try them on, you could tell me what makes you so uneasy, like when we first met. Do you remember?"

Jaehyun looked at his companion.

"I don't have much to say, Ten. Not this time, you already know everything about me."

"That’s not completely true, my prince, but I won't press you." The omega picked out a delicate piece, the light blue fabric with golden adornments and see-through sleeves. "If you want, I can talk about what's happening at court right now."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh? And how would my companion know such things?"

"Well, in the palace, the walls have eyes and ears. The servants know a lot and always share information with each other."

Jaehyun adjusted himself to the side of the bed. Hearing that didn't make him feel relieved.

"Huh, Anything about me?"

The omega just chuckled softly.

“I see it’s quite easy to get your attention.” He placed the garment on Jaehyun's lap for him to try on. “But yes.”

The prince listened carefully as he stood up and started to take off his clothes.

"Since House Jeong ascended. Leaders of other houses became uneasy. Of course. Many servants take advantage of that to make a few gold coins in exchange for information. It's quite an opportunity."

He swallowed hard. Wondering what type of information the servants would be selling.

"Have you gained any gold like this?"

"Not at all. My loyalty is with House Jeong." The blonde shook his head. "Although I won't deny that I've been approached, my prince."

Jaehyun bit his lip.

"What was it about?"

"Nobles wanting to know about your character. About your maidenhood. If Head Omega already chose who you will marry… And about your… reluctance, towards elves."

The omega froze for a second.

“Reluctance?"

"Well, I must say that It’s common knowledge that you’re not very fond of the elves. No one needs the words of your faithful companion to know that." Ten raised an eyebrow. "You make it very obvious, my prince."

Jaehyun took off the first piece Ten gave him and put on a new one, adjusting the collar of the outfit around his neck. He had always thought he was hiding it as best as he could.

"But-"

Ten cleared his throat.

"It’s easy to observe your posture whenever you have to interact with an elven. You don’t exchange many words or engage in long conversations. You clearly do your best to subtly change course whenever there's an elven in the palace or even in the city, among other small moments like your serious expression with little to no variation whenever you’re close to them."

"How do you-"

"I’ve been your companion for five years, my prince. I’ve spent enough time with you to notice your mannerisms and I’m sure the other servants have noticed them too, not only them. It’s actually surprising that Head Omega didn’t scold you on that matter yet."

Jaehyun fell silent. There was nothing he could say about it. It was all true. Jaehyun didn’t want to be close to the elves, even though that was something desired by his parents. He never understood. Given what he had witnessed in the past, he couldn’t understand why his parents were so obsessed with that ‘peace.’

"Do you like them?"

"Who?"

"The elves."

Ten looked at the other clothes for a moment before answering.

"I used to hate them." He turned his face away. "My family does not come from a high rank and our lands are near the great barrier. I’ve seen many of us suffering from the war. Our land was lost, our homes, our livelihoods. We had every reason to fuel our fury against them, and yet... House Jeong changed everything."

"So, you believe in peace?"

"As you know, peace is quite uncertain in our history, but this time I decided to believe in it." The blonde shrugged as he handed another garment to Jaehyun. "I’ve seen the changes the Head Alpha’s reforms brought. War is something I hope never strikes this land again."

Jaehyun looked down, feeling inferior for not thinking that way, for harboring fear even after all this time. Ten should have more reasons than Jaehyun to hate them, yet he didn’t. He could understand why the blonde was like that, and in a way, it was inspiring.

"I’m very childish, aren’t I?"

He asked with a sigh.

"Regarding the elves, I would say yes, my prince. Head Alpha won’t change his stance on Elior just because one of the princes is dissatisfied. I dare say. The best thing to do is think about improving your posture to at least give the image that you abide the idea of peace."

He bit his lower lip. He knew very well that it was true.

"I know. Do you think I can do it?"

"You succeed in your role as prince even though it’s not something you like. I’m sure you could convince anyone that you’re at least friendly with the elves." Ten adjusted the collar of Jaehyun’s clothes and stepped back to observe. "Do you like this one, my prince?"

Jaehyun looked at himself in the mirror and ran his hand over the fabric of his outfit. The golden details further conveyed the image of importance or something precious. He didn’t like it that much.

"I think it's too golden. Where is that piece with the see-through sleeves?"

Ten raised an eyebrow at him.

"I thought the prince didn’t want to show skin."

Jaehyun just rolled his eyes.

"If you take too long to get it, I might change my mind."

His companion chuckled softly and handed him the garment.

"Should I fetch some of the jewelry Head Omega sent as a gift?"

"Please."

The prince said while quickly putting on the piece again. The tunic fell perfectly on him, and Jaehyun even felt more comfortable showing more skin through the slight transparency of the sleeves. He turned around to see his image completely in the mirror. Ten came back not long after, with two boxes. One with a golden necklace, the gold appeared to have been melted forming small lines like the bark of a tree and the emerald green stone was inside a shape similar to a seed with a strange and beautiful glow. Ten helped him put it in. He took a deep breath and tried to look confident. That was going to be his choice for the feast. Hopefully it will pass quickly.

“I think this is it. My prince.”

“Me too.”

He looked at the smile of his companion behind him through the mirror. He didn’t know that much about Ten. The companion rarely talks about himself despite Jaehyun having told him that he wouldn't mind hearing whatever is bothering him. He felt guilty somehow.

"Ten."

"Yes?"

"Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

The blonde smiled.

"I will always be here for you, my prince."

-

The party began when the sun set. Or at least what could be seen of it, since the day remained cloudy. Jaehyun separated from Ten to enter the grand hall with his family. Displaying all the authority of the leaders of House Jeong and the Heads of Vollachia. He barely exchanged words with his father, though. Head Alpha embraced him and, with a smile on his face, said those words Jaehyun had heard since he woke up.

“Happy Name Day.”

Jaehyun simply thanked him, and then they entered.

From the corner of his eye he noticed the faces of the members of the most prestigious houses in the court. Some were long-time allies, others were with somewhat displeased expressions and whispered among themselves. Probably gossiping about them, although Jaehyun was sure that their appearance was not something that could be easily criticized. He contained his uneasiness when he saw members of Elior in the hall. His eyes came across Sana and the omega waved slightly at him and he waved back, receiving a curious glance from his mother who smiled pleased at him.

The part where Jaehyun received gifts and good wishes were brief. Most of the houses in the court had already sent their gifts earlier, though many seemed like almost desperate requests for Jaehyun's hand. Therefore, what remained were the greetings from the important members of Elior who were there. Jaehyun took a deep breath, kept a smile on his face at all times, without faltering. He couldn’t show any discomfort in front of the large audience of guests in the hall.

The first dance was with his father. He led him to the center, and they danced the first melodies before all the other guests joined them. There was a certain tension in the air. The hall was divided between the families of Vollachia and those of Elior. Members exchanged wary glances, but the moment Jaejoong allowed himself to separate from his husband and invited Sana to dance, it was as if the atmosphere began to lighten.

“You look beautiful today, my son.” His father said with a loving gaze. “I apologize for being absent. Being Head Alpha is harder than it seems.”

“Don’t worry, Father. I understand.”

“I see you’re wearing the gift I gave you.” He nodded toward the necklace around Jaehyun’s neck. “It looks perfect.”

“That was you? I didn’t know. I thought it was Mother’s choice.”

Head Alpha chuckled softly.

“Your mother didn’t want me to give you that. She said you would refuse a gift made by the best blacksmith in Elior.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“Oh, I see. That’s why it’s so different from the others.”

“Exactly. I wanted something unique for you. It’s your nineteenth, it’s not just any date.” His father glanced around. “Your brother really did his best with this ball, didn’t he?”

“Uh-huh.”

They fell into silence as the first melody ended. Head Alpha made his way to his throne beside Head Omega in the hall and allowed Jaehyun to entertain members from the other houses with a dance. House Lee, House Kim, House Choi, House Park, and other notable houses came seeking the prince’s hand for a dance. He allowed himself to be guided in a few and even engaged in conversation, trying to be as friendly as possible. Talks of marriage came up during the dance, but Jaehyun didn’t allow it to go on for much longer. It wasn’t what he wanted to talk about at that moment, though he knew his mother was watching each dance closely to see which member seemed most in tune with Jaehyun.

When he thought the dance had ended and turned to leave the center of the hall, Jaehyun froze in front of a figure. A tall elven with light brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Moonstone silver eyes and sharp features. He bowed and extended his hand.

"Could I have a dance with the prince?"

Jaehyun glanced out of the corner of his eye. He knew his parents were watching. If he refused, the gossip about him would only grow stronger. There were plenty of people to witness that the prince of House Jeong didn’t like elves. He bit his lower lip and simply nodded, placing his hand in the elven’s who smiled warmly at him. Curious eyes analyzing every fiber of the omega.

It felt like an eternity.

The elven seemed well versed in dancing and Jaehyun thanked the heavens that he wasn't interested in further conversation.

“Thank you for the dance.” The alpha bowed to him, releasing his hands as the melody ended. “Happy Name Day.”

Jaehyun let out a breath he hadn’t even realized he was holding. His parents on the other side were smiling at him, satisfied with his demeanor. If anything, maybe he had managed to convince them that he had nothing against the elves. Still, he needed to breathe.

The Omega asked for a moment and moved down the staircase, reaching the highest level of the hall. There were little to no guests in that area since most were in the main hall at their tables, dancing or talking to each other. The sound of the harp playing was softer at that level and through the open space toward the outside, he could see the moon shining. The clouds had gone, and the sky was clear. He placed his hand on the marble base and breathed lightly. Enjoying that view.

“Crowded places aren’t to your liking either?”

He looked to the side and saw a hooded figure with a strong accent. His white robes with black and slightly golden adornments were different from anything Jaehyun had seen at court. A hood covered his head, leaving only the nose to the chin exposed. There was a sword hanging from his belt. His attire didn’t match that of a royal guard but his posture and aura exhaled just that. Jaehyun answered, though.

“It’s not that.” He shrugged. “It’s just… huh, today was just too much for me.”

“I can relate. If anything, it’s the same for me.”

“Duties as a soldier?”

He asked in a curious tone.

“If only.” The figure smiled from the corner of his mouth. “What about you? A day of duties as a noble?”

“If only.”

They fell into silence for a moment, admiring the stars and the moonlight. 

“This is a nice view.” the other spoke. “I thought the Palace didn’t have a view of the sky at all.”

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him.

“You're not from here?”

“Perhaps.”

He said calmly. He didn’t seem to realize who Jaehyun was nor seemed to be a threat to him. He was calm and it’s almost like he wasn't even there.

“You like looking at the sky?”

“I do. It helps calm the spirit.”

He looked again at the moonlight’s glow. Jaehyun understood what he meant.

“You might be right.” He could see a faint smile on the other’s face. “Who-”

“It doesn’t matter right now.” The other answered before Jaehyun finished his question “I’m just an outsider enjoying my last moments before everything changes.”

“Sounds like something important.”

“It is.” He turned and passed by Jaehyun. A faint scent of cherry blossoms lingered in the air. The omega tried to catch a glimpse of the person’s face but to no avail “Thank you for the company.”

Then in the blink of an eye, that figure was no longer there. His light footsteps were barely heard as he descended the stairs and disappeared into the midst of the guests. Jaehyun looked through the inner balcony on the upper level but couldn’t find him again. It wouldn’t take too long before he sees him again though.

The ball was coming to an end and Head Alpha and Head Omega stood up from their seats. His father was talking to some figures that Jaehyun could clearly see were elves. Perhaps the leaders of the houses of Elior. Some faces he already recognized as more frequent presences in the palace and were also the ones who greeted the omega at the beginning of the festivity. The elven he had danced with was among them, indulging Jaemin and Sion with some trick that left the siblings staring at him with wide curious eyes. Jaehyun bit his lower lip and perhaps that was the first time he felt like an outsider. Neither he nor Jaejoong were around their parents and yet they radiated confidence and pride.

Sana and an older elven were closer to them, surrounded by the leaders of other houses of Vollachia. That seemed to be the image his father had longed for. Humans and Elves united, talking with one another as if everything that had been lived between the two races was just a distant past.

The guards struck their staffs on the ground, and Sana handed Head Alpha an object that Jaehyun couldn’t identify what it was. He was carefully descending the stairs when Head Omega began to announce the words. She glanced at Jaehyun briefly before turning to the leader and allowing him to start his speech.

"My lords and ladies, long-time friends and new allies, it is with great pride that I welcome you this evening, which, though marked by celebration, also carries the weight and importance of a historic moment for our land."

He pauses. The attention of everyone in the hall were on his words. The stone that Sana had given him made his voice sound like an echo throughout the hall, reaching even the furthest corners of the room.

"Five years ago, when I ascended to the throne, our land was suffering from the devastation of intense conflicts with Elior. The former Head Alpha refused to retreat and was determined to attack Elior with all he had, even if it meant the death of his people. The devastation we witnessed, the flames that consumed our fields and forests, were not only physical marks but deep scars on our hearts and minds." Head Alpha breathes deeply, as if recalling something painful. "But thanks to the determination and the courage of the Houses belonging to the council, we began a path of reconstruction. It was a difficult path, full of challenges, but it is with great joy and also great humility that I say we are entering a new era for Vellioris."

Jaehyun looks around, searching for Ten. A tension hung in the air, and his heart beat faster with every word that came out of his father's mouth.

"I know that many of us still carry our doubts and fears. Those differences between our peoples are deep and will not disappear overnight. However, it brings me joy to be here today and say that I see the growth of acceptance in our people. To see humans and elves in the same place just enjoying a festivity together. Me and Head Omega once thought it would be impossible but here we are." He smiles with great pride at his wife. "Which brings us to the next phase. It is here that we will make the decision that peace is not just a distant dream but a reality that is being built.”

Head Alpha looks at Jaehyun, who is standing in the middle of the stairs. He feels his body freeze with those eyes in his direction. He points to the side and everyone looks at that figure in white clothes, the one who had been with him looking at the moon. He approached Head Alpha. Sighs and sounds of shock were heard from the guests. Most of them clearly could not believe what they were seeing when the hood fell from his head revealing his sharp features. Amber eyes and pointed ears and long red hair. A hair color long known in Vollachia.

There were many stories about it. Many said it was due to the blood of the people of Vollachia that was spilled. The hair of an assassin. The hair of someone who single-handedly took down thousands of platoons of Vollachian forces without mercy. A relentless warrior whom most people hated to the bone.

“This is Prince Nakamoto Yuta. The next head of House Nakamoto of Elior.”

Head Alpha pauses, allowing the words to penetrate everyone’s mind. The room is silent and it’s possible to see anger in peoples faces. Hands clenched into fists but still, no one dared to do or say anything.

“I know we all have our grudges, but this is the moment where all past deeds will be forgotten. His sword will be handed over to Vollachia and from this day forward, Nakamoto Yuta will have a life as a noble of our court. House Nakamoto's place on our council is guaranteed, as well as houses Suh and Minatozaki will also be joining us.”

He pointed at the other elves by his side who bowed respectfully to him.

“It brings me joy to see this moment arriving but that’s not all. We talked a lot on what we could do to finally seal this new chapter, to establish this commitment between our capitals. The past years were very important to reach what we have today and we want to keep it stronger than ever and as we all know, today is a special day. It’s my son, Prince Jeong Jaehyun's nineteenth Name Day but not only that. It’s a day where we change the course of our history.” 

He looks directly at Jaehyun, with a smile that blends pride and a lightness and the omega just wanted to run away but he couldn't move. He was froze on the spot. He could only watch as every word that came out of his father's mouth made shivers pass through his entire body. He already figured it out where this was going and it only made those words hurt even more when they were truly said. He should’ve known from the very beginning that his fate was never in his hands.

"It is with great pride that I announce that I’m giving my son, Prince Jeong Jaehyun, hand in marriage to the Warrior Prince, Nakamoto Yuta and they will be responsible to start the new age of unison between elves and humans. To make Vellioris truly united once again.”

And now, he had to marry a monster.

Chapter Text

The hall was silent. Most of the people couldn’t believe what had been said in front of them, but it was very real. Jaehyun felt dull. Just walking down the stairs almost like a puppet being pulled by strings. The holders of the strings being his parents, who were calling him. Arms wide open, shining eyes, and eager smiles to have him near them. On his nineteenth Name Day, he was being granted a marriage to an elven. Nothing more than the sick and obsessive politics of the leaders of Vollachia, trying to bring unity to that flawed kingdom.

The guests  made way for the omega to pass and he felt as if time stood still. His surroundings were like a blur but he could still identify the looks directed at him. Pity. Sympathy. Envy and even Anger. Among other feelings that were piled up in the hall. Making the air heavy with tension. The announcement brought a reaction in the people present, which perhaps wasn’t as positive as Head Alpha would have liked it to be at first glance.

After all, the government of Vollachia had always relied on the council of the most influential Houses as a force to guide Head Alpha in decisions regarding the capital. Many people saw that group of high-ranking nobles with high regard and many others fought to gain enough influence to secure a seat among them. A desirable position. So desirable that those who had barely scratched the surface of the idea of obtaining a seat were not satisfied with the announcement. Perhaps if the elves received just one seat, there wouldn’t be any questioning. Three seats, however, were too much for the other Houses to accept. It was also a greater risk to have this many elvens among them. There were no verbal protests though. Only gestures, whispers, and glances. It was possible to see it in the posture and expressions of those who supported it and those who didn’t. It was the same with Jaehyun’s engagement to the elven. Many nobles were looking forward to have Jaehyun’s hand because of the influence it would bring and now that opportunity had vanished too.

The elven was standing beside his parents. His red hair seemed to stand out more with his white attire and his amber eyes had no shine nor excitement either. He allowed the alpha to take his hand and press his lips to it in a chaste kiss. He didn’t like the tight line of Yuta's lips but he simply couldn’t react to it. Even though deep down in his guts he wanted to. He was greeted with words of joy while his father made yet another speech that he didn’t listen at all before the party came to an end.

The guests quickly left. Leaving only Head Alpha and Head Omega present, as well as his future husband and an older elven that might be a member of Yuta’s family. A moment where formalities were required.

“It’s you.”

The amber eyes of the alpha looked directly into his. Eyes full of curiosity and a frightening lightness that made Jaehyun feel an impulse to look away.

“Have you met before?”

Head Omega asked curiously.

“We-”

Jaehyun thought about denying it but the alpha had already interrupted him.

“Not formally.” Yuta continued. “We just had a brief small talk on the balcony when I arrived at the palace. I apologize for not properly introducing myself. I was advised to only do that during the announcement.”

“We have to be careful in Vollachia. Unfortunately, not everyone has an open mind like House Jeong.” Said the older elven with long gray hair and white attires like Yuta. “But I must say it is an honor to be in the presence of such esteemed leaders and such a beautiful prince.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He couldn’t even form a fake smile on his face despite the apparent politeness of those elves. Their postures were refined and their words light sigh but he couldn’t look at that red-haired alpha with kind eyes. Not when he knew the stories surrounding the great Warrior Prince of Elior. A bloodthirsty beast. An evil that plagued the land and had already brought so much devastation to his people with his troops. A legend of horror stories for children over the past ten years.

“It’s alright.” Head Alpha placed a hand on Jaehyun’s shoulder. “It was just a precaution to avoid unnecessary commotion.”

“Well, I must say the reactions were better than expected.” Head Omega added. “This is really encouraging.”

“Do you believe that?” The older elven asked. “The hostility was very clear to me. I’m sure it was noticeable enough, although… the fact that no one said anything was truly impressive. I must congratulate you.”

The older elven bowed and Jaehyun’s parents only laughed confidently.

“But I must say.” Yuta interrupted them. “I am well aware of the agreement made for us to be here today, however… I wasn’t aware that I would have to give up my sword as one of the requirements.”

Head Alpha cleared his throat.

“I apologize for that. It’s merely a trickery to calm voices that might rise against us. We need proof that your weapon has been surrendered to us so that the most insecure citizens feel that the Warrior Prince is truly supporting peace.”

The elven looked at him as if considering whether to believe it or not.

“You are truly cunning.” The older elven chuckled. “My grandson’s sword is a relic of Elior. We should not surrender it like this, especially when the terms for it have not even been agreed upon. I hope that such ‘trickery’ will not happen again.”

“I agree.”

Yuta said as his hand moved to grab the sheath. In an instant, Jaehyun moved instinctively, positioning himself in front of his parents between them and the elves. An involuntary reflexive movement. Like the memory that flashed through his eyes.

“What are you doing, Jaehyun?”

Head Omega asked, confused. Yuta simply observed Jaehyun's stance and his clenched teeth. He smirked slightly as if pleased by the quick response. He untied the sheath from his belt and took a look at the details before deciding to hand it over.

“Yuta...”

The older elven glanced at him but it seemed he didn’t want to interrupt what his grandson was doing.

“I agreed to the terms of this arrangement.” He looked at his grandfather and then at the leaders and Jaehyun. “Even if this wasn’t one of them. Since we will be doing this, I can agree to this proposal, but under my conditions.”

“And what would those conditions be?”

Head Alpha was tense but intrigued.

“I am willing to give up the blade only for the moment and you are free to use it to show your people that I agreed with you.” The elven said calmly. “But I expect to reclaim it once we get married and I want my future husband to be the one who takes responsibility for the time being.” 

Jaehyun blinked. His eyes were fixed on the elven's hand holding the sword in front of him. Tiny scars marked it, as if it had been used frequently. The sword's sheath seemed perfectly crafted for that weapon. He could see tiny details like tree roots and if it were another time, he might even be enchanted by it or by the alpha's honorable stance. 

"This is the only way I’ll agree to your terms. I have no intention of inflicting fear on your people but I won't lose my family's relic over your trickery. Since not everyone in Vollachia is welcoming to me, my family, and my people. I'm sure you understand."

The omega felt the Head Alpha's hand on his shoulder. He looked to the side, and his parents were waiting. Sharp eyes and wide smiles that conveyed nothing but a warning. Accept this marriage and live forever with a monster or refuse and be damned for life along with the entire family.

He was understanding what that meant. By holding that sword, Jaehyun would be agreeing to what had been proposed. Every fiber of his body screamed to not accept it but it felt like he had no choice. An announcement made to that entire hall full of guests was designed to make the news spread quickly. Turning it into something difficult to undo without staining the reputation of House Jeong. It was intentional and cruel on the part of the Head Alpha. He knew Jaehyun wouldn’t be able to raise his voice against them.

He bit his lower lip and with his trembling hand touched the sword's sheath. A few inches below where the elven was holding it to avoid any contact with the alpha. He simply accepted his fate. Even though he hated it.

The elven released the sheath and Jaehyun felt the full weight of the weapon in his hands. Yuta bowed in reverence.

"I bestow my sword upon tee. I bestow my honor upon tee. As long as our intertwined fate lasts. This vow will follow."

He said it like a chant. A prayer that made Jaehyun's stomach turn. Head Omega clapped softly, clearly pleased.

"Well, this is touching." She wiped her eyes as if tears were falling. "A truly historic moment."

Head Alpha placed his hands on the elven's shoulders and pulled him into a warm hug.

"It will be under the best care in Jaehyun's hand." Head Alpha smiled. "Thank you for your understanding and lightness. May our families remain united from this day forward."

The elven smiled.

“I hope so too.” He bowed to Jaehyun and then turned around. “Should we go. Grandfather?”

The old man just sighed.

“You got me in big trouble with your father. Yuta.”

"He'll understand. Don't worry." The alpha shrugged. "We won't be leaving Vollachia anytime soon anyway."

"Come for tea tomorrow, dear." Head Omega said. "We need to make the most of this next week before the wedding so that you and Jaehyun can get to know each other better."

"Wait." Jaehyun turned to her. "A week?"

"He talks." The alpha commented. Looking out of the corner of his eye before continuing to walk towards the exit. Almost like a provocation. “I’ll be there.”

His mother smiled and turned back to Jaehyun. There was no regret in her eyes.

"Yes, my dear. We won’t waste any time. It will be a grand event in our court. I’ll speak with Jaejoong and the best decorators from Elior." Her eyes sparkled. "It will be an unforgettable moment for our family."

“I… I thought-”

That I would have more time.

“The sooner we get this over with, the better.” Head Alpha smiled at him. “I’m so proud of you, my son.”

Jaehyun lowered his head in silence. Fingers brushing over the ornaments on the sheath. Wondering how many honorable men of Vollachia that blade had already violently struck down. He raised his head and his parents were smiling at him but he didn't smile back. 

He had no reason to.

The walk back to his chamber was silent. Head Omega accompanied him with her arm intertwined with his but without saying anything. As soon as the doors opened, Jaehyun came across a blond omega kneeling close to the door.

"Good night, my prince."

He opened the first genuine smile of the day and walked towards his companion. His trembling hands still gripping the heavy weapon.

"Why are you here?" Head Omega raised an eyebrow at Ten. "I gave you the rest of the day off."

Jaehyun looked at her. Now he understood why he hadn’t seen his companion during the entire ball. Maybe that applied to his other siblings as well since Jaemin was without his companion too.

"Why would you do that?"

The prince asked before the servant could speak.

"You’re very fond of him. I didn’t want any inappropriate comments to interfere with your judgment for the night."

The omega felt his blood boil.

"So you knew father would do this?"

"Not at all." She shook her head. "Your father went behind my back. I only knew about the idea for the council and that he wanted to present suitors for your marriage. I didn’t expect him to do that."

"Then you can-"

"Call it off?" She looked at him with disdain. "Never. You accepted, remember?"

"Mother, but-"

He tightened his grip on the sheath.

"Your father made the announcement in front of everyone to make it impossible to call it off." She sighed and moved closer to him. "He tied our hands and you know that very well… Regardless, this was the best possible outcome."

She placed her hand over his on the sword.

"This can’t be, mother. He- He’s just—please. You said... you said father just needed a push. You know how to do that."

His voice faltered as reality hit him hard. He was really promised to an elven. A bloodthirsty beast. She wiped away the tear that had fallen from his eyes.

"You’ll be fine, my dear."

"I don’t want this, mother. Not him. Not an elven and surely not that elven. This is just... cruel to me! You know what-"

"Stop. Jaehyun!" She raised her voice. "We can’t cancel this now. You’re a Jeong, you know what we stand for. Do things properly, and you’ll be fine. It’s not that terrible."

"But it is! We all know what he is, and still, you hand me over to him on a silver platter!"

His voice was louder than it should have been and Head Omega looked at him in surprise.

"You’re being too dramatic." She shrugged. "Didn’t you see his manners? He’s not what most people think he is."

"Just because he wears a mask of kindness doesn’t mean he actually is! You know that, mother."

Head Omega walked away. Holding the bridge of her nose as if she was annoyed.

"There's nothing we can do. Jaehyun."

Jaehyun sat on the edge of the bed, letting tears fall from his eyes.

"I think you should leave."

He said before his mother could sit beside him to try to comfort him. She wouldn’t be able to anyway. 

"Just accept it, Jaehyun. It will be the best for our House and our kingdom altogether, you know it."

She left the chambers and then a silence prevailed for a moment.

"Should I leave too, my prince?"

Ten asked cautiously and Jaehyun looked up at him. Words were not needed as tears were already falling from his eyes. His companion quickly sat down next to him and allowed him to continue crying silently on his lap while he for some reason clutched that sword in his hands as if his life depended on it. He cried until he fell asleep but at least he didn't feel alone.

-

He felt his skin tickle as he tried to maintain his composure at the table. His clothes were uncomfortable and tight.  He didn't like wearing pieces that his mother hand-picked for him. The table was well-made and decorated. There were guests from other houses who were engaged in small talk with each other. He could see Yuta across the table. His red hair was combed back, showing a little more of his forehead. He was wearing more formal attire this time. Looking more like a noble than a high rank soldier. Their eyes met a few times but it didn’t last more than a second. Jaehyun didn’t like to look at him.

The light atmosphere Head Omega had imposed on the tea space was quite effective. As long as Sana and Jaejoong kept entertaining her with the subject of the wedding ceremony, her aura seemed less cold with each passing moment. To Jaehyun, elves might not be a good omen in the traditional sense, but in this case, Jaehyun was at least relieved that her attention was elsewhere. The busy chatter and occasional clinking of cutlery seemed to fade away as his mind wandered.

With a quiet exhale, Jaehyun made the decision to leave the hall. Even if only for a moment. A walk through the garden could give him a chance to breathe. To feel a bit of freedom amidst those suffocating plans. He stood up slowly and fortunately, his movements didn’t draw any attention to him. His mother barely noticed him leaving as her focus was entirely on Sana and the details of how weddings in Elior were like. It was just another reminder of how little he was actually seen in the grand scheme of things.

A gentle, fresh breeze swept across him. Offering a brief but welcome relief from the tension in his body. The garden stretched out before him with neatly trimmed hedges and blooming flowers. A stark contrast to the chaos swirling in his mind. He stopped near a small fountain at the far end of the garden. The sound of water splashing against the stone brought him a brief sense of calm. He closed his eyes. Leaning against the cold edge of the stone. His thoughts wandering once again. He remembered the first time he saw that garden and how amazed he had been by that space.

“I see you're not very fond of these formalities.” He heard a voice to his right and his body tensed when he saw the elven. Yuta raised an eyebrow when he noticed his reaction. "I apologize if I startled you."

He bowed slightly in reverence. Always annoyingly polite. As if he were only emulating the manners of the nobles in Vollachia.

"I..." He bit his lower lip. "I suppose there's nothing I can do about it."

"The plans they make for our married life are quite annoying. I can't blame you for that."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him. Annoyed wasn’t the word he would have used to describe Yuta at that table. It was quite the contrary.

"You seemed to enjoy the conversation, though."

"Did I?" Yuta shrugged. "I was just indulging Sana. We’re childhood friends. She places great importance on what I say.”

“You two must share a closer bond  for you to call her by her name like that."

The elven chuckled lightly.

"You humans are the ones with this many rules. We don’t use 'Lady,' 'Lord,' 'Prince,' or any of those honorifics you have to address each other." His scarred hand rested on the lilac flower in the nearby bush. He admired the color for a moment, as if he liked those flowers. “It must be like this with you once we get married.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"Are you ordering me not to call you by honorifics?"

"Ordering is a strong word." He plucked the flower from the bush. "I’m just saying I won’t call you Prince. Jaehyun."

Hearing his name come from that alpha’s mouth sent a shiver down his spine.

"Then why spread your name so pompously as Warrior Prince?"

"That came from you people from Vollachia. That title was never considered in Elior."

"Well... Huh, 'Prince' is definitely not a title you can honor, is it?" He said sharply causing the elven to give a slight smile. "It doesn’t suit you."

"And it suits you?"

Jaehyun stood up. He forced a smile and clenched his fists.

"What do you want?"

The elven pressed the lilac flower to his nose.

"According to Head Omega, we should get to know each other better and I agree. It bothers me to know so little about the person I’m going to marry." He shrugged. "But I suppose you’re not interested."

"I-"

"The hesitation is obvious in your eyes and posture. I’ve encountered nobles with more assertive stances than yours, even when their minds weren’t in the best shape."

The omega felt his cheeks burn. He didn’t like how the alpha was reading him.

"I suppose you’ve seen quite a bit of my people before cutting them off as if they were nothing."

The alpha growled. Sharp eyes watched him closely.

"You’re right. Just as I could have done with you and your family on your Name Day." He said it calmly, though the underlying annoyance was hard to miss. "Maybe you wanted that."

"Is that a threat?"

"Just an observation." He shrugged. "Besides, you're in possession of my sword now."

"A great doorstop, I must say."

He could see a slight glint in the alpha's eyes but that moment didn’t last long.

"You’re here!" Head Omega interrupted them. "We were looking for you. Sorry to interrupt the moment. We need to show the plan they made for the ceremony."

Yuta offered the flower to Jaehyun.

"Don’t worry. I was just about to give this flower to Jaehyun. It’s as beautiful as he is."

Head Omega smiled. She quite liked that. Always so obsessed with chivalry. Jaehyun just forced a smile and took a step back putting his hands behind his back.

"Thank you for the kind gesture but I prefer roses."

"Jaehyun!" His mother frowned. "Just accept it."

"No." Yuta shook his head. "My mistake. At least now I know his preference."

He handed the flower to Head Omega who accepted it with a smile. She bowed to the elven and then they made their way back to the table. The conversation this time was more uncomfortable, though. Head Omega didn’t change her tone. Her voice was soft and cheerful as if it truly brought her great joy. Jaehyun observed her mannerisms, letting doubt grow in his mind.

"I must say. The announcement had a great impact." His mother took a sip of tea. "The nobles were very pleased with what was decided and fortunately, there was no uproar. Head Alpha showed the Warrior Prince's sword, and that seemed to calm those who were still uncertain."

She looked at Jaehyun waiting for some response but the only thing he could say was a disheartened "Sounds good." His mother didn’t react. Acting as if the comment had never been made.

"Uh-huh. Anyway, it's good to know it's being well received. I must say, some nobles even expressed interest in the fruits of this marriage but it’s still too early to get into discussions about that.”

"Indeed." Sana chuckled lightly. “I must say, you humans think quite far ahead when you want to.”

“Mother is the one who’s anxious.”

Jaejoong added and Head Omega just shrugged.

"I’m just pointing that out, my dear. Jaehyun was getting a lot of proposals and of course now that he’s engaged the interest will shift to someone else. My Nana, for example. He is already getting some attention."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"It’s still too early for Jaemin to have conversations about marriage. Mother."

"I know, darling, but he has his duty to fulfill as well." They exchanged glances. His mother looked at him seriously, as if she didn’t want him to challenge her. "Anyway, I hope to hold my grandchild soon. House Jeong will have the pleasure of presenting the first half-elf in the lineage. It’s exciting."

Yuta looked intrigued at Head Omega.

"I can imagine that you've already thought ahead about this."

"Oh, of course. They will certainly be a strong and attractive alpha. I can already see many omegas from the Highlands wanting to marry them." She chuckled lightly. "Of course, we won’t let just anyone take that position—"

Jaehyun felt his stomach churn at the mere thought of having to carry the elven's seed.

"We won’t stay in Vollachia, though."

Yuta adjusted his posture at the table. Head Omega seemed surprised by the comment but smiled quickly to hide it.

"What?"

"After the wedding we’ll stay for some time here of course. I have some arrangements to do but we’ll return to Elior after I'm done. Don’t worry, we’ll send letters and visit occasionally."

The elven said in a serious tone and the conversation at the table fell silent. Jaehyun felt the weight of those words. Yuta was the alpha indeed. It meant that Jaehyun would have to adapt to his will, even if it required leaving the palace and Vollachia behind. That was what always happened. Jaehyun pressed his lips together, feeling even more trapped in a future he hadn’t chosen. Living in Elior... It sounded more like a cruel punishment.

“A-ah. Sorry. I got carried away with the plans for the future, of course. After all, Jaejoong can’t have children, so both Head Alpha and I are looking forward to our first grandchild.”

The effect of those words were immediate and undeniable. Jaejoong's gaze, which had remained calm and engaged in the conversation up until that point, fell to the table. His shoulders slumped slightly, and the expression that had once been serene was now dark and sad. The air around the table grew heavy, and only Head Omega seemed to not be bothered by what she just said. 

Sana tried to ease the moment when she noticed Jaejoong looking away. 

"Uh, we should-"  

"Excuse me. I need a moment."  

His older sibling stood up from the table, his voice low but firm. Then without waiting for a response, he left. Jaehyun followed him right after. The discomfort he felt for Jaejoong was palpable, and he knew he couldn’t leave his brother alone at that moment.  

He hurried out of the room, following Jaejoong's steps without caring about what his mother wanted to continue saying. He caught curious glances from the elves at the table, but neither of them said anything further. That was a sensitive topic in the family. Perhaps that was why Jaejoong had ended up being the most distant prince in the court even though he was the firstborn.  

He found the older omega not long after, standing near a window with his eyes lowered. Jaehyun quietly approached, placing a hand on Jaejoong’s shoulder, not knowing exactly what to say but feeling that he needed to be there.  

"Joong..." Jaehyun's voice came out softer than he expected. "I'm sorry-"  

Jaejoong shook his head, forcing a smile.

"It's alright. I... I just got emotional. I... I can't produce heirs and it's okay, I've accepted it a long time ago." His voice faltered for a moment. "Mother didn’t want to be mean."  

"That doesn't give her the right to speak about you like that, Joong."  

"She has her own expectations and I can't change that. Jae."  

Jaejoong sighed and then cupped Jaehyun's face.  

"And how are you? We barely talked after the announcement. I didn't know that was going to happen."  

"Apparently, no one knew." His voice cracked slightly. "But Mom... I think she's lying to me."  

"Is she?"  

"She's just acting so… comfortable… about all of this. There's no way she didn’t know about it. I... I don't want this, Joong."  

His brother gently caressed his face and pulled him into a hug.  

"I'm sorry, Jae. I wish I could help you with this, but-"  

"Uh, I'm a failure." Jaehyun squeezed his brother against him. "I should be making you feel better but I'm just dropping everything on your shoulders."  

"Hey. It's okay. I'm used to it." He pulled away from the hug and smiled at Jaehyun. "I'll always be here to listen, Jae. We were so close when we were younger, I don't know what happened."  

Jaehyun held his brother's hands and bit his lower lip. He clearly remembered what happened, but chose not to bring it up. It wasn’t the time to bring back those memories. 

"Sorry. I... It's nothing."  

Jaejoong smiled slightly at him.  

"Sorry if the discussions about the ceremony are uncomfortable. I know you don't want this, and I know it's a difficult time, but... There's not much we can do, right? At least I want to help make it a beautiful ceremony. For you."  

"I know, Joong. You're always trying your best." Jaehyun sighed. "I just wish Mother could see that."  

"She does. She just has to maintain the attitude of Head Omega. She holds that role in high regard. I'm sure you understand."  

Jaehyun wished he could believe that. His mother used to be a kind omega who put her children above everything else. She allowed Yunho to court Jaejoong. She let Jaehyun have his freedom to walk around the highlands and read any book he wanted to. She was a different person now. Somewhere along the way, that person got lost. Maybe it was the pressure of rising to such an important position or maybe it was just another excuse Jaehyun wanted to believe. The person he knew now was more Head Omega than his real mother. More distant and cold-hearted. Her focus had become achieving peace, just like Head Alpha. It was clear that everything else came second. 

“I hope you’re right.”

-

The following days at the palace were rushed and crowded. Everyone’s life there seemed to revolve around one single event: Jaehyun’s marriage to Yuta. The palace was constantly in motion. Head Omega was continuously receiving visitors and dignitaries. Organizing small gatherings where the couple had to be present as hosts. Each meeting seemed to follow the same pattern: the nobles arrived, greeted each other with big smiles, and then sat around the large table. The conversations revolved around a still uncertain future, expectations about the union, the obligations of each party and showcasing how the Warrior Prince was truly committed to peace. Sometimes it was just Jaehyun as the alpha had to be in the council room with Head Alpha and the other Houses leaders. He got to know little about him. Yuta was only twenty six. He was rather young for the title he uphold. Being the one of the youngest in Elior to join their forces. It could also mean that he was a monster since birth.

Jaehyun’s mother took the lead as always, guiding the discussions with her suffocating authority. She had a talent for it. She spoke about the importance of the marriage for the kingdom’s stability. The benefits of the union between humans and elves and how this alliance would reflect on the future of the families and the court. He pretended to listen to what was being said. The words seemed to echo without truly touching him. He smiled politely when necessary, responded to greetings with due courtesy but inside, his emptiness grew every day. He couldn’t connect with anything there. The nobles, the political matters, the promises of a future he didn’t choose. Yuta didn’t seem any different whenever he was around but the elven acted as if he were actively participating most of the time. Polite and annoying as always but at least they hadn’t talked much apart from the formalities. The elven didn't seem to want to disturb Jaehyun.

As the days passed, Jaehyun felt as if a rope around his neck was getting tighter. Every day he was reminded that he was going to marry an elven. Every day he was reminded that he had a duty. Every day he was reminded that the big day was coming. Every day he was reminded that his life wasn't his to choose.

He opened the window of his chambers and took a deep breath. The cold breeze of the nightfall hit his face and he looked down at the city below. The streets were calm and bright. Everything seemed small, distant, unattainable and yet, it was the escape he longed for. He remembered the time when things were simpler. When he could run freely through the streets of highlands as if the world was his to explore. There was something incredibly liberating about feeling small and insignificant amidst the crowd. Without expectant glances over his shoulder. Without the constant pressure of having a title to uphold.  

"The night is beautiful today, don't you think, my prince?" 

Ten approached him with a gentle smile.

"Yes, it is.” Jaehyun looked at the city again, his eyes shining in a melancholic way and stretched his hand lightly as if running his fingers over the houses. "When I was younger, I could run through those streets, go all the way to the library. We lived on the lower side of the highlands."  

"You never told me about your life before the palace, my prince."  

Jaehyun simply shook his head. 

"My parents don't like to remember it. Gods forbid this topic about our origins starts circulating through the capital. It's not really a secret and many important people must know about it, but still..." He shrugged. "Mom and Dad don't like to remember where they came from. They are ashamed of it."

Ten remained silent for a moment while Jaehyun's eyes were still fixed on the city. Although Vollachia was a wealthy capital, the differences among its people were very tangible. People usually divided the capital into two segments: the Highlands, the side of the palace and the residences and properties of the influential nobles of the council and their families. Then there’s the Suburbs, where lower-ranked nobles and the common folk lived. Those who had suffered the most during the war. They were blended together and their differences were only noticeable in the clothing, postures, neighborhood and so on.

"I suppose you don’t?"  

"I miss it, actually." He looked at a tall and imposing building. "Have you ever been to the Great Library?"  

The blonde looked in that direction and simply shook his head. 

“Highlands was never a place I’ve been to often until I was chosen as your companion.” Ten pointed to the far side of the city. Jaehyun bit his lower lip. It was really close to the Elior barrier. "We live on the lower side now. The nobles don't pay much attention to my family though."

"I see." He took a deep breath. "Should we sneak out today?"

The omega raised an eyebrow at him. 

"Your wedding is in two days, my prince."

"That's even more reason to sneak out." He held the blonde's hands. "Please, I don’t know when I’ll have the chance to walk the streets as a free person again."

Ten looked at Jaehyun. His expression is a mix of concern and resignation. He knew how overwhelmed the prince was. How much the pressure of his duties was consuming him. It wouldn’t be the first time they sneak out the palace, though. It was something they did occasionally when Jaehyun was tired of entertaining nobles and just wanted to feel like his life was what it used to be. He saw the plea in Jaehyun's eyes and could only sigh.

"That's why Head Omega doesn't like me as your companion."

Jaehyun smiled. A smile that mixed gratitude with a slight sense of victory.

"You’re the best companion a prince could have."

Without another word, Ten excused himself to fetch clothing more suitable for the occasion. They had a small compartment beneath Jaehyun's bed where they kept their attire for such a moment. Something simple that wouldn’t indicate his status. A cloak with a hood was also necessary to cover his face to avoid recognition.

The blonde left the room first, carefully looking at the surroundings. Jaehyun tried to keep his own footsteps quiet as they moved through the palace, feeling the familiar mix of excitement and trepidation. Sneaking out was always risky but the sensation of being away from that place, even if only for an hour, was almost indescribable. Ten led the way, always alert, making subtle gestures with his hand to signal that Jaehyun should keep the pace and remain calm. The soft lighting from the chandeliers on the wall created long shadows, like a protective curtain as they moved away from the main halls where servants and nobles were more frequently passing by.

The soldiers guarding the back gates were easily distracted by small commotions. While they went to investigate the slightest noise, it was enough time for Jaehyun to stealthily enter one of the merchant carriages parked nearby while Ten took control of the reins. Some unlucky merchants. Although Jaehyun usually leaves a bag of gold coins when they bring it back. 

"Have a good night!"

A polite soldier said to the blonde as he opened the gate for them. Ten simply nodded.

"I wish you the same."

And then, they were outside.

The night air enveloped both of them as the carriage moved and Jaehyun took a deep breath. Feeling freedom drawing closer. Ten kept his eyes alert to the surroundings. Noticing the movement on the road as they distanced themselves from the gates. When they were far enough, he tapped the wooden seat twice and Jaehyun understood it was time to get out and sit next to him.

"Do you think we’ll be able to return this before anyone notices it's missing?"

"From what I saw, all the goods had already been unloaded." Ten shrugged. "Merchants tend to stay at the castle for a while before they leave."

"We’ll be quick. I... I just need to breathe for a bit."

"I know, my prince." Ten sighed. "Where do you want to go?"

Jaehyun pointed in the direction where the city seemed most illuminated. As if some festivity were taking place. The sight of the colorful lights and the dancing shadows in the distant streets had caught his attention since he had looked at them through the window of his chambers.

"What’s that?"

"Oh, that must be some sort of festivity from the suburbs, my prince." Ten cleared his throat. "They always happen when the capital is going through some significant moment. I must say, they’re not very appropriate for you.”

"Why not?"

"Uh..." The blonde hesitated. "House Jeong still faces opposition. The common folk aren’t too fond of you."

Jaehyun looked again at the lights.

"I want to see."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded. He wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Ten stopped the carriage on a secluded street, allowing the two of them to exit unnoticed. Jaehyun pulled the hood to cover his face and with a discreet glance, he searched for a way to blend in with the crowd. He stared with fascination as the vibrant lights. Lanterns and scattered bonfires created a spectacle of colors against the darkness of the night. Festive music and laughter came from all directions and Jaehyun felt something inside him light up. There were dancers moving joyfully through the narrow streets. Their faces illuminated by colorful paper lanterns. Something very different from when the Highlands were at their busiest. There were no signs of formality here. There were no expectations of a prince. No need to uphold any nobility.

"Have you ever been to something like this before?" 

Jaehyun asked with his gaze fixed on the stalls and groups of lively people around.

"A few times." Ten replied with a slight smile. "It’s not something I can attend these days."

The prince smiled in response and intertwined his arm with Ten’s.

"Let’s enjoy it then."

The festivities were in full swing. Food stalls, artisans selling their wares and people enjoying the dances. Jaehyun took his time looking at each one of them. However, as they approached a square where a small play was being performed. Jaehyun noticed a group of people standing around watching intently. Curiosity filled him when he heard the laughter of the crowd and he quickly joined them.

On the stage made of simple wood, an actor dressed in tattered clothes and an improvised backdrop portrayed a prince. The setting was simple with a poorly stitched tapestry hanging behind. The story being told was clear. The prince, with a crooked crown, stood looking at the people who surrounded him, crying out for help as he held an actress in a tattered dress and a crown in her hands.

Another actor entered the stage and the audience booed. He played the role of a red-haired elven. The actor brandished a wooden sword and struck a proud pose.

“Oh. Prince Yuno. I defeated all of Vollachia’s troops and killed your parents.” He laughed in disdain. “Now come with me. I’m the only one you have.”

“No! Never! You’re a monster!”

“Silence!” The actor pretended to slap the prince and then grabbed him by the arm. “Do not raise your voice against your alpha. Now that I have conquered your land it’s time to bang the royal pussy hehe.”

The crowd laughed and Jaehyun felt his stomach churn as the actor playing the prince screamed as if he were desperate and the other left him on his hands and knees on the stage. Positioning himself behind him.

Jaehyun turned around. He didn't want to see it. The laughter of the crowd seemed to echo in his ears along with the feeling of humiliation. He couldn’t stay there, watching this play that made him a spectacle of mockery in front of everyone and reminding him that he would soon have to surrender himself to that elven too. He started walking away from the square. His hands clenching as he tried to control the emotion rising in his chest. He bumped into a person on the street but he didn’t look at them. He just mumbled an apology as he walked on. He didn't know exactly where he was going. He had no direction. He just walked as if it was the only way to deal with the whirlwind of feelings that took over him.

The city seemed to crumble around him. The sounds of the night were muffled by the noise of his mind. He took a deep breath trying to force himself to think of something different, of something other than the pressure. The shame. The fear. But he couldn't. It was then that the salty scent of the sea began to invade the air. When he looked around, he realized that he was close to a port. A simpler one than the one he used to visit. The docks were quiet at that time of night with a few boats anchored. Their masts swaying gently to the rhythm of the waves. Jaehyun stopped for a moment. The sound of the waves gently hitting the rocks brought him a strange sense of relief. He looked at the boats and his thoughts lost in the distant horizon.

"Are you alright, my prince?"

Ten asked in a soft voice but full of concern. The omega just shook his head. 

"It doesn't matter where I go. I’ll always be reminded of this, won't I?"

He looked at Ten, his eyes filled with tears.

"I'm sorry, my prince."

He remained silent for a moment, listening to the waves.

"Are we far from the carriage? I think I'm ready to go back."

"Not much. I was about to say the same thing."

He stared at one of the boats in the dock.

"Do you think there’s more out there?"

He asked. Ten moved closer and looked in that direction.

"I know there’s a kingdom to the south. Many merchants come from there. That’s why the suburbs thrive. They learn. They improve. That's how the common folk live. Highlands usually don’t help them as much as it should."

Jaehyun looked down. He had never lived the life of common folk. Even before becoming a prince. He was far from living in hardships but perhaps he should try.

"I wonder... What if-"

"This is what happens, my prince." Ten interrupted. His eyes fixed on the horizon. The blonde knew exactly what Jaehyun was about to suggest. "We take a boat and leave Vellioris altogether. No marriage. No more conflicts. No more elves. No more duties. We seek freedom in another kingdom beyond the sea."

Jaehyun pictured it. It didn't sound terrible at all.

"...I say we are the only omegas on the boat. Two unmated omegas and the rest are alphas. They may take their time but as the trip progresses, they realize what we are. They begin to harass us and eventually rape us. Throwing us around like rag dolls and by the time we reach a new land. We might be carrying their seed. We would be left alone in the harbor or if we are lucky enough they will take pity on us and may take us home. Where this will happen over and over again until we finally die."

Jaehyun swallowed hard. He opened his mouth to say something but Ten was giving him a serious look with teary eyes. Like it was a story painful for him to say. Almost as if it was something he had witnessed. Jaehyun sometimes forgot that Ten was around five years older than him and had a completely different life.

"You have never witnessed the cruelty of the common folk. My prince. You’ve only known the best. Even when your family wasn’t anything special. You’re lucky. The war brought out the worst in many people and to this day it is engraved in some."

Jaehyun fell silent.

"I’m sorry."

"No need." Ten took a deep breath. "It's not my story, after all, just... of someone unlucky."

"I'm sorry."

"It’s fine, my prince. I take no pleasure in shattering your dreams. Especially not at a time like this, but... Some dreams can be dangerous. Our kingdom is not a kind one. Not yet at least."

Jaehyun looked back at the sea and began to understand what the blonde meant.  There was a lot that Jaehyun had not witnessed because he had some privileges. Even though he had seen the furious face of war with his own eyes. His own experience seemed minuscule compared to what others had lived through.

He reflected on his life and what the future held for him. Perhaps that was why his parents had worked so hard to secure peace. Vollachia was still marked by cruelty and that was only a fraction of the kingdom. He had no idea what the consequences of those countless years of war had been for Elior as well. He took a deep breath, trying to understand the complexity of the situation he found himself in. Perhaps, if it truly brought change, this marriage wasn’t as bad at all. He just needed to survive it.

-

Jaehyun stared at his own reflection in the mirror as Head Omega paced back and forth behind him. Talking about the ceremony, recounting every step he would have to take once he was ready. She was as sharp as usual, reciting every detail.

"I hope you swallow any discomfort in front of your husband, dear."

Husband.

He bit his lower lip.

"There’s not much I can do, Mother. You know who I’m marrying with."

"Regardless." She cleared her throat. "You must show your confidence. I’m sure he’s being advised to do the same. You two will be the symbol of unity between Vollachia and Elior. This is a moment that nothing can go wrong. Your Father and I fought for it for five years. Any-"

"Any hesitation is unforgivable."

He finished the sentence he had heard many times during that week and Head Omega smiled as she stepped closer to him. Placing her hands on his shoulders.

"I’m glad you’ve been paying attention to what I’ve been telling you."

"I’ve heard it so many times it’s hard to forget."

"Good." She patted his shoulders. "Come. Let me take a look at you."

He stood up and she took a few steps back. Observing every detail of the omega's attire. He was wearing an elegant white vest with golden embroidery of natural symbols and flowing translucent sleeves with golden details. The belt was decorated with golden leaves and accentuated his waist as a flowing translucent fabric fell from his waist. Something that would flow gracefully as he walked and was complemented by light white pants with subtle golden details on the sides. An incredibly light and refined attire. Its fabric was soft and comfortable, unlike anything Jaehyun was used to wear. It was an outfit that made him comfortable enough. Even though he knew it was made by elven hands.

Head Omega looked him over from head to toe and approached to fix any flaws she spotted. Then, she smiled brightly. Her gaze was gentle and proud. Teary even. Jaehyun felt weak. Almost as if the mother she used to be was sneaking through.

"I love you, Jaehyun. I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you, Mother."

She gently caressed his face.

"Are you ready?"

She looked at him with that intense gaze and Jaehyun just sighed.

"Let's just get this over with."

Head Omega intertwined her arm with his and they were accompanied by the handmaidens. Two young omegas from House Kim —a family that strongly supported House Jeong— who carried small baskets filled with red rose petals. They would be the first to enter the hall, announcing the omega’s arrival.

The hall was anything but ugly. Flowers adorned the space, along with banners from each capital. Fragile, shimmering branches decorated the columns like they just grew there. Beautifully. Bringing a sense of nature to the atmosphere. If nothing else, it was a beautiful wedding venue. A perfect blend of Vollachia and Elior. It was a shame it was happening under such circumstances. Perhaps he would have enjoyed marrying an alpha he loved in such ambiance. He raised his head and with Head Omega guiding him, he began his slow steps toward the altar. Not once did he turn his face, lower his gaze or hesitate. He refused to look to the sides. He didn't want to allow any feelings to surface at that moment but he was well aware that this was a moment where he was the center of attention. Eyes of both humans and elves, divided on opposite sides.

The alpha was already waiting for him. His white clothes with golden ornaments similar to Jaehyun's but without the translucent details. His long hair was falling over his right shoulder in a braid with small golden brooches. It made the elven pointed ears even more noticeable. His hair seemed brighter, which made the contrast with his clothes even more sickening.

Once he reached the altar. He was greeted by the Priest of Vollachia and received a bow from the Cleric of Elior. A young elven with hair in a pale reddish color, nearly pink, approached them with flower crowns. Yuta smiled at her and bowed. Lowering his head, allowing her to place the crown on his head. It fit perfectly as if it had been handcrafted for the alpha's head. She smiled and turned to Jaehyun who suddenly tensed up and looked at the Head Alpha beside him. His Father only nodded. A sign for him to accept.

He looked at Yuta who raised an eyebrow at him as if trying to decipher the omega’s thoughts. His amber eyes carried something that Jaehyun couldn’t really tell what it was. He just lowered his head and she quickly placed the flower crown on him.

"May your love grow and shine through the silent stars."

She said as a chant. As a prayer. Thus beginning the ceremony.

They took their vows before Head Alpha and received both Elior and Vollachia's blessings. His father kept that big smile on his face as he bestowed them. Like a fever dream. Yuta held his hands and they stared at each other. They both knew what they should do now but neither of them took action first. Everyone's eyes were there. Heavy over them and waiting. It was the first time he had seen those amber eyes falter. Jaehyun could see Jaejoong from the corner of his eye. Muttering something to encourage him. Jaehyun took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Hands holding the face of the elven and pulling him close. An awkward kiss with only their lips touching. It made the guests' claps echo loud and clear. Congratulating them.

It could have been an out of body experience. That’s how he felt. He was in an automatic state throughout the entire wedding. He couldn’t escape. He was just there. Holding on to people's praise for his courage. They were embracing that marriage as the best thing that could have happened. His parents were beaming about how happy they were about the whole thing. It didn't even seem like they were forcing their son into a marriage he didn't want. 

Yes. 

Jaehyun was now married to an elven.

They sat side by side. Everyone appeared cheerful, engaging in small talk with each other. Laughter and chatter echoed throughout the hall. The musician arrived and began preparing music for the dance. Yuta looked at Jaehyun and extended his hand. The omega took a deep breath and allowed himself to be led to the center where they did the first dance of the night with their hands linked in a formal manner. Both of them could feel everyone's eyes were fixed on them. 

"I must say. You surprised me." Yuta muttered. “Thought you wouldn't do it.”

“My husband was too coward to take the lead.”

The alpha glared at him.

"You won’t accept compliments that easily, are you?"

"Was this your manner of complimenting me?"

Yuta simply rolled his eyes. It was satisfying to see annoyance on his face. They remained silent for a little longer before the elven spoke again.

"I apologize if my dancing is a bit awkward." He said calmly. "I've had a few classes this week but I don’t think I’ve learned much."

Jaehyun looked at those amber eyes. He was being serious about it.

"At least you're not stepping on my feet."

The elven raised an eyebrow as if he was going to say something to annoy him.

"Thank you."

"That’s it?"

"Do you want me to say something else?"

He bit his lower lip.

"Not  really. Guess I was waiting for you to come up with some irony.”

"You're the one who likes to provoke. Not me."

He couldn’t believe his ears.

“You know what? I think I prefer you with your mouth shut.”

"Perhaps I prefer you with your mouth shut as well but we can't have everything, can we?"

"You're right."

The music ended and the hall filled with enthusiastic applause. Jaehyun and Yuta parted, bowing their heads to each other. Other couples moved to the floor as the next melody began. Jaehyun returned to his seat but Yuta didn’t join him.

The alpha was engaged in a conversation with a tall elven. His arms exposed and his light brown hair tied back in a ponytail. His attire resembled Yuta’s from the day the announcement was made. He then looked around and noticed Head Omega's satisfied smile in his direction and felt a chill run down his spine. There was something he wasn't prepared for yet.

With Yuta no longer at his side he took the opportunity to walk around the hall, engaging in conversations with some nobles he already knew with a well-practiced smile on his face. It was almost automatic:hearing compliments, thanking them politely, exchanging a few diplomatic words. But he couldn't escape for long.

It was his mother who forced him to leave for the chambers. She intertwined her arm with his and pulled him away from a conversation he was having with his siblings. She was calm but Jaehyun knew what she wanted when he realized she was leading him to Ten at the exit of the hall.

“Do everything right, dear. We’re counting on you.”

“And what exactly is that, Mother?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Let him do what he wants. You’re a beautiful omega.” She caressed his face. “I’m sure he’ll be gentle.”

He simply forced a smile. Unconvincing.

“Thank you for the advice.”

He pulled his arm away from his mother’s and stepped back. He didn’t want to listen to any other words that came out of her mouth after that.

“Shall I escort you to your new chambers, my prince?”

Ten bowed to him and Jaehyun felt a slight weakness in his legs. Of course, Jaehyun is married now. He would have a new room in the palace. One meant for a couple.

“Show me the way.”

The hall was left behind but the silence of the palace corridors didn’t make him feel any better. They arrived faster than he would have liked.

“If I may say, my prince.” Ten lowered his head toward him. “From behind might be more comfortable for you.”

Jaehyun bit his lip and didn't say a word. He simply walked into the chambers. The suite was larger than he expected. Opulent and clearly designed to impress. The high ceiling was adorned with carved wooden beams. He ran his hands over the furniture. It was a larger room but less warm. On the contrary. It felt cold and lifeless. He looked at the bed and felt tension building in his chest.

"This is it. Isn't it?"

He whispered to himself.  Feeling his eyes water but not letting those tears fall. The worst had yet to come. Slowly, he unbuttoned his attire, his hands trembling slightly. He was scared. He had never been touched before. He didn’t know what it would feel like. He was afraid to look into Yuta's eyes as he took him. He-

The door opened.

He could feel the weight of those amber eyes on him. Taking a deep breath, he tried to untie his attire as quickly as possible. He was supposed to be ready by now. Fear crept into him as he wondered what the alpha would do if he wasn't ready for him.

He heard the sound of the door locking. His heart started beating faster but he didn’t turn around. He just opened his vest and let the clothes fall lightly from his shoulders as Yuta slowly approached until he was just inches behind him. His breath brushing against the back of Jaehyun’s neck.

He jumped slightly when he felt the elven's hands on his waist. They moved up slowly to his shoulders. Fingers slightly touching his pale skin that was exposed. Jaehyun thought this was how it would start. From behind. It would be better that way, as Ten had said. At least he wouldn’t have to look at him but then, the elven hesitated for a moment and Jaehyun heard a sigh. Yuta’s fingers lingered, sliding over the fabric. Instead of going any further, he pulled the clothes back over Jaehyun's shoulders. A gesture that felt as heavy as the sigh itself.

“It would be better if we did this.” The alpha said in a calm tone as he began untying his own attire. He ran his fingers through his crimson hair, undoing a small golden brooch that fell to the floor unnoticed. “But I take no pleasure in touching someone who does not want my touch.”

Jaehyun looked at the elven. Surprised. He opened his mouth but there was nothing he could truly say. He didn’t want this but he didn’t know how to respond to the alpha’s action. They were married and were supposed to consummate it. He should breed Jaehyun from day one to ensure the omega would have his children as soon as possible. That was how things were supposed to be and yet...  

The alpha simply lay on the bed. Back turned to Jaehyun. His bare back revealed a scar running across it.  

“You do have soft skin, though. Head Omega was right. It's like a soft peach.” 

Jaehyun couldn't say much. He just stood there in silence on the other side. Staring at the image of that elven.

“I-”  

"Just sleep. Peach. We have busy days ahead of us."

Jaehyun couldn’t quite describe what he was feeling. He sat on the bed after briefly changing into his nightgown. He could hear Yuta's breathing getting weaker until he was still. Sleeping silently and Jaehyun was there. Confused and married to a husband who didn't want to touch him.

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He woke up gasping for air. His heavy breathing made his chest rise and fall as beads of sweat ran down his forehead. He had dreamed of the fire again. The screams and those furious eyes that haunted him in the shadows of his mind. The memories came in waves, so intense that he could smell the smoke, hear the crackling flames, and the hurried footsteps. It had been a while since that memory had hit him this hard. He closed his eyes for a moment. Trying to push away the feeling of terror that still pulsed through his veins, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself faced with a figure in the room. 

Yuta stood there, one eyebrow raised at him. His amber eyes gleamed with curiosity as the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting shadows on the walls but Jaehyun could only focus on the sword the elven was holding. The one he had entrusted to the omega’s care. A shiver ran down Jaehyun’s spine and he pulled the sheets up over himself, as if the thin fabric could somehow shield him.

"I apologize if I startled you." Yuta said in a calm tone. "It wasn't my intention."

The elven turned his attention back to the weapon in his hands and a silence hung in the air before he spoke again.

"I see that not even a prince escapes nightmares."

"I-"

The sound of the sword being drawn from its sheath echoed through the chamber. Jaehyun bit his lower lip, not knowing what to do at that moment. The elven slowly spun the blade in his hand. Almost as if it were a natural extension of his arm before sliding it back into the sheath. A movement so smooth and subtle that it unsettled something deep inside him. He was alone in the room with an armed elven. Yuta could end him right then and there, but his aura didn't exude any hostility. 

There was no reason to.

Jaehyun blinked a few times as reality hit him. He was in their bed. Their shared chamber. Even though they hadn’t intercourse. It didn't change the fact that they were now married. They had wed the night before in a grand ceremony in front of the most influential people in all of Vellioris. Or half of it. 

"I see you took good care of it." Yuta said with his gaze fixed on the sword’s edge. There was something curious about the way the alpha took care of that weapon. "I was worried Head Alpha might try something with it, but I see he kept his word."

"My father’s only goal is peace. He would never do anything to harm this alliance.”

Jaehyun spat, but the elven didn’t react to it.

“You must be right.”

With a quick movement, Yuta drew the blade again and without hesitation he pressed his finger against the sharp edge. Jaehyun held his breath as he watched the blood bead trail down in a crimson line. The elven stepped closer and he instinctively shrank back. Clutching the sheets to his chest. Yuta stopped by the bedside, watching the omega for a brief moment before letting the droplets fall onto the white fabric. Realization dawned on Jaehyun and he looked back at the alpha again in surprise. He understood what Yuta was doing. It was proof that he lost his maidenhead. Servants who came in to clean the sheets would see this and carry the news everywhere. 

"This might not be as convincing as it looks." Yuta said as he pressed a piece of cloth against the cut, showing no sign of pain. "Like I said, it would be better if we actually did it."

"Then why-"

"I’m just doing my part." He cut Jaehyun off mid-sentence and put his sword back in its sheath. “Head Omega wanted us to join for breakfast.”

Jaehyun sighed. Of course she did.

"I... I know."

The alpha tied the sword sheath to his belt and turned to leave the room.

“The bath is already prepared. I’ll be waiting for you outside.”

The doors closed behind him and the omega was embraced by silence. The weight on his shoulders seemed to grow heavier. Now, he had to maintain the facade that everything was going well with this marriage. The alpha’s gesture could be seen as respectful. After all, Yuta hadn’t forced himself on Jaehyun, but at the same time, letting his blood stain the sheets carried a bitter symbolism.

He didn’t take long to bathe. The water was warm, but even that wasn’t enough to ease the tension coursing through him. When he got out of the shower the servants were already in the room. He Ignored their curious eyes and locked himself in the dressing area. He didn’t want those eyes on him while he changed. He knew they would be looking for physical marks on his body and since there was none. It was better to avoid it. He dressed quickly in a simple, lightweight outfit, knowing that he only needed to join the family for breakfast and do the bare minimum for the day.

Yuta wasn’t outside waiting as he had said he would be though. Not that Jaehyun minded at all. He just let his mind adrift as his footsteps echoed through the cold hallway before a voice called him out, breaking through his thoughts.

"Oh, Prince Jaehyun." The omega bit his lower lip when he saw the owner of that voice on the other side of the hallway. It was Kim Doyoung, the last person he wanted to see right now. House Kim was one of the most influential houses in Vollachia and a strong supporter of House Jeong but Doyoung was one of those nobles Jaehyun didn't like to be around. His eyes were always sharp, observant, and his expression was always annoying. As if he was always ready to say more than he actually did. His words always came with an undertone of irony. Most people in that House acted that way. "Good morning. I wasn’t expecting to see you this early."  

He smiled, but It didn’t feel sincere at all.

"Good morning, Lord Doyoung."  

He bowed to him and the alpha just shook his head. 

"Oh, that's not necessary. Don't push your body any further than you have to." He smiled. "I assume you're going to breakfast with Head Omega?"  

"Precisely." Jaehyun adjusted his posture. "Mother wants everyone to gather for our first breakfast as… Huh, A family. I assume you’re not invited?"  

"Indeed." Doyoung tilted his head slightly. Jaehyun felt the annoyance in the alpha’s eyes. “I’m supposed to meet with the esteemed leaders later at the council meeting.”

“I see. This isn’t over then.”

“Of course not, your marriage is merely a stepping stone for the peace we long for.” He smirked at him. “We’ve been arranging trade agreements and holding festivities in the highlands to promote the union between our people. Recently, we’ve been receiving quite a few visitors from Elior due to the news that the Warrior Prince was marrying a Vollachian human.”

“I see. So the city is truly blooming with elvens at the moment…”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He didn’t like the idea.

“Not that it bothers you, right, my prince?”

He looked at the smug face of the alpha and forced a slight smile.

“Indeed. How is Jungwoo?”

He quickly changed the subject. He didn’t want to give any more room for provocation.

“He’s well, of course. He’s set to marry an alpha from House Son. Head Alpha also approved the idea, it's just… fantastic when our desires align with our hearts. Is it not?

“Indeed. Hopefully you will find this one day.” 

That seemed to strike a nerve. Doyoung opened his mouth to reply but was promptly interrupted by Yuta’s arrival. The alpha appeared to swallow any biting remark and bowed slightly to the elven. 

“Greetings, Prince Yuta.” 

Yuta  barely glanced at him, instead fixing his gaze on Jaehyun. His expression was calm, but there was a different glow in his amber eyes.

“I apologize for not waiting for you. I had to speak briefly with my grandfather.”

“It’s okay, I guess.” Jaehyun shrugged. "I just finished getting ready anyway."

“I see. Should we go?”

“Sorry for interrupting.” Doyoung lifted his head. His eyes were sharp and almost threatening. He did not like to be ignored at all. "I suppose Elior lacks the knowledge of simple formalities."

“I just came to pick up my husband.” The elven’s calm and indifferent tone made Doyoung’s ears turn red. Jaehyun held back the urge to giggle as Yuta bowed to the human as briefly as possible, almost disrespectful for someone in Doyoung’s position. “If you’ll excuse us. We should meet with our family now."

He reached out to Jaehyun who hesitated for a moment but took his hand. Doyoung bowed politely and forced a strained, annoyed smile.

“Of course, Prince. I have no intention of delaying anything.”

Yuta simply nodded and they walked away from the noble. Silence remained between them for a few moments before the elven spoke again.

"I suppose that noble is not to your liking."

"Uh, he's a spoiled noble who thinks he has authority over everyone."

Yuta raised an eyebrow at him.

"He does sound authoritative." The alpha shrugged. "But his authority means nothing to me."

"I suppose humans mean nothing to you in general."  

"And yet I married the most spoiled one of them." They stopped in front of the dining hall. Yuta adjusted his attire briefly and extended his arm to Jaehyun. "We have to make quite a scene. Peach."  

His calm tone was extremely annoying with those amber eyes looking into his, the nickname didn’t feel intimate at all. It felt forced. It felt like Yuta was trying to mock him. Jaehyun knew it had to be this way though. This marriage didn’t just have to happen. It had to be shown as something that was real and that was working. He sighed lightly and intertwined their arms.  

The dining hall was different this time. No nobles from other houses. No guests or dignitaries it wasn’t supposed to feel like a reunion to talk about politics but a moment where the family would spend time together. The table was divided into two sides for Jaehyun and Yuta's families. Head Omega sat at the head of the table as usual, with the empty chair for Head Alpha beside her. His siblings were seated on the right side. Sion with his posture steady while Jaemin seemed more carefree. 

Jaejoong was also present, but without his husband. Yunho rarely attended meetings like this. If anything, Jaejoong and Yunho were more distant at the moment. The alpha rarely leaves highlands to come to the palace. Maybe he doesn't receive any invitations either. On the other side, there was a new presence. An elven with pale reddish hair, almost pink. She had a few braided strands just like every other elven Jaehyun met. It seems to be something they like to do. The omega recognized her as the one who placed the flower crown on their heads at the wedding. She seemed bored and just enjoying the grapes she was eating while an familiar older elven with long gray hair sat next to her.

Head Omega looked at the two of them entering the room with a wide smile. Her eyes were sharp, analyzing their postures. She had probably already heard the latest gossip from the servants too.  

"Look at them." She said in a cheerful tone as she stood up with her arms open. Yuta greeted her with a kiss on her hand and Jaehyun received a tight hug from her. “How are you feeling, my dear?”

She asked as if genuinely interested, but ordered them to sit before Jaehyun could respond. Yuta was a gentleman or at least pretended to be. He pulled out the chair for the omega to sit, then took his seat on the other side of the table, across from him.  

On the way, his fingers passed through the abundant table and he picked up a peach. He sat with a smirk on his face. Biting the peach with his eyes fixed on Jaehyun. The omega felt sick but it was only an indication that Yuta seemed to be really committed to making appearances work in their marriage. At least for now. 

"Well. Uh-huh." Head Omega began. "I wish our families were all here, but I understand the duties of our leaders."

“Still, it is an honor to be seated at your table. Esteemed leader.” 

The older elven said. Jaehyun remembered him. He was Yuta’s grandfather. The young elven beside him locked her eyes on Jaehyun the moment their eyes met. There was a certain unsettling curiosity in them.

“I’m sure my father will be happy to welcome visitors to Elior when Yuta returns with his bride.” She said with a smile, looking at the Head Omega. “Of course, he is very eager to see the one Yuta bestowed his sword upon.”

"I've already taken care of that. Aeri." Yuta said sharply. "Forget about it. He understands.”

The elven just shrugged and went back to her grapes.

"Uh-huh." Yuta's grandfather cleared his throat, interrupting them. "I must say, you have quite a family, Head Omega. Beauty runs through your veins."

His mother blushed.

"Oh, please, don't flatter me."

The older elven simply smiled kindly. Jaehyun chose not to say much during the time he was there. Only responding when he had words assigned to him. Aeri continued to watch him, her curious gaze was hard to avoid. He tried to focus on his plate, but the pressure on his shoulders got heavier as time passed. He wanted it to end soon. That breakfast was a mere formality anyway. The conversations around them seemed to flow smoothly. He couldn't tell if it was just an act or if they were truly comfortable with each other's presence.

Head Alpha arrived not long after. Everyone at the table stood up to bow to him. Jaehyun received a hug from his father but that was nothing more than his way of saying that the omega was doing his duty properly. His presence did not last long, though.

The doors to the hall opened abruptly the moment he sat down. Two guards entered the room. Their expressions behind their helmets were tense and they quickly moved toward Head Alpha bowing before saying anything else.

"Forgive the interruption, Esteemed Leader." One of them began. "We have received an urgent report from the Highlands. There has been a small commotion involving a group of rebels."

The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Head Alpha furrowed his brow, and Yuta, who had been relaxed in his seat, now wore a serious expression. Jaehyun could see a dangerous glint in the alpha's eyes as the guards continued to silently relay the information to his father. The elven could certainly feel the tension of the guards because of the way they were looking at the elves.

“It’s something we should be concerned about. Esteemed leader?”

Yuta's grandfather raised an eyebrow at Head Alpha, who simply shook his head again. The three elves appeared attentive and serious about the situation. They ignored any words from Head Omega trying to get around the situation.

"Uh-huh. I suppose this was something that could happen sooner or later."

Head Alpha gestured for the guard to explain the situation and he opened his mouth as if to question but Head Alpha just glared at him. He quickly bowed and passed on the information.

"There was an incident with a diplomat from Elior." the guard explained. "They were on an official visit when they were attacked by a group of rebels. Commander Yunho was on the scene and managed to intercept the action before anything worse happened."

"Unaceptable!"

Yuta's grandfather stood up, and Head Alpha did the same.

"Lord Reiji. I’m terribly sorry. We’ll be looking for a way to resolve this as soon as possible."

Yuta stood up, his eyes darkened.

"This won’t be enough. I’m afraid I should handle this myself."

The leader hesitated. He clearly realized that Yuta was already armed with his sword again and glanced at Jaehyun out of the corner of his eye. 

"It’s not necessary. This was just a misunderstanding, and we’ll resolve it internally." His father tried to argue, keeping his voice calm but firm. "We—"

"I apologize but I can’t just trust your reports." Yuta shook his head. "I need to see the situation with my own eyes."

"Please." Head Omega tried to intervene. "Today is the first day of your marriage. You should stay away from dealing with situations like this and remain in the palace with Jaehyun. Besides-"

"I'm sure my husband understands."

The alpha raised an eyebrow at Jaehyun, and he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. As if what he was about to say next was of great importance. The eyes of the room quickly turned to him, leaving him with a choice. Like he had any sort of control over the beast Yuta was keeping inside. He bit his lip hard and tried to maintain his composure.

"Uh... I-I… Were there people injured??"

He looked at the guard, who seemed surprised.

"Commander Yunho-."

"What?" Jaejoong stood up with concern written all over his face. "How is he? How bad is it? I need to see him immediately!"

"No, Prince Jaejoong." The guard bowed. "Commander Yunho is fine. They were minor injuries. He avoided the worst brilliantly, but... Huh, he believes it was a planned attack."

Aeri also stood up, and Jaehyun noticed that the elven carried a small dagger sheathed at her waist. Her short, purple-toned dress reached only halfway down her thighs. An attire that could be considered scandalous in highlands. 

"Yuta should take a look at the situation." She said firmly. "But I can see that the esteemed leaders are quite hesitant. In that case, I believe our grandfather’s presence is also required to keep the tensions in check."

Yuta smiled slyly at the other elven, and Lord Reiji just sighed.

"That is the wisest choice."

Jaehyun's father hesitated. He wasn't sure whether to allow this. His eyes slowly moved up and down between the features of the elves and Yuta’s hand resting on the sword in its sheath. The alpha seemed to notice and quickly removed the weapon from his belt, placing it on the table.

"If it makes you more comfortable, I’ll leave my sword with my husband." He turned his amber eyes toward Jaehyun, and the omega felt a wave of discomfort. "I know he will take good care of it."

Head Alpha sighed, realizing it would be futile to resist.

“Very well. Let’s go there to get more information directly.” He gestured to Sion who quickly came to his side. Sion was the youngest son and the only alpha. Because he carried the weight of being the direct successor of the Head Alpha, he always participated in important events and council meetings. Both his parents were forging a ruthless leader even if it cost the childhood of that fourteen-year-old boy.

“Dear father. Allow me to go with you. I need… I need to see Yunho.”

Jaejoong pleaded with a crack in his voice. The worry was visible in the omega's eyes. 

"Let him go." Jaehyun said, trying to control his voice. He knew how much his brother cared for his husband. After all, their marriage was completely different to what Jaehyun had. "Yunho is part of the family, after all."

"Jae..."

Head Omega, who had been sitting next to Jaejoong. Looked at them for a moment. She didn’t seem to oppose the idea.

"Let him go, dear. Commander Yunho is part of this family indeed, and if he was truly heroic, he should be rewarded." She stood up and gently caressed the face of her eldest son. “Go. But be careful.”

"Thank you, Mother."

"Very well." Head Alpha cleared his throat and ran his hands through Jaemin’s black hair before kissing the young omega’s head as a goodbye. "We should go."

Jaehyun watched the group leave quickly. Head Omega followed shortly after, saying that she needed to prepare a brief council meeting for Vollachia to assess the situation. They were given a choice to go with her but Jaehyun hesitated. He didn’t want to deal with her words right now even though he knew Jaemin would try to distract her from him like he did when he felt that Jaehyun was being scolded. Jaemin went with her though. The young omega seemed to want to be with Jaehyun but changed his mind when his eyes met with Aeri.

He said his goodbyes and then Jaehyun was left alone with an elven in the dining hall. His eyes fell on the sword before him and the silence that followed was almost suffocating. For a brief moment, he wished he had found an excuse to leave the room as well. Aeri remained standing for a few seconds before sitting back down, crossing her legs elegantly. She observed Jaehyun with a curious smile.

"So." She began, breaking the silence. "I suppose I haven't formally introduced myself yet. I'm Aeri, Yuta's younger sister."

Jaehyun opened his mouth to speak, but the elven shook her head.

"I don’t need introductions. I know exactly who you are." Aeri tilted her head, her eyes scanning Jaehyun almost like she despised him. "I’m glad that I finally got to meet you and I must say, I don't know what's special about you."

"I’m not sure I understand your point."

She ran her hand over the hilt of the sword on the table.

"My brother bestowed his sword upon you. Even though you’re married, this is not a simple thing. At least, not in Elior." Aeri chuckled softly. "Maybe it means nothing to you."

"I… I didn’t ask for it." Jaehyun retorted. "I didn’t even know it meant anything to him."

Her smile disappeared and she narrowed her eyes.

"Of course, you must know very little about us. Vollachians don’t care about anyone but themselves." She stood up abruptly. "You’ve done something, even if you don’t know it. Yuta would never have done this without a reason."

"I didn’t do anything."

Aeri shrugged.

"It's not wise to hide things, Prince. I'll find out eventually." She adjusted her dress and threw one last curious glance at Jaehyun. "I'll let this go for the moment. After all, we are family now. But don’t think I’m not paying attention to you."

With that, she left the hall too, leaving Jaehyun alone. The weight of her words lingered in the air. It felt more like a threat. The omega’s eyes turned to the sword. He sighed and picked it up, his fingers lightly brushing over the uniquely decorated scabbard. He didn’t understand Yuta, nor his reasons. Or any reasons elvens might have in general. They scared him. They were difficult to talk with. They weren’t good in any type of formality.

The sound of a fly passing before his face broke his bubble. He looked at the fly as it landed gracefully on the table. He stared at it for a moment before subtly grabbed a cup and flipped it over the fly. It went wild in seconds. Flying, fluttering, and twisting inside the glass. He watched in silence for some time. The way it had nowhere to go, trapped between impenetrable walls. Just like him. He felt his own desperation deep in his heart but didn’t let that emotion show. 

He didn't matter after all.

-

The tension floated through the palace halls. He could hear the echo of hurried footsteps in his ears as he wondered if the supposed commotion in the highlands might have been more than what was initially stated. Perhaps Yuta didn’t like what he saw and decided to show his true self and unleashed the beast inside, thus breaking the alliance. He shook his head. That wouldn’t be a good outcome. Given Yuta’s reputation, he would certainly decimate many lives before falling to the ground. If he falls at all.

He glanced at the sword in his hands once again. It was the second time the elven had handed him that blade, but he couldn’t tell why. What was the hidden meaning behind that gesture? Something so simple to Jaehyun seemed to be far too complex to be mere formality. He didn’t like the uneasy feeling left in the back of his mind by Aeri.

Jaehyun knew little about elves. The great library of the highlands had little information about them. Only fantasy tales of what Elior was supposed to be. A luminous, prosperous land, intertwined with nature, something truly magical. If magic ever existed. He used to believe in that, until his first encounter with a real elven. The sound of fire consuming the world around him. Furious eyes gleaming with a sickening light. It was a memory he tried to bury deep in his mind.

“Jae!”

Jaemin called out while running in his direction. He had bright eyes and a wide smile on his face. The young omega had always been like a bright spot in the darkness of the palace. Someone colorful and loving. It was even surprising that he was like this. Maybe because their mother paid more attention to Sion, Jaemin could grow up without much weight on his shoulders. Jaemin and Sion were only two years apart after all.

“Nana? I thought you were with mother.”

He ran his hand through the young omega’s black hair and smiled lightly.

“She’s very focused on gathering the leaders of the Houses.” He shrugged. “I’m sure she didn’t even notice that I left.”

“And you were running around the palace all by yourself?”

“Of course not!”

A young omega approached them. His breath was heavy, as if he had been running. Jaehyun recognized him as Renjun, Jaemin's companion.

“Prince Jaehyun, it’s an honor to see you!” The omega bowed as soon as he caught his breath. “Sorry for introducing myself like this… Well, my prince ran off and I almost got lost in the palace trying to catch up.”

Jaemin giggled while Renjun held his arm, trying to stop him from running off again. It was funny how Jaemin could be so carefree. So different from him. Maybe Jaemin had never felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. Or maybe he just knew how to hide it very well.

“It’s okay. I know Nana is like this when he wants to be.”

“Well, I was escaping!”  

Jaemin stuck his tongue out at Jaehyun, who chuckled lightly.  

“I hope this doesn’t get you into trouble with mother, Jaemin.”

“I doubt it, Jae.” The younger omega shook his head. “She shouldn’t even want me to go with her. I only went because that elven was scary.”

“Uh-huh.” Renjun cleared his throat. “Please, my prince. Don’t say those things out loud.”

“But it’s the truth.” Jaemin grimaced at him.  “Wasn’t it, Jae?”

“Huh, Renjun is right. Nana, you shouldn’t say those things out loud.”

“You’re only being nice because it's your husband’s sister.” Jaemin grumbled, and Jaehyun gently tugged at the younger boy’s ear. “Ouch, sorry.”

Then he gently passed his hand over Jaemin’s hair again.

“You know mother doesn’t like those comments, Jaemin. Besides, I thought you liked elves.”

“I do! But Youngho is cool. Unlike her.”

Jaehyun blinked. He didn’t know that name. Even after encountering a few elves during the days before his marriage.

"Who would that be?"

"That tall elven. Don’t you remember? You even danced with him!”

Oh.

Jaehyun remembered little of the elves’ features that he had met. They quickly faded from his mind. Maybe it was a natural way for him to protect himself from his own memories. He had seen that elven more than once, though. He remembered because there’s only one elven that is hard to forget. That is Yuta. His husband. He remembers seeing the alpha talking to another. A tall elven with light brown hair on their wedding celebration.

"Where’s your companion, Prince Jaehyun?"

Renjun cut through his thoughts. His eyebrows were raised as he looked behind Jaehyun, as if searching for Ten. Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He didn’t want to think about Ten right now.

"He's... Huh, he must be busy. It’s fine."

"This cannot be!" Renjun said, covering his mouth. "You can’t be alone, my prince."

"Well, it’s fine. Really." Jaehyun glanced at the sword in his hands. "If anything happens, I can protect myself."

Jaehyun could see the surprise clearly written on Jaemin and Renjun's faces. They both looked at him as if he had said something completely unthinkable. To anyone else, the idea of an omega like Jaehyun defending himself alone would be laughable. Omega’s are not capable of protecting themselves. They were simply too weak for that. That’s why the princes had those companions. If anything happens, one is sure to scream for help or sacrifice his life for them. As terrible as it sounds.

"Are you serious, Jae? This is why Prince Yuta gave it to you?!"

"No." He shook his head and pinched his sibling's nose. "I’m just kidding, Nana."

Jaemin pouted. He seemed clearly disappointed.

"Are you going to be busy today, Prince Jaehyun? We can keep you company if you want.”

The young companion smiled gently at him. Jaemin simply nodded with a smile. He shared the same idea as the other. Jaehyun looked at them for a moment. Often, they didn’t seem to have a typical prince-companion dynamic. They looked like true friends. Best friends even. As if their realities were on equal footing. He smiled at them. There was no reason to refuse. They could be the distraction he needed the most.

Jaehyun didn't see Yuta for the rest of the day. Not that he wanted to, but that sword in his hands seemed like too much of a burden to carry. The nobles who passed by the garden couldn't hide their glances at it or their intrusive questions. The same could be said for Head Alpha, not that it wasn't already his habit. Since he ascended to the position as leader of Vollachia, he has spent less and less time with his family. Although, whenever they met, he seemed affectionate and loving, or pretended to be. Head Omega was the one who was most present at breakfast, lunch and dinner. Always reinforcing their duties as princes.

Jaemin and Renjun were a good company. They often talked about various topics that piqued their curiosity or came up with game ideas for them to play to pass the time. It only highlighted their innocence. There were moments Jaehyun got lost in his thoughts again but Jaemin constantly broke him out of his bubble. He liked seeing Renjun's reaction every time he talked about what the companion had done that day on Jaehyun's Name Day.

Apparently, the young omega had his first meeting with the alpha he was supposed to marry. Renjun always blushed but he didn’t seem uncomfortable with the situation. Not like Jaehyun. The thought of marriage so early like this was sickening, but at least he knew Renjun would stay by Jaemin’s side until the prince got married. It was like this with all the princes. Marriage. Perhaps that was the only thing left for omegas to think about in that court. Marrying. Bearing children and raising them. Having to be an active character in the self-centered smug little bubble of the nobility.

Head Omega was present at dinner. She was holding a glass of wine, trying to calm her nerves. It seemed like a long and tiring day, but Jaehyun knew she enjoyed it. For her it’s never too much being an active leader.

“I heard you were walking around the palace with a sword in hand.” She said in a calm tone. “I see you’re following your Alpha’s orders diligently. Makes me proud.”

“I wish I could’ve seen the blade.”

Jaemin muttered, and the Head Omega just laughed.

"Oh darling. Omegas shouldn’t be interested in such things, we are elegant and refined." She smiled at the younger omega, making him look at her as she gently held his chin. "Jaehyun is a special case."

"Well." Jaehyun cleared his throat while spinning his fork over a piece of dessert pie. "It’s not like it’s my choice to walk around with this."

Head Omega raised an eyebrow at him, as if the comment bothered her.

"I hope you’re not talking ill about your husband, my dear."

Jaehyun bit his lip. He noticed the servants collecting the dishes from the table, their curious eyes fixed on him.

"Uh-huh. Not at all, it’s just… I don’t know why he leaves this with me." He ran a hand over the sword next to him. "Maybe it's a custom in Elior."

"Indeed, indeed." His mother smiled in satisfaction. "Well, I must say, Prince Yuta exceeded expectations today. Head Alpha is pleased."

“Is that so?”

"Yes. In fact..." She stood up and walked towards him. The sound of her heels on the stone echoed through the hall. "He’s already in the chambers. It’s been a really busy day, and I think nothing would be more fitting than his omega to help relieve his tension."

She tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear with a wide smile on her face. Jaehyun stared at her. He knew that face very well. It wasn’t a suggestion, but an order. He sighed and simply nodded, walking out of the hall without promising anything.

“There’s nothing more beautiful than seeing an omega take care of his alpha.” She said before the door closed behind him. “You have everything you need to win over your husband, my dear. Use it.”

The omega swallowed hard. He had no idea how to do that nor he wanted to. He knew he lacked the so-called ‘seducing skills’. On the contrary, he probably tried to cover himself more than he should most of the time. All because he didn’t like the feeling of being too exposed. Especially in front of elves.

Yuta was in their chamber as he was told. He was at the terrace. His torso was bare, his black pants hanging low, and the wind made his long red hair move in sync with it. It highlighted the muscles in the alpha’s back, as well as the scar that seemed to have been caused by something worse than just a mere sword blade.

“I see you had a busy day too.”

He said calmly, not turning to look at Jaehyun. He held a silver goblet in his hand and took a sip of the drink while Jaehyun removed his cloak and set the sword aside. Getting ready to bed.

“Far from it.” He sighed, trying to be as civilized as possible. “I didn’t get involved much in the formalities and acted as if I were too weak to do much.”

The elven held a giggle and looked on the corner of his face at Jaehyun with curious eyes.

"I bet it was funny."

“Are you mocking me?”

"Did I say something funny?"

He raised his eyebrow and leaned his back against the terrace. It was almost as if he was showing off his sculpted body.

"That's what I'm asking."

"I see you're not very smart. Are you, Peach?"

"Don't call me that."

The alpha took another sip.

"You don't like it? That’s pretty accurate. Even though you have the personality of a fish.”

"You don't know anything about me."

He snarled, and the elven only smirked.

"Guess whose fault that is."

He lifted the goblet toward Jaehyun, who just simply rolled his eyes.

“I hope you don’t decide to come to bed drunk. I don’t want to wake up smelling like wine tomorrow."

The elven giggled and his posture quickly changed.

"I don’t drink wine, Peach. This is apple dew. A friend brought it to me from Elior. You should try it, it’s quite tasty."

"I’m not interested. Was drinking with friends your important task today, then?"

The alpha sighed and turned his back to Jaehyun.

“If only it were that easy.” His voice was weak, which was a bit unusual. Yuta always sounded firm whenever he spoke. He looked back at the city.  "Your capital is flawed in terms of internal defense, but your brother's husband has potential. Perhaps the most qualified among the guards I saw today."

“Yunho trained in the army, but he never went to war. That’s all I know."

"I see."

They fell into silence for a moment.

"I received an invitation today. Two, to be precise, but one of them extends to you."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him.

“What would that be?”

"Your father seemed quite curious about my knowledge. He wanted me to become some sort of advisor for defense training."

"Sounds important."

Jaehyun answered without much enthusiasm. He didn’t like that idea. He felt that with each passing day the elves were becoming more and more rooted in the court.

“You have such a warm spirit.” The alpha’s tone was heavy of irony while taking another sip from his goblet. "The other was from that noble from earlier. He said something about a formal invitation for dinner. Whatever that means."

"Lord Doyoung?"

"I don’t know his name." The elven rolled his eyes as if trying to remember. "It might be."

Jaehyun sighed. There was no way he could refuse a formal invitation like that. House Kim is very close to House Jeong, which means that the dinner will take place in the palace itself. That invitation could also be his mother's idea.

"I suppose we’ll have to go then."

"I thought the same thing." The alpha shrugged. "Apparently, seeing me without you by my side bothered a feel nobles today. I didn’t know having you follow me around like a pet was a requirement."

"It’s not. Perhaps… since it’s our first day as a married couple, many in the court expect that, uh..."

"Expect that I would be banging you?"

He smirked and Jaehyun felt his stomach turn.

"I suppose you've thought a lot about that."

"And if I have?"

"It wouldn’t be surprising."

Yuta just sighed.

"You always have the worst thoughts about me."

"I-"

He bit his tongue and the alpha shrugged. He felt bad for a second but Jaehyun was sure the elven was wearing a triumphant smile on his face. He wasn’t going to get close to see his annoying face to prove that he was right, though.

"This dinner can be of some help at least." He poured the rest of the drink into the goblet. "I suppose we should use this as an opportunity to try to make this marriage a bit more believable."

The omega sighed and lay back on the bed. He knew Yuta was right. What would happen at that dinner would reverberate through the highlands. After all, their marriage existed for that purpose. To be a performance in front of everyone. To show that elves can be civilized, that they can coexist harmoniously with humans, and that they can live together. As twisted as that sounded in Jaehyun’s mind. His eyes stayed focused on the elven's back for a moment. There was something there he couldn’t ignore. Something that made him uneasy, but he chose not to think too much about it.

"As you wish, Alpha."

-

The week passed like a light haze, days blending into a silent routine. Jaehyun walked through the halls of the palace, attending meetings with omegas that were part of the court without saying much. He exchanged polite words with those who approached him and tried to appear as if he was content with the marriage. Yuta seemed to be involved a lot more in the court ever since that commotion. He was always attending those meetings of the council as a representative of his family. Head Alpha also seemed closer to Yuta than to his own children now. Which was no surprise at all.

Jaemin and Renjun brought brief moments of lightness, but even their laughter could not dispel the weight that was building in Jaehyun's chest. Every night, his mother sought to give him advice on how to win Yuta over. How he should dress. How he should speak. Everything to make the alpha feel attracted to him. As if she knew they hadn't consummated the marriage yet. For some reason, it seemed like she desperately needed him to get pregnant and with each passing night, her expectations weighed more heavily on his shoulders, but this only fueled his anger, which led to constant bickering with the elven.

The dining room was filled with lively voices and the clinking of crystal glasses and yet, it was no less suffocating. He sat next to Yuta. The space between them was almost tangible. Even though they were married, anyone observing them would notice that there was still no intimacy between them. During a conversation, Yuta mentioned Jaehyun, as if trying to include him in the discussion but the omega merely nodded without even looking at him. The glance Yuta threw his way was brief, but Jaehyun could feel the frustration behind the controlled smile. That was exactly how the omega felt too.

The nobles from the houses loyal to House Jeong took their seats around the long table. Some were already drunk from the wine, others focused on the gossip that lingered in the highlands. Yuta also often became the subject of discussion due to the support he had given the court recently. Always involved in discussions and maintaining the posture of a diplomat. Almost as if he were truly a part of the court and not a restrained beast. His amber eyes shone with determination, but there was a stiffness in his shoulders. As if he alone were carrying the weight of the agreement that had brought them together. Jaehyun listened to everything in silence most of the time, responding only when necessary, but his attention seemed scattered.

As the dinner was coming to an end, they gathered in the hall. Head Alpha and Head Omega were there to bless and congratulate the engagement of Kim Jungwoo to Son Hyunwoo. A union that seemed to be of great importance to them. After all, House Son was heavily involved in business dealings across the ocean. A growing market in Vollachia.

After the small ceremony, they enjoyed the space of that gathering. Jaehyun could see groups of people gather to talk about matters of interest to them, but nothing serious. It was mostly about gossip and trivial subjects. Jaehyun had a glass of wine in his hand, surrounded by a small group of noble omegas from the court.  The night kept going with soft music and laughter, but he couldn't shake the discomfort that was growing in his chest. The other omegas leaned in, speaking in low but mischievous tones. Their laughter overflowing like the wine in their glasses.

“So…” One of them began, she had a sly smile on her face. “What’s life like as the spouse of the warrior prince? I’ve heard elves are… well, quite intense.”

Jaehyun tightened his grip on the glass, forcing himself to maintain a calm expression. He knew where this conversation was going and had no interest in indulging their intrusive curiosity.

“I’ve heard that too. You should tell us. I mean…” Another one joined the conversation, a soft, mocking laugh escaping them. “You sure know how... exhausting, it is. Right, Prince?”

The others giggled, clearly enjoying the gossip a little too much.

Jaehyun bit the inside of his cheek to keep from exploding. The weight of their curiosity hung in every corner of the room. Invasive questions, playful glances thrown his way. Since the wedding, his marriage had become everyone’s favorite topic of conversation, and it seemed no one could resist prying into the life of the prince who married an elven.

“Well.” He cleared his throat. “My husband has been actively participating in court matters recently, so-”

“Oh, I heard about that too. He’s been leaving you unattended then?” Another omega pouted as if he pitied Jaehyun. That only fueled his frustration. “Maybe he prefers to stay busy at court…”

The blond omega’s voice suggested softly. It was disguised as a joke, but with a hint of cruelty that didn’t go unnoticed. He raised his wine glass to his lips, taking a long sip before speaking, his voice soft but firm.

“Well-”

“Let’s change the subject, shall we?” Jungwoo cleared his throat. “I’m glad you’re here, Prince Jaehyun. I was thinking Doyoung might forget to make the invitation. You know how difficult he can be when he wants to.”

Jaehyun forced a smile.

“Yeah, I know. I would’ve come anyway, after all, Head Omega does not enjoy excluding her children from such events.”

Jungwoo smiled, but he could see the annoyance on his face.

“I know. But a formal invitation was necessary, after all, we have an alliance. We must show respect to one another.”

“Indeed, Lord Jungwoo. It’s a shame not everyone does that.”

He casted a sharp gaze at the other omegas, who seemed to hesitate. Jaehyun had to remind them that he was still the son of the current leader of Vollachia. His gaze turned to the other side of the hall where Yuta was with the Head Alpha and Head Omega. Talking to Aeri, Sana, and other nobles. His red hair was loose with a braid holding the top. His posture was relaxed, one hand lightly resting on the hilt of his sword. The elven seemed completely at ease, engaging in the conversation with a faint smile on his lips. Whatever was being discussed seemed to capture his attention. If anything, he seemed entertained.

Jaehyun frowned, feeling the discomfort in his chest deepening. How could Yuta feel so comfortable in this environment? Was it only Jaehyun who had to endure these jokes and  ironies? Maybe the others were just afraid of what the elven might do if they said something to him, so Jaehyun became the target. The alpha noticed Jaehyun was staring at him after Aeri raised her glass to his direction with a smirk on her face. Their eyes met for a moment but Jaehyun quickly looked away. He stared at the ground for a moment, feeling tired of being the center of everyone’s curiosity. He no longer cared about what they thought of him, but the image they had of his marriage still affected him deeply somehow.

"Are you feeling okay?"

Jungwoo's voice interrupted his thoughts. Making Jaehyun look up. He noticed that the omega seemed genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine." he replied calmly, trying to mask the unease in his voice. "Just a little tired, nothing major." 

Laughter spread through the group again. The omegas eyes seemed even more curious now, but Jaehyun didn’t want to stay any longer. He excused himself and withdrew from the conversation. It was already time to return to his chambers.

"Jaehyun, dear, where are you going?" Head Omega stepped in front of him when she saw he was heading for the exit. "Aren't you going to wait for your husband?"

He bit his lower lip.

"My husband is busy. I have no intention of disturbing him."

She placed a hand on his face, as if checking his temperature.

"Are you alright, dear?"

"I'm fine, mother. Just a little tired. I’d like to go to bed."

Her eyes lit up as though she had come to a realization. An annoying one.

"Dear, you—"

"NO!" He said loudly and everyone looked at him. Their gazes felt heavy over his shoulders. Yuta had a curious look on his face but didn’t move from where he was. "I just..." His voice cracked. "It’s not what you’re thinking. Excuse me."

He ignored any comment she might have made and left the hall. His hurried footsteps echoed through the cold corridors as he tried to control his breathing. It was the first time he had snapped like that. Maybe he had reached his breaking point without realizing it. He entered his chambers, slammed the doors shut and leaned against them. Slowly, the tears began to fall, without him being able to stop them. He never wanted this. He was exhausted from all the weight on his shoulders. From pretending that everything was perfect and that he was perfectly okay with everything that had been decided for him, but worst of all, it was still only the first week of that life.

He walked to the terrace and looked out at the city below. The biting wind touched his skin, and he closed his eyes, trying to calm the restless thoughts. He took a deep breath, slowly feeling the serenity return. He needed to control himself and keep his composure. The elven entered the room not long after. It was surprising because it seemed early for someone who was seemingly enjoying the night. Jaehyun didn't turn to look at him, though.  

"I must say, you certainly made quite a scene."  

Jaehyun sighed and thought about ignoring him, but it was hard when this was their shared room.  

"So what?"  

"I'm just pointing it out."

"Yes, I know. Like you always do."

He stopped beside the omega on the terrace. His calm, observant gaze also swept over the capital.

"You certainly enjoy antagonizing me, Peach."

"I don't-"

The elven raised an eyebrow at him. His amber eyes had that annoying glow of triumph, as if he was pleased to have taken the words right out of Jaehyun's mouth. The omega simply turned his face and shook his head.

"Forget it."

"Did they say something that bothered you?"

He crossed his arms over the stone and rested his head on them. Still not looking at the alpha. 

"Huh, yeah."  

The elven didn’t seem surprised.  

"I see." They were silent for a moment. "Do you want me to know?" 

"Not a chance."  

"I figured." The alpha shrugged and turned to go back to the room and started to untie his attire. "Anyway, at least It was good to see you snap. I thought you didn’t have it in you."  

That caught his attention.  

“Said the one who barely shows any emotion.”

He spat, and the alpha just smirked. This time he didn’t let it go.

"Me? I’m just trying to carry this marriage. Pretending to be what they want me to be. After all, I have to put all my efforts for both of us in all these dinners we attend because my husband shows no interest whatsoever in anything." His eyes gleamed. "I'm doing my best while you remain unhelpful.”

Jaehyun clenched his fists. 

“Unhelpful? I’m everything but that!”

“Now that’s a lie. I thought at least honesty I could have in this marriage.”

“If you think that way, you should have refused it in the first place.”  

The alpha raised an eyebrow. That seemed to trigger something.  

"You are just a selfish prince. Aren't you?” He took a step forward. “I made my vows too. It’s not my desire to be on the battlefield again. I accepted my fate into this marriage just like you did because I value my duty above anything else. My duty to my people and family, but you can only think about yourself. So selfish and self-centered. Acting as if you're the only victim. Acting as if you're the only one who should matter. Like you’re the only one that ever lost something. Do you even care about this peace your parents want so much?”  

Jaehyun took a step back but his back was already against the edge of the terrace. The words felt like a punch in the gut. Yuta was showing his true color. Fear started to build at his core at their proximity.

“That’s not what I said.”  

“No? Then what did you say?”  

He growled.

“I-I didn’t want this marriage. I didn’t ask for it.”  

The shadow was falling over the alpha's face and the glint in his eyes made for an ominous sight. 

"And yet you accepted. And yet you accepted my vow."  

"I had… I had no choice!"  

“We all have a choice, Jaehyun. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, we all have one.”  

"But I really didn’t!" He placed a hand over his chest, trying to catch his breath.  "I only found out the day it was announced. On my Name Day. They made it a surprise even for me because they knew I wouldn’t refuse!"

The silence between them grew heavy. His heart beated faster and faster as the alpha was staring at him. As if he was trying to decipher him completely. He was towering over Jaehyun and it made him feel small and defenseless but it didn’t last long. He took a step back but his expression didn't soften. He looked like a storm about to break loose.

"You still could have said no.” Yuta muttered. His voice carried some sort of melancholy. "I was wrong. Maybe I shouldn’t have bestowed my sword upon you."  

"I didn’t ask for it either."  

Jaehyun shot back, unable to control his harsh tone.

Yuta had a ferocious gaze in his direction. It made his legs weak and sent a chill down his spine. For the first time he was seeing Yuta’s true self. The beast was there, in front of him. Read to burn everything to the ground just like the one he saw years ago but somehow it felt less villainous. It didn’t ease the pressure of his presence though. The air was so heavy that Jaehyun feared moving. He was frozen on the spot. He didn’t know what would happen if he moved but then, the elven only let out a low sigh.

"If you didn’t want this marriage. You should have been vocal about it." Yuta turned to leave the chamber but stopped at the door. "Nothing good comes to those who don’t fight for their fate and nothing good comes to those who remain silent."   

With that, the doors closed behind him. Leaving Jaehyun alone in the room. The echo of his words still reverberating in the omega’s mind. He released the air he was holding and leaned against the edge of the terrace as he tried to process everything that had just happened. He felt the pressure in his chest grow, the anger and frustration blending with a sense of helplessness that left him on the brink of despair.

He allowed the tears to fall from his eyes. It was the only thing he could do at that moment. Crying his heart out until he feels better. That’s the only thing he still had freedom to do. He remained there until he was ready to stand up again. Taking a deep breath and removing his attire to be ready to sleep. Nothing really changed. Tomorrow he will have to deal with everything again and the next day and the next.  He lay down on the bed, but as he closed his eyes, he couldn’t shake the weight of Yuta’s words. He stared at the ceiling until he was too tired to keep his eyes open.

And then, the silence filled the room. 

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Loneliness. It used to be an odd and foreign feeling. He remembers very little of feeling this way when he was a child and early in his puberty. He used to be much more joyful when he was with his family and friends. He used to have a freedom that few omegas in Vollachia could experience. Back then, the highlands he knew were different. The northern side of the capital could almost be seen as part of the suburbs. A prosperous and respected part, but still humble. It was an area that pulsed with intellectual life, mainly because of the Great Library that stood as a landmark on that side. The farthest point from where most of the conflicts took place. Jaehyun used to get lost among those shelves filled with stories. It was a safe haven. A place where the outside world didn’t matter. After all, anyone that had a desire for knowledge could access. Sometimes, he would gather with friends, and together they would dive into the adventures described in fantasy books. Other times, he preferred to go alone, seeking in the pages of old books the relief for the curiosity bubbling in his chest or an escape from the painful etiquette lessons he received at home.

He never understood exactly why Vollachia and Elior were always in conflict with each other. None of those books had that answer, but he was always confident that one day that could change. That belief was the base of House Jeong after all. The omega loved the stories of heroes and magical kingdoms, where legendary creatures coexisted with humans in harmony, even if those stories were the least popular in that capital. He believed that if they only lowered their weapons and talked, perhaps all those conflicts would come to an end. A clear sign of his naivety.  

But then everything changed.  

His first encounter with an elven was a terrifying moment he never truly forgot. He remembers the flames. He remembers the screams and people running. A carriage that was heading towards Vollachia's prison had skidded and overturned. The guards escorting it tried to subdue a prisoner without any success. He remembers seeing that tall creature ripping off the heads of guards before even untying its hands. An elven. He was consumed by fury. His eyes burned like the flames he had set to the carriage. His growl was as furious as that of a wild animal. The people in the nearby houses closed their windows and doors, ignoring the cries of those begging for help outside. Jaehyun was on his way home when he stumbled upon the scene. He froze in place, unable to look away. That’s when the elven’s eyes met his.

That terrible gaze. It wasn't just anger or pain — there was something darker there. Malice. A malice that made Jaehyun's legs feel weak and a shiver run down his spine. He felt helpless and trapped. The elven smiled, a lust-filled grin. The presence of that elven was so heavy that when he tried to run, his legs gave way and he fell. The dry impact of his body against the ground echoed in his ears. His heart pounded, each beat a silent plea for salvation. He was just a ten-year-old omega facing a bloodthirsty beast and yet, the true terror wasn't in the threat of death, but in what that elven seemed to want beyond that.  

"Don't run away from me, little omega."

The elven whispered with a hoarse and threatening voice. Jaehyun couldn’t make a sound. That hand reached out towards him, but a staff struck him in the face, and then a bright, bluish light enveloped the body of that alpha. He growled in pain and then felt unconscious to the ground. He remembers seeing his dark, smoky body, as if it had just been burned. The guards quickly surrounded them. A group hurried to take the motionless elven to a carriage, but it was impossible to tell if he was alive or not. Not that it mattered. His parents arrived shortly after. They were accompanied by well-dressed people. Members of the council and representatives from the House Kim and House Lee. His father embraced him, and his mother comforted him. Their words were filled with indignation, but not concern. This was the moment they had been waiting for after all. A chance to test the weaponry developed by House Lee, which would later become Vollachia's signature weapon, and also a demonstration that the ideas and warnings of the House Jeong could be useful to the council.

Everything changed after that moment. Jaehyun isolated himself from everything and everyone. His chambers were locked, and he remained silent for weeks. Unable to express any emotion. Not wanting to leave the house or interact with others. He stayed in a state of shock for a while and meisters couldn’t help him. That vision was burned into his mind, and he tried to bury it deep in his memory. He didn’t want to remember that moment. He didn’t want to feel helpless and violated. 

That event was contained, and little was said about it. Just a simple commotion that marked the beginning of the rise of House Jeong. They were then able to move, settling deeper into the highlands and closer to the palace.

After a while, he managed to suppress what he could, but there were still scars in his mind. He tried to move on with his life, and, with luck, he would never have to deal with an elven again. But things weren’t so simple. The higher his family rose, the more it seemed that those creatures surrounded him. It shouldn’t be a surprise. They should keep their distance just like him. They even plotted against them for a while but they never hide their true intentions to the council. They sought to end the conflict, to bring about a union that Jaehyun couldn’t believe could be real, just like his marriage. His husband was an elven with crimson hair and amber-colored eyes. An elven that from the history he had, could be considered the worst of them. An elven that for some reason tried to be civilized, but Jaehyun knew there was a beast within him. That pressure he felt the last time they spoke brought those memories back, but Yuta never showed any strong hostility towards him. Even when he deliberately insulted his customs, out of anger, frustration, or simply as a way to defend himself. It was a way to keep his distance. To protect himself. Yuta could easily end him. He was stronger than him. He could feel his ego hurt by Jaehyun’s rejection. He had every reason to just overpower him in any way he wanted, but even with reasons, he just sighed and left him be. Jaehyun couldn’t understand. It made him confused. He knew he married a monster and yet, It was hard to tell whether Yuta was indifferent to him or if he simply felt the fear Jaehyun had of elves.

~

He woke up with a blurry vision. His hand groped for the side of the bed but it was empty again. Just like the past week since Yuta started to ignore him. The alpha wasn’t talking to him. Wasn’t looking at him. Wasn’t even sleeping in their shared bed. If he did, Jaehyun was in a deep sleep to feel the bed beside him sink. When he woke up, he was alone and he rarely met his husband at breakfast, lunch or dinner. There were a few moments they talked to each other. When Head Omega tried to create a moment of formality for them to interact, the elven quickly dismissed them and returned to dealing with matters regarding the highland guards. A task that he seemed to dedicate himself to.

Head Omega wasn’t satisfied with that. Small rumors that perhaps they hadn’t consummated the marriage were spreading, along with gossip that the omega had rejected the elven and that’s why Yuta no longer slept in their chambers. That made Head Omega uneasy. She looked at him as if it were entirely his fault.  

Maybe it was.

He stayed on the bed for a while, staring at the ceiling above him. The alpha's words echoed constantly in his mind. He could understand how he might seem selfish in Yuta's eyes. The omega only thought of himself. About how the whole situation only affected him. About how he felt. He never considered any other emotions beyond his own, and maybe it was getting too late to change that. He couldn’t undo what had been established between them. He let his fear speak louder than it should and he hadn’t realized how much Yuta also filled his day. Even with the constant bickerings, Yuta was there. Being someone who, in some way, kept him company. After all, a married omega didn’t need a companion. It's only natural for Ten to leave his position right after the ceremony. Jaehyun had been so immersed in his own misery that he hadn’t even said goodbye to the friend who had been with him since his first heat.  

He slowly got up, his bare feet touching the cold floor. He put on a light robe before walking to the balcony. The morning air was cold, biting even. The mountains in the distance were covered by a dense fog that seemed to swallow the horizon. If anything, he felt even more alone now.

The morning passed slowly, like all the others. The servants who entered the chambers to tidy up the room avoided looking directly at Jaehyun but even then, they couldn’t hide their curiosity. They wanted to know what was happening between the omega and the elven. What were the reasons behind the gossip circulating through the palace walls. He ignored their glances as always. When he went down to the breakfast hall, he found Head Omega and his siblings. She was even more dissatisfied with each passing day, but she didn't say much because Yuta joined them this time.

“Oh, Prince Yuta. What a pleasure to see you joining your husband for breakfast.”  

His mother’s smile was wide, clearly trying to create a comfortable atmosphere so the elven would stay.  

“The pleasure is mine, esteemed leader.” He said in his usual calm tone. Jaehyun looked at him, but didn’t receive a glance in return. Perhaps that was worse than if the elven had used his own sword to pierce him. “I must be brief though. I’ll be joining Commander Yunho. We have duties to attend today.”  

“Oh, I see.” She said with a tone of disappointment. “I see you take the tasks given by Head Alpha very seriously.”  

“He is the esteemed leader, after all. Right?”

Yuta bit into an apple and the sound of the fruit in his mouth made the atmosphere tense as it was the only sound to be heard besides the casual clicking of Jaemin and Sion's cutlery. No one had anything to say. Jaehyun lowered his eyes to his plate, unable to bear the weight of the atmosphere in the room but also not knowing what to say. Breakfast continued silently and awkwardly. Head Omega tried to make things comfortable but it was clear from her face that she was frustrated when Yuta didn’t pay much attention to her words. She cleared her throat and slightly tilted her head, watching Yuta before asking about those tasks. It was evident she was trying to find an opening. Some sign that she could influence the alpha but he remained impassive and indifferent.  

"What about the time you spent with Jaehyun?" She asked, with calculated lightness. "I'm sure he enjoys your company. It's been a while since I've seen you two together."

Jaehyun felt his face burn but stayed silent. He wanted to protest, but he knew it wouldn’t matter. Yuta stopped chewing for a moment, his amber eyes finally turned to Jaehyun, but there was nothing there that could be deciphered. Just that annoying calm expression he had maintained since the day he stopped talking to Jaehyun.

“I'm sure my husband understands my duties.”

Those words felt like a silent blow. Jaehyun knew there was a hint of disapproval hidden there. He didn’t need more reminders that Yuta considered him selfish or that he no longer cared about him enough to maintain the appearances of a happy couple. Head Omega furrowed her brow slightly but quickly masked it with a forced smile.

“Of course, of course.” She smiled again, trying to keep up the facade. “But, as the leader of House Jeong, I am concerned about the rumors that have been growing among the nobles. We need to ensure that my son and his husband are… happy and fulfilling their marital responsibilities.”

Head Omega stared at Jaehyun with cold, heavy eyes. She clearly blamed him for the other's behavior. The prince swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the pressure his mother placed on him. It was as if she expected him to take an action that even he wasn't sure he wanted to do. He had no power over the alpha just because he was his omega. His throat was dry, his words stuck in a tangle of confused thoughts and conflicting feelings. Yuta simply shrugged and calmly finished eating his apple, as if Head Omega’s comment hadn’t affected him at all. He wiped his mouth with a linen handkerchief and stood up.

“Excuse me, esteemed leader.” He said with a slight bow before heading toward the exit of the hall. “As I mentioned, duties await me. I must meet with the commander.”

Jaehyun watched him leave, feeling the weight of the silence he left behind. His mother crossed her arms and looked directly at him.

"How did it end up like this?" She sighed. "You need to fix this, darling. We can’t let this continue."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"There’s not much I can do."

"Of course there is. You’re his omega." She stood up. "I’ve told you many times, there’s nothing more beautiful than an omega fulfilling their alpha’s needs."

"Mother-"

Jaemin started to speak, but flinched under the sharp look she gave him.

"Do not interfere. My dear." She cut him off quickly. "Don’t think I don’t know you’re trying to distract me from what really matters here."

She then turned her attention back to Jaehyun, walking towards him. Servants began to enter the hall, but she clapped her hands sharply, making them all freeze.

"Leave. Only return once we’re out of this room." Her voice was stern, but her eyes never left Jaehyun. "I’m tired of these rumors spreading through the court. Let your comrades know that a punishment will soon befall those found guilty.”

The servants bowed and responded in unison, ‘Understood, esteemed leader.’ before exiting the hall.

“Back to the subject, darling." She grabbed his chin and forced him to look at her. "I'm not a fool, Jaehyun. I know what goes on in this palace, and I must say that this is completely unacceptable. A married alpha should not be going to the highlands at night."

"But—"

"Don't interrupt me." The harshness in her voice made him shrink in his chair. "If this continues, it will be the same as saying with all the words that this alliance isn't working. And if that happens, you will be the cause of our shame. An omega incapable of satisfying his alpha to the point where he has to seek the company of others in the dead of night. Completely. Unacceptable."

Jaehyun felt anger boiling inside him. He didn't want to be treated like an incapable child, as if he were the only one responsible for the entire situation. But at the same time, he didn't have the strength to defend himself. He knew, in a way, that his mother was right. He had accepted that marriage after all. If the image of the alliance was starting to crumble, it would be his fault for rejecting the elven with all his might.

"I don't know what you want me to do!" He finally exploded, his voice louder than he intended. "I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for this marriage. I don't know where you think I'll have the ability to control an elven. Especially an elven like-"

He was cut middle sentence by Head Omega’s hand hitting his face.

"Never speak ill of your alpha."

Head Omega’s voice was firm, almost cold. Jaehyun placed his hand on his face, which was burning from the impact of the slap. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes but he kept them firmly in check. Refusing to show any more weakness in front of her. Jaemin had stood up, but he too couldn’t say anything. Sion was holding their sibling but not really looking at the scene either.

"Prince Yuta has shown interest in returning to Elior." She sighed. "This cannot happen. You have to fix this."

“How can I fix something like that? My husband won’t even look at me-”

"Make him look." Head Omega ran her hand over his face and tucked his hair behind his ear. "I’ve told you that you are beautiful, my dear. There’s no alpha in this court who wouldn’t love to have a beautiful flower like you."

"And yet you placed this flower in the hands of the one who doesn’t want it."

“Nonsense.” She raised her hand, silencing any more attempts of response "I don’t want excuses. I want results. If you can’t keep your alpha by your side, this alliance will be considered a failure and you know very well what this will mean for House Jeong. Don't ruin what we've built so far.”

With a sudden movement, Head Omega turned away from him. Crossing her arms and giving him one last look full of disapproval.

“Now, go. Don't make me wait for another failure of yours.”

“Yes... Mother.”

He stood up and turned around. His mother’s gaze weighed heavily on his back as he slowly made his way to the door, but he wouldn’t look back at her. He no longer knew if he was being strong or if he was simply surrendering to her will. What he did know, with absolute certainty, was that the pain inside him wouldn’t disappear so easily. 

The cold air outside that room provided a slight relief to the burning on his cheek. But just like the past few days, he was alone again. He walked through the palace with his mind clouded. Head Omega's words echoed in his head and that action made him face the harsh reality of his family.  That was the first time his mother had hit him like that. In the face. It just showed how different she was from what she used to be. She used to only lightly punish his hands when he was younger, when he made mistakes in the way he spoke, when he dressed poorly and when he didn't show due respect to those who deserved it. It was never like this, not with the cold, distant look she gave him. As if she didn’t love him at all.

“Oh? Prince Jaehyun!” He heard a smooth sweet voice in front of him. He lifted his head and saw Sana approach him. The elven had a warm smile on her face. Her golden hair seemed darker but no less silky and the small braids along the length of her hair had most of the golden glow. She was properly dressed as a noble of the court. A long, covered dress that fit her body well, but still, this didn’t stop Jaehyun from instinctively taking a step back. “I apologize if I startled you.”

She bowed slightly.  

“Uh, it’s fine.”  

“Are you perhaps free, my prince?”  

“Ah, yes. I… yeah.”  

“I see.” She cleared her throat. “Well, I could use some good company today. I won’t have to deal with meetings and other formalities, which is a great relief.”  

“Wouldn’t you prefer Jaejoong’s company?”

He said hesitantly. Sana’s amber-colored eyes studied him.  

“Jaejoong is a good friend to have around, but I would like to get to know the one who represents this alliance.” She smiled kindly. “If I’m allowed to.”  

“Oh.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip. His first thought was to refuse, but the truth was, he didn’t want to be alone. Even though Sana was an elven. “Yes… uh, it would be a pleasure.”  

Sana smiled and intertwined her arm with his as if they were close friends.  

“I’ll overlook your hesitation. I’m sure it’s not intentional.”  

“Uh, sorry.”  

“No need.” She shook her head. “Of all the glances I’ve received since the first time I set foot in Vollachia. Yours is definitely the most interesting one. It’s not hostile, though you tend to be more hesitant.”  

“Yeah… huh, it’s almost like a reflex.”

“Precisely.” She looked straight ahead. As if she had noticed that constantly looking at Jaehyun made him uncomfortable. “I’ve often seen you with Prince Jaemin and his companion. Why have you been alone these past few days?”  

“Oh.” Jaehyun bit his lip. “Mother… She's keeping him in strict etiquette lessons. She thinks he’s too carefree with his posture.”  

The elven tilted her head slightly. She clearly saw the uncertainty in his face but it was only a half-truth. He didn’t want to say that this was the way his mother had found to punish him. He wasn’t allowed to have Jaemin and Renjun accompanying him through the palace because they could be a distraction. In her words, Jaehyun had to focus on his own husband and not anything else. Focus on the elven who wouldn’t even look at him.  

“He really does seem like a carefree young omega.” She chuckled softly. “How old is he again?”  

“Oh, Nana is sixteen, but he doesn’t act his age.” He sighed in relief. “I like that he’s like that.”  

“I don’t have siblings, but I can imagine the feeling.” She smiled. “There’s nothing better than our youth.”  

Sana continued walking beside him, her soft smile and attentive gaze showing no rush. The silence between them stretched for a moment but Jaehyun didn’t feel uncomfortable in her company. On the contrary. It was nice to talk to someone after being deprived of that for a while. That silence didn’t last long though.

"Allow me to ask, my prince." She said in a soft tone. "I’ve heard that Yuta hasn’t been sleeping in your chambers lately."

He bit his lower lip. Of course it’s not surprising that Sana knew that.

"Uh..."

"It’s alright. There’s no shame in it." She patted his arm as if trying to comfort him. "I just wanted to know because it’s very childish of him to act like this, which is unusual."

"Unusual?"

She nodded.

"Yuta isn’t the type to act like that. If anything, the more childish and rebellious side of the family is Aeri. I’m sure you’ve met her."

He remembered the elven with the bright pink hair and a mischievous smile on her face. She surely looked like that.

"I can see that."

They passed through the garden and Jaehyun noticed a few glances from other nobles who were talking in the area. They greeted each other and exchanged brief formalities but thanks to Sana, they quickly left the scene.

"I must say." Sana said as they moved away from the garden. "You’re very eloquent for someone who prefers to remain silent most of the time. Prince Jaehyun."

"Oh, No. I... I'm not good with formalities, actually. I never got used to it."

"I understand. It can be difficult." She giggled. "I had to go through some training myself. Vollachia has many rules. Don’t you find it frustrating?"

"It really is."

He sighed lightly. He could relate to that more than anyone.

"Yuta too. I had to teach him some things myself. Even how to dance. He seemed to want to impress his bride.”

Jaehyun ignored the last sentence. He didn’t believe Yuta would want to do that.

"I see that you’re quite close."

Sana smiled.

"We’ve been childhood friends. Me, Yuta, Youngho, and Taeyong. But oh, Taeyong would never set foot in Vollachia." She said thoughtfully. "Such a shame, I’m sure you’d find him an eccentric figure."

"He doesn’t like to leave Elior?"

"Precisely. He doesn’t like diplomacy. He’s very..." She shook her head dismissively. "One day, if you get the chance to meet him, you’ll understand."

Jaehyun felt a slight shiver down his spine. That didn’t seem like a good omen.

"Maybe I’ll end up meeting him, since... huh, my husband has shown interest in returning to Elior?"

Sana raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is there a problem with that? It’s our land. We all should come back to Elior eventually."

"No. I just... huh. Forget it."

"Are you perhaps afraid to go?"

He didn’t answer. He just stayed silent for a moment.

"With the way he's been acting towards me, it’s more likely he’ll leave me behind."

He sounded more hurt than he probably should have. The elven stared at him curiously.

"Indeed. That’s curious, as I’ve already said." She cleared her throat. "Yuta doesn’t let his emotions affect him this much. That’s how he was raised, and if he’s avoiding you, it means you’ve somehow gotten under his skin."

"That doesn’t make things any better, Lady Sana." Jaehyun sighed. "You’re saying I’m special enough to get his hatred."

"Hatred? No." She shrugged. "We elves don’t hate so easily. That would only happen if you committed an unforgivable sin, and if you had done that... Well, if you were hated by an elven, you’d be dead. We are not merciful when it comes to caring for what matters the most to us."

Sana looked at him. Her amber-colored eyes were watching his reaction, as if expecting him to have a negative response but he only bit his lower lip even stronger and tried to maintain his composure. The elven’s words carried a certain curiosity and not any type of threat. He could understand that much. He could feel that she wouldn’t do anything to him, even though deep down, he felt a need to distance himself from her.

"I... I don’t know what it could be, then."

He looked away and she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh? Why are you upset if you loath us?"

Jaehyun hesitated at her words. She seemed to be able to read him quite easily.

"I don’t-"

"Come on. I appreciate honesty, and this isn’t it."

"I... huh. It's not that." He lowered his head, his words coming out almost like a whisper. "I don’t... I don’t loathe your people."

He admitted it. Hatred was a strong word. Hatred was what that elven in his memory had in his eyes when dealing with the guards that held him captive. Jaehyun would never allow himself to have a look like that. Maybe for others, it was easy to interpret his reactions as hatred, but it was far from that. Hatred would never make him feel helpless and vulnerable in the presence of an elven. If he truly hated them, he would have been really vocal about it.

"I... I just... It’s that I’m uncertain about the future my parents are trying to create. That 's all."

A half-truth again. He wasn’t ready to deal with that yet.

"So you do care about this alliance. That was a doubt most of us have.” Sana seemed surprised with his answer. “You should be honest like this more often. Yuta would certainly appreciate it."

He thought about that but he didn’t believe that was possible.

"I don’t think he cares about what I think."

Sana shook her head.

"I don’t believe that."

"He doesn’t talk to me and He’s already seen leaving for the highlands at night anyway. My actions ruined this marriage."

The elven chuckled lightly.

"Calm down. I see the Head Omega, and most people around this court look at us with Vollachian eyes."

"Vollachian eyes? I’m not sure I understand."

"I’m saying that I doubt Yuta would go out in the middle of the night to fuck someone in the suburbs if that’s what you’re thinking he is doing, but I don’t know how to convince you of that since like many of this court, you easily believe in  those malicious gossip."

"He barely sleeps in our chambers. It’s very clear."

"Question." She turned to him. "Does that bother you?"

Jaehyun hesitated. It did bother him. More than he would like to admit. He didn’t need to answer. Sana was already smiling only by looking at him.

"You should be honest, then. Yuta praises honesty just like all other elvens and since he's also a skilled warrior this means a lot to him. Tell him how you feel. It will work."

"That’s it?"

"You don’t need to do much, my prince." She shrugged. "I heard he bestowed his sword upon you. That means he sees you as someone worth it. Someone who stands equal to him. That’s not an easy feature considering who he is."

He bit his lip. So that’s what the vow meant.

"I don’t think it matters now."

Sana raised an eyebrow at him.

"Did you say something about his vow to you?"

"I... I said I didn’t ask for it."

She widened her eyes in disbelief. 

"You hurt him."

"W-what?"

"You didn’t take his vow as a warrior seriously enough. By saying you didn’t ask for it, you rejected him, and that hurt his honor." She looked away. "I can see why he’s acting this way now."

"I didn’t know any of this."

"This might make things harder to solve. You have to be honest with him." She let go of his arm and took a few soft steps ahead of him. " Only through honesty that we bind the truth. "

She said it almost like a chant. Jaehyun blinked. He had noticed this before. Most elves had that in common. It was something like a small prayer or blessing they had for certain moments. Idyllic sentences that didn’t hold much meaning for him, but he could see they were of great importance to them.

"Why would you have so much interest in helping me?"

"Well, I could say it’s because I want to keep this alliance strong and your marriage is essential for that." She shrugged. "But we could also say that Yuta is a friend I’d like to see happy. Is that believable enough?"

Jaehyun looked at her. Her expression was calm and serene. The prince thought about it for a moment. He could see her pointed ears slightly peeking through her hair. At that moment, he didn’t feel afraid. On the contrary, Sana had something about her that was captivating and brought a certain comfort. Even though there was still something deep in his mind telling him not to trust her too much, he just took a deep breath and tried to relax.

“Yes, it is.”

She smiled widely and put both her hands behind her back.

“Yuta is trying his best, you know. He only knew how to fight and yet he accepted to live a ‘calm’ life with a human.”

“It’s hard to believe.”

Sana giggled.

“I think you should open yourself to the possibilities.” She turned around to leave. “If not, you might just be remembered as the spoiled prince.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip hard. He didn’t want that.

“I… I'll see what I can do.”

“Very well. We should part ways for now. I hope our talk has brought some clarity to you.”

He thought about her words. Jaehyun didn't know If he would be able to do anything but in that moment. He felt grateful to her.

"Thank you, Lady Sana."

-

He was sitting on the corner of the bed in his night robes. He ran his hands over the thin layer of delicate fabric. That room still felt like a fever dream. It was bigger, luxurious, and colder than the room he used to have in the palace. Maybe because he had never really warmed up to that marriage. Nearly a month had passed, and that unease still lingered. Things had never truly become easier. He had to face his fear every day, after all.  

Sana’s words echoed in his head. He still had doubts about Yuta, about himself, about what was expected of him. He wondered if he really hurt Yuta. If he should apologize for not being considerate with the alpha’s vow. Apologizing would mean admitting that he was wrong. He couldn’t deny that part of him wanted to leave things as they were. Avoid. Ignore. Pretend that the distance that had settled between them was exactly what he wanted. But another part…

The door to the chambers opened silently. The distinct scent of cherry blossoms filled the room before Yuta even made himself visible. Jaehyun hesitantly lifted his eyes, watching the elven enter. The alpha looked at him, but didn't say a word. His gaze was calm, neutral. He went to the bathing area as he always did. The omega heard the sound of clothes being removed. He thought that maybe, just maybe, Yuta would stay the night this time.

But when the elven came out of the bath and put on new clothes of white fabric. Adjusting the leather straps of his tunic with ease. Jaehyun realized he was getting ready to leave again. Something inside him tightened, and he couldn’t hold back his voice:  

"Are you leaving again?"  

Yuta stopped in front of the door. The silence between them was heavy and Jaehyun almost regretted saying anything but then the elven answered without turning around.

"This is the first time you've spoken directly to me in the past few days."  

Yuta's voice was low but carried something Jaehyun couldn’t quite decipher. The omega swallowed hard. He was struggling to find anything else to say, something that didn’t sound pathetic but the silence dragged on for too long and he saw Yuta adjust his collar and grab the sword he had left at the entrance.  

"You're the one who's ignoring me."

His voice came out weaker than it should have. Almost sounding hurt. Maybe he really was. The silence that followed made Jaehyun hold his breath. His heart was pounding hard against his chest. The elven still didn’t turn around but Jaehyun noticed the slight tightening of his broad shoulders. A noticeable sign that his words had been heard.

"Me?" Yuta finally spoke, his voice sounding controlled that it was impossible to discern any emotion. "I’m not the one who put distance between us. If anything, I’m only doing what you wanted."  

"What I wanted?"  

"You rejected me. Rejected our marriage and rejected my vow. I don’t need you to say outright that you don’t want anything to do with me." He sighed. "I didn’t know your situation when I agreed to this marriage. I believed you were someone with a sense of duty equal to mine but now I see you’re far from it."  

"You’re wrong. I also have a sense of duty. I know what this alliance means."  

The alpha glanced at him. Jaehyun could see a faint gleam in those amber-colored eyes.  

"Don’t lie to me."  

Jaehyun felt his face burn. A mix of frustration and shame building inside him.

"I..." He started but the words died in his throat. He didn’t know how to respond. He didn’t know how to undo the abyss that had grown between them. "I’m not lying. I don’t know what I should do for you to believe me now. I don’t even know if I could make you believe. I..." He bit his lip hard. "I’m sorry."  

The omega clenched the bed sheets between his fingers, feeling the anxiety stir in his chest. He had apologized but he didn’t know if that was enough. If he was truly hurt like Sana said, an apology should be the first thing he should do. Yuta finally turned around. Amber eyes locking onto him with an intensity that made Jaehyun want to look away. But he didn’t.  

"Is this coming from you, or Sana?"  

"Sana?" He blinked. "What does she have to do with this?"  

"I heard you two were getting pretty close. Didn’t know you were."  

The omega was surprised by that.  

"We... we are not. We just talked today. She happened to find me in the palace hallways. That’s all." The elven raised an eyebrow at him. "Why does it bother you that I talked to her? I thought you two were friends."  

Yuta just shook his head.  

"We are, but Sana is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. You shouldn’t blindly trust her intentions."  

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"There wasn’t much I could do when she was the first company I had in days."  

"What happened to that companion of yours?"  

The elven raised an eyebrow at him. It was a genuine question.  

"I... I’m married now. I’m not allowed to have a companion."  

“Hum, I must say, you Vollachians have customs that don’t make sense sometimes.” He shrugged. “I didn’t know about that.”  

“You don’t know a lot of things.”

Jaehyun lowered his head, and his husband just stared at him.  

"I only questioned your sincerity because I want to know if this is coming from you, or if you’re just following someone’s orders."  

"If I were following orders. Things between us would be completely different. Believe me." Jaehyun said in a weak tone. "I’m not a puppet."  

"But you act like one."  

The alpha smirked, and Jaehyun felt annoyance bubble up inside him. He wished he could take back what he had said. He didn’t like the elven’s attitude. He was there apologizing and yet it wasn't enough for that self-centered alpha.

"Then forget I apologized." He crossed his arms. "You can go do whatever you want. I just don't want my sheets covered in the smell of other omegas from highlands." 

Jaehyun felt his face burning with frustration. He hadn’t even realized he had touched on that topic but it had been on his mind ever since Yuta had stopped sleeping in their chambers. The elven raised an eyebrow, a curious look weighed on him.  

"Is that what you think I’m doing?"  

"Is it not? Everyone in the court is saying so."  

"And you believe it?"  

"Why wouldn’t I?"  

Yuta let out a low laugh, a dry sound that made Jaehyun flinch slightly. The alpha shook his head, a small cynical smile appearing on his lips as he leaned his sword against the wall. He walked toward the changing room and came moments later, tossing a piece of clothing on his lap. 

"Get ready then."  

"What?"  

Jaehyun looked at the attire in his lap and then at the elven.

"Don't you want to know what I’m doing?"  

"I-"  

"I won’t wait long. Peach."  

Jaehyun held the piece of clothing between his fingers, frowning as he looked at Yuta. The alpha already had his back turned again, adjusting the belt of his tunic as if it was nothing. "Peach." That nickname again. Spoken so casually. It made the omega feel his face burn. Yuta hadn’t even used that nickname to provoke him in the past few days.

"I didn’t say I wanted to go with you."  

He muttered with his voice sounding more hesitant than he wanted it to be.  

"I didn’t say I wanted you to go with me either." Yuta replied without looking at him with the annoying practicality of someone who always has the last word. "Get dressed. Or are you going to keep sitting there, letting others decide what you should think of me?"  

Jaehyun swallowed hard. He knew that if he refused, Yuta would see it as more proof of his reluctance to be part of that marriage. To accept him. But going... meant putting himself in a situation where he would be alone with Yuta outside the controlled environment of the palace. 

The attire he was holding were simple, yet elegant. A white travel set, similar to the one the alpha’s was wearing. It looked like an outfit of a guard but still different. It was made from light, durable fabrics, clearly designed for discretion and movement. That only made Jaehyun feel the weight of the invitation. He didn’t know what Yuta wanted to show him but from the way the elven challenged him with his gaze, it seemed like something that could change his perception.  

"I won’t take long."  

He quickly got up from the bed and headed to the changing room. Yuta seemed quite satisfied with it and leaned against the door as he waited. When Jaehyun came out, already dressed, the elven looked him up and down with a neutral expression but something in his gaze suggested approval.  

"Ready?"

Jaehyun crossed his arms. He wasn’t really sure about it yet.

"Where are we going?"  

Yuta opened the door, indicating the hallway with an elegant gesture.

"You’ll see."  

They then followed through the palace hallways. Jaehyun was feeling the cold night air seep into his skin as they walked away from their chambers. The hallways they passed through were silent, lit only by the dim light of the torches fixed to the stone walls. The sound of the elven’s boots were barely audible while Jaehyun made an effort to keep up with his steady and determined pace.

They descended a less frequented staircase that led to the service wings, where movement was minimal at this time of night. Only servants could be seen casually passing by. Perhaps that was why the rumor about Yuta spread quickly. This was an easy spot to be seen.

As they turned a corner, a slender figure emerged from the shadows. Casually leaning against the stone wall. It was a tall elven with light brown hair combed back into a bun. A few strands fell gently over his sharp face. Jaehyun recognized him as Youngho, the elven he had heard of and who had danced with him at his Name Day. He was dressed in an white attire with no sleeves, revealing his muscular arms and the ties on his collar were purposely untied to expose his chest.

"You took longer than I expected." Youngho said with a smirk on his face. Moonstone silver eyes lingering on Jaehyun for a moment before returning to Yuta with raised eyebrows. "And you even brought company today."

"It’s a pleasure to be in your presence, Prince Jaehyun."  He gave a slight bow towards the omega. “I’m Suh Youngho one of-”

"Now it’s not the time to learn formalities, Youngho." Yuta sounded almost annoyed. "Did you speak with the guards?"  

"Of course, Yuta. Besides…" The alpha shrugged, "It’s not like trying to be sneaky would work in this castle."  

Jaehyun tried not to show how uncomfortable he felt being in the presence of two elves like this. He did his best not to look too much at either of them. Youngho seemed to want to keep the mood light though. Which only made Jaehyun feel more uneasy. He was starting to regret agreeing to come. They reached the front of the castle and a carriage was already in place for them to take. 

"Oh!" The guards at the gates were surprised when they saw the omega hopping in the carriage with them. "P-Prince Jaehyun?!"  

"Calm down, my friends. He’s just here to accompany his husband," Youngho chuckled softly. "I’m sure you can understand the suspicions of an omega like him."  

"Uh-huh. Right, my lord." They quickly opened the gates. "Please, your highness, it’s an honor to see you."  

"Uh, thank you."

The cold night air hit him. He pulled his cloak tighter around his body and put on his hood. The stars shone brightly in the clear sky, illuminating the landscape around them. They were outside the palace. Crossing one of the streets that led up to the highlands. He knew they were close to the districts near the Vollachian guard barracks, a place he had always heard about but had never been allowed to visit. After all, it wasn’t a place for an omega.  

“You don’t go out often, do you?”

Youngho asked with a slight smile on his face.

"Huh, no. I spend most of my time in the palace."  

Yuta let out a light giggle. As if he didn’t believe Jaehyun’s words. Jaehyun raised an eyebrow and looked at him.  

"You don’t believe me?"  

"I’m sure I saw you wandering the city a few days before our wedding." The elven shrugged. "You should learn to be more honest. Peach."  

"I don’t do that anymore." 

"Apparently, you don’t do anything without your companion. Makes sense."  

Jaehyun grimaced at him and opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by Youngho.  

"Let’s calm down, okay?" He raised a hand in a peaceful gesture. "We’re here." 

They stopped in front of a large and imposing metal door. Youngho jumped out of the carriage and tapped the metal lightly in a series of different rhythms. As if it were some kind of code. The door quickly opened for them. Yuta pulled Jaehyun’s hood off his head, as well as his own after helping him hop off the carriage. The glow of his crimson hair was more sinister in the moonlight. 

They walked down the hallway with the muffled sound of footsteps echoing until they reached a large hall. The smell of iron and sweat filled the air, as if it were ingrained in the rough stone walls. Jaehyun’s hesitant gaze scanned the rows of alphas exercising under the night sky and then a familiar figure emerged among the guards.  

"Lord Yuta and Lord Youngho-" Yunho’s eyes widened when he saw Jaehyun standing with them. "Oh, Prince Jaehyun? What are you doing here? This isn’t a place for you."  

"Uh, hello, Commander Yunho."  

His voice sounded almost like a mutter. He didn’t know why he was there either.

"I had to bring him." Yuta shrugged. "As you know. Annoying rumors are spreading around the court and the prince is questioning my loyalty to him."  

"Oh! Jaejoong did tell me." Yunho bowed to Jaehyun. "Allow me to say, my prince, these rumors are baseless. If anything, I am to blame for this.”

“What do you mean?” He looked at Yuta.

Yunho pointed to the alphas in training, a dozen of them were present there. 

"Lord Yuta has been helping me train the best guards to make the capital more prepared for the days to come." The alpha said calmly. "We’ve been working together actively, as this is not just for better security in the highlands but also for elves that come to visit the capital."  

"Since our wedding, Head Alpha has been receiving reports of more extremist groups in parts of the capital." Yuta continued. "The council knew this could happen, but they still didn’t prepare enough. As I said, Vollachia defense lacks a lot. There’s many guards incapable of handling minor commotions. So, with Commander Yunho’s help, we’ve selected the most qualified for more intensive training."  

"The number is still small but they have strong conviction. My prince." Yunho said with enthusiasm. He truly seemed to believe in what they were doing. “Highlands and the suburbs have been very lively lately and It makes us uneasy for another attempt against elves.”

"And I’m just here to supervise." 

Youngho added, as if bothered by not having a more direct role. Jaehyun stared at the three alphas in front of him. He understood, rationally, that this was a good thing because it showed how committed Yuta truly was to Vollachia. The elven was indeed dedicated to helping the capital despite his history with it but at the same time, a part of Jaehyun felt hurt. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Yuta had done this on purpose, as a kind of punishment for what had happened between them.

As Yuta went out every night to help Yunho train soldiers. Jaehyun remained alone with the growing weight of not being wanted by his own husband and now, the rumors spreading through the court fell upon him like an inevitable storm. It was Jaehyun who heard the whispers in the halls, who endured the pitying glances and veiled insinuations. It was him who had to face in silence the judgment of everyone around him. He was the one being constantly punished for it all. Forbidden to even have the presence of his own brother close to him. Without being able to respond against Head Omega's constant sermons. The feeling of injustice spread through his chest like a slow-burning fire. He took a deep breath, feeling his hands tremble slightly before turning to Yuta.  

"Excuse me."  

He said in a controlled manner and maintained his posture. Yunho and Youngho exchanged quick glances but didn’t say anything as Jaehyun walked away. His quick footsteps echoing through the hall. Yuta followed him, his hand gripping his wrist firmly before Jaehyun could reach the door they had entered through.  

"Jaehyun." 

He turned around. Looking at Yuta with teary eyes.  

"You’ve been here all this time. You knew the truth and still let all these rumors spread, knowing it would weigh even heavier on me."  

He pushed Yuta’s hand off his arm.  

"I do not care about those rumors." Yuta raised an eyebrow. "Not when I know it’s not true."  

"Of course you don’t care." His voice cracked. "You’re an alpha. No one questions you. No one blames you. But me? I’m judged every second for not being able to keep you in my bed."  

The elven pressed his lips together, his gaze intensifying.  

"I wasn’t trying to punish you. I was doing something important."  

"And yet it was in secret while I’ve been carrying the rumors. The whispers that you left me because I’m a failure as an omega. That I’m not enough for you and that I’ve made this alliance a failure and you never  even bothered to clear anything up. I thought this marriage was important to you too."  

“It still is but Yunho thought people wouldn’t receive this news as something good. People are still not too fond of me.” Yuta took a deep breath, his amber eyes assessing the frustration etched across Jaehyun’s face.  "I didn’t think I needed to tell you. I thought you didn’t care."

"I didn’t care. Not at first." He looked away. "But then you just—"  

"Are you angry?"  

"Of course I am..." His voice cracked again. "I’ve been alone, with my hands tied all this time. I-I don’t know what to do."  

He could feel his eyes welling up. He hadn’t expected to be so emotional about this, but he was. He didn’t like Yuta. He didn’t like elves in general. Especially because he was afraid of them. Maybe this was what he deserved. To be married to one and completely ignored and rejected by him.  

"I apologize for my lack of consideration. I didn’t think through the consequences this would have on you. Peach."  

He felt a warm hand on his cheek, gently turning his face upward. His eyes met those amber ones and for a moment, he saw the flames again. He turned his face to the side, looking away.  

“You always do that.”

"I know. It’s just..." He bit his lower lip. "It’s hard to look at you sometimes."  

"I can’t do anything about that."  

"I know." He placed his hand over the one Yuta had on his face. "It’s not really your fault."  

"You should allow yourself to say what you really feel. Peach." The alpha said softly. "I appreciate that you’re showing some personality."  

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?"  

The elven smiled. 

"Perhaps." His thumb brushed Jaehyun's cheek. The elven was closer now. His touch was soft. Caring. Like he wanted to comfort him. "I can't fix these rumors. They've already spread."  

"I know."  

"But a rumor can be forgotten if there's a stronger one to replace it. That's something Sana told me."  

He slowly looked at the elven. This time he didn't feel that fear.

"Are you suggesting?"  

"I don’t need to turn my back to see that they’re watching us."  

He could see a slight triumphant smile on the alpha's face.  

"So, what should we do then?"  

"I ask you."

Yuta was closer. Jaehyun didn't need to think too much to know. This could be scandalous and Head Omega would certainly be furious at the lack of respect. Even if it was with his husband, such actions in public were unacceptable. He bit his lower lip and sighed. He had done this before, but this time he should be more passionate about it. He thought about what Sana had told him. The elven's amber eyes were filled with curiosity. He was waiting. Jaehyun then wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled him close and closed his eyes of course. He let the alpha take the lead. Kissing fervently. Forcing his way into Jaehyun's mouth with his tongue.

He had never been kissed before, never kissed the way Yuta had. Jaehyun felt the heat of Yuta's body against his and for a moment, his instinct was to pull back. The weight of the elven's closeness made his chest tighten and he felt the familiar wave of anxiety crawl up his spine. The alpha nibbled on Jaehyun's bottom lip. Pulling him closer and licking between their lips until they mingled. He placed a hand behind his head, pulling him even closer, and Jaehyun opened his eyes for a moment and had a flash that made him push the elven away slightly. Stopping that moment as he tried to catch his breath.

"I apologize. I'm not the type of person who will waste opportunities when they are willingly granted to me. I'm no fool, Peach." He licked his lips. "You kiss very cutely. I think we should continue." 

Jaehyun felt hot. He wanted to believe that it didn't mean anything, that it was just a strategy, but his body couldn't forget that easily. 

"You're- huh, you're being too greedy." 

"I can be."

The elven shrugged, but Jaehyun just shook his head negatively.  

“It’s late, we should return to the palace. I… I need to rest.”  

“Or we could just stay here for the night.”  

Jaehyun looked at the alpha as if he were saying something absurd.  

“But-”  

“Don’t you think it would be enough to silence the rumors?”  

The omega bit his lower lip. It would already be scandalous just the idea of the prince in that place but spending the night there with Yuta could make a bigger impact that would certainly work.  

“I don’t know.”  

“I believe it would be the perfect moment to show that you can have control in your hands as well.” The elven turned away. “Don’t you think?”  

“Don’t you have your responsibilities here?”  

“They don’t really need me. My title as Warrior Prince apparently carries a lot of weight here in Vollachia. They only need to see me and it will be enough.”  

“Don’t tell me.” He sighed. “Do they have rooms here, at least?”  

The elven held out his hand to him and he hesitated for a moment before taking it. They greeted Yunho and Youngho one last time and waved at the training guards. Their eyes were wide and curious. The same thing was said to the servants in that barracks. They all looked tense and scared at the sight of them until they entered a smaller compartment on the second floor. A small room that was perhaps the tiniest space he had ever been in. It only had a bed that apparently wouldn’t fit two.

“I’ve learned to sleep anywhere that offers the slightest bit of comfort.” Yuta said as he closed the door. “I don’t know about you.”  

“Huh, there’s only one.”  

The elven raised an eyebrow.  

“Yes, this is where I stay when I don’t return to our chambers.” He ran his hand over the glass of the window that illuminated the room with moonlight. “I won’t sleep on the floor if that’s what you want.”

He bit his lower lip. The thought of sleeping on the floor wasn’t pleasant either. He knew what he was doing by being there and since there wasn’t much of a choice…

“If you try to grab me, I’ll scream.”  

“We’ve known each other long enough for you to know I wouldn’t do that.” He smirked. “Unless you want me to.”

“I’m not insane yet.”

Yuta took off his coat and threw himself onto the bed that made a noise as if it wasn’t very comfortable. The elven smiled triumphantly and Jaehyun just sighed. Yuta moved a little, giving him space, but they’d still be very close. There was no way their bodies wouldn’t end up pressing against each other. He took off his tunic and decided to lie down next to him without thinking much about it. His back was facing the elven but it felt like there was no space for him in that bed.  

“This won’t do for you. Huh, I know it’s not the most comfortable, but…”  Yuta tapped his own chest, and Jaehyun slowly turned to him. He understood what the alpha proposed. It made sense, it would give more space for him on the bed but still... “This way you don't have to look at me in the face and you would be more comfortable.”

Considerate. He thought. He didn't like Yuta acting like he is someone sweet but he didn’t hesitate that much. He placed his head on the elven’s chest and allowed him to use the blanket to cover them while the faint scent of cherry blossoms comforted him. He was mulling it over in his mind but for some reason, he didn’t feel like everything was lost or scared.  

Maybe he really was selfish. Not even in his wildest dreams he thought Yuta would be working on such an important cause. He was truly dedicated to it. If things had happened differently, maybe he would’ve appreciated the elven’s actions properly. Maybe if he had been more open from the start, things could’ve actually been different. Yuta was an elven. Yuta was rude. Yuta was annoying. Yuta was someone that had a lot of his people's blood in his hands but Yuta truly never lied to him. 

“I’m sorry.”  

He said in a calm, soft voice. This time, he meant it.  

“For what?”  

“For not trying enough.”  

He heard a sigh from the alpha, but he could tell it was a sigh of relief. He liked the response.  

“Sleep. Peach. Calm down that chaotic mind of yours.”  

He felt the elven’s chest rising and falling with each breath. Silence filled the small room and he allowed the alpha to comfort him with his hand caressing his black hair. It was a cold night like all the others, but this time, he felt warmth in the hands of his husband.

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Warmth. It was exactly the same as when he was young and could look at the vast ocean through the harbor. The wild waves crashing against the rocks and his hair blowing in the salty wind. He remembers feeling that for the first time. He remembers opening a wide smile and feeling like he could do anything. He felt free, and maybe even protected by the heavy gaze of the sea. It had been a long time since he last felt that way. Then, he felt the sun hit his face. That light came from the small window behind. He felt a slow breath beneath him. A strong, yet comforting scent of cherry blossoms enveloped him. Bringing a sensation that was very close to that warmth.

He had his head resting on the chest of an elven. They were entangled in a small bed and did their best to stay comfortable through the night. Jaehyun doesn't remember the last time he had such a good sleep. Which is the most surprising part of all. He blinked again, as if reality was still a dream. The warmth he felt was both familiar and strange. Like something he had longed for a long time but forgotten how to reach. His husband was there, too close. He shouldn't be there. Or rather, Jaehyun shouldn't be comfortable with it.

He turned his face slowly. The elven seemed to be sleeping peacefully. His face was relaxed. The crimson hair had a slight shine when the sun hit it. A few strands were falling over his face, and the braid was still perfectly wrapped behind his head. Jaehyun looked at him for a moment. Realizing that he looked like a fantasy. The pointed ears combined with his hair created a quite novel blend. His lashes cast soft shadows on his cheekbones. His lips were curved and slightly parted. Even in silence, Yuta exuded an air of strength but didn’t seem threatening at all. For the first time, Jaehyun didn’t feel the weight of his fears scratching the back of his mind. He didn’t see the fire, the chaos or the terrifying smile of another elven. There was only this: silence, stillness. This way, the omega could admire his striking features and realize that his husband is quite handsome.

He shifted uncomfortably, suddenly aware of how close they were lying. It was dangerous to think that way, to see Yuta as anything other than a stranger he was forced to endure and yet, he couldn’t look away. A deeper breath beneath him broke his thoughts. Jaehyun froze as he felt Yuta move slightly, the muscles in his chest tensing before the elven’s amber eyes opened slowly, focusing on Jaehyun. A small, almost imperceptible smile formed on his lips.

"Morning."  

The alpha muttered. His voice was still hoarse from sleep but surprisingly gentle. Jaehyun didn’t respond right away. He only stared at the alpha for a brief moment. Feeling his cheeks burn before a sharp sound at the door brought him back. He jumped out of bed, almost stumbling over his own feet as he tried to put more space between himself and the alpha. His heart was racing in his chest. The idea of being seen in that position made his stomach churn. A second sharp sound echoed through the door, this time followed by a cheerful voice Jaehyun immediately recognized.  

"Hey, lovebirds! It’s morning!" Youngho said, his voice full of curious joy. "We should head back to the palace before Head Alpha orders a sweep of the capital for the prince."  

His cheeks grew even hotter as Yuta rested his head on his hand. Still not getting out of bed but watching him with half-lidded eyes.  

"I guess that’s our calling." Yuta said, rubbing his face with his other hand before getting up. "Youngho is just teasing. No need to get startled."  

"I-I can see that."

Jaehyun snorted softly, adjusting the robe he was wearing and desperately trying to avoid Yuta's gaze. They put on their coats and met Youngho outside. The tall elven had a mischievous smile on his face.  

"Nothing happened. We just slept."  

Jaehyun replied quickly and looked away. Crossing his arms but his stiff posture only seemed to amuse Youngho even more. 

"I didn’t say anything, my prince." He tilted his head slightly. "But you’re completely covered in Yuta’s scent regardless of what you say."  

Jaehyun froze for a moment before feeling his face burn again. He shyly pulled at his robes to check for the scent and he hated that he could actually sense it.  

"That is good." Yuta said in his soft tone as he adjusted his tunic. "It reinforces exactly what we wanted when we decided to stay here for the night."  

Youngho clicked his tongue, shaking his head as if he found the situation even more amusing.  

"Yeah, guess it worked out." He said, casually leaning against the wall. "I saw a few people lingering near the door last night. They seemed pretty interested in what was going on inside."  

Jaehyun let out a long sigh.  

"And what did you do?" 

“I said it was disrespectful to see the prince of Vollachia in his most vulnerable position.”

“WHAT!?”

His voice echoed throughout the place and Youngho only giggled.

"Kidding. I scared them off, of course." The alpha smiled smugly. "But, honestly? I doubt it’ll stop the whispers. Your marriage is something even the suburbs are talking about. Looks like the prince marrying an elven is the most interesting thing this capital’s had in years."  

Jaehyun closed his eyes for a moment. Feeling the weight of that realization. Even here, far from the castle and the suffocating rules of the court, he couldn’t escape the expectations and curiosity of others. His marriage was a spectacle for the people. An object of analysis and gossip. As if his life didn’t belong to him. The omega noticed his husband’s amber eyes on him but there was something different in them now, instead of the usual curiosity.  

"Are you feeling well, Peach?"  

Jaehyun hesitated for a moment but nodded.  

"Uh-huh. I’m fine... Huh, we should head back."  

"I agree."  

It didn’t take long for Youngho to lead them back to the carriage. It swayed gently and the silence was filled only by the sound of the wheels against the cobblestone path and the occasional jingling of the horses' reins. Jaehyun kept his eyes on the window, watching the familiar landscapes of highlands pass quickly before him. He still felt his mind heavy with the events of the previous night but before he could get lost in his own thoughts, Youngho broke the silence.

"Commander Yunho sent a warning before we left." the elven said casually. "Apparently, the palace is busy this morning. I can't say if it has to do with you, my prince but it seems like a meeting with the council has been called."  

"If it’s about the council, it’s probably not related to me."  

He quickly retorted. The council had never cared about him beyond the desire for that marriage.  

"Is that so? Regardless. Aeri is back."  

Yuta sighed when he heard that.

"I see. Inevitable."  

"Indeed."  

"What is this about?"  

Jaehyun looked at Youngho and then at Yuta. The elves seemed to know exactly what it was about.  

"You seem quite curious this morning, Peach.” The alpha smirked at him. “I’ll tell you later. We should head back to the palace first."  

The omega bit his lip but didn’t question it. The palace loomed before him, imposing and inevitable. The brief glimpse of freedom from the night before seemed distant now, like a fleeting dream that evaporated with the arrival of morning. Soon enough, he would be back to the critical gazes. Suffocating expectations and the incessant whispers about his marriage. He took a deep breath, tightening his hands slightly on his lap. This time, he didn’t want to just endure. This time, he needed to find a way to stand his ground too.

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The return to the palace was quick. The contrast with the previous night was so abrupt that Jaehyun felt the weight of the place settle on his shoulders before he even got out of the carriage. The air around the hallways was different than usual. There was heavy tension in the air. Whispers that died down as soon as they passed. Like there was something serious going on.

He looked around before his eyes landed on a familiar figure in the main hall. Aeri was engaged in a conversation with Hyunwoo of House Son. The elven's gestures were graceful and accompanied by a mischievous smile. Jaehyun noticed how she always seemed to dominate the space. She appeared to be even more imposing now than the last time he saw her. Her pinkish hair seemed to be more vibrant now, falling in soft waves around her face. Among the loose strands, two thin braids ran the length of her hair, adorned with small threads and golden rings. Her dress drew even more attention. The tight black fabric accentuated her slender silhouette, decorated with delicate lace details and strategic cuts that exposed her skin more than any omega would ever dare in Vollachia. The same decorated dagger was sheathed at her waist. Without looking directly at anyone, Jaehyun felt the discreet, almost judgmental glances that others threw in the elven's direction. No one said anything aloud. Questioning elven customs was not something they would do openly but the disapproval was there.

Aeri noticed their presence and raised an eyebrow. Lips curving into a satisfied smile before slowly bowing to him.

"Brother..." And then, her voice gained a subtle harshness. "And Prince Jaehyun. I see the highlands have become a point of entertainment.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. It was a clear provocation.  

"What brings you back to Vollachia so soon, Aeri?"  

Yuta asked, his voice maintaining the usual calm tone but carrying a subtle tension. His sister raised a richly decorated and perfectly rolled scroll. Her eyes sparkled with amusement. Yuta tried to take it from her hands but she was quick to hide it behind herself and take a step back.

"Tsk, no escape this time, brother."  

The silence that followed was broken by a discreet cough from Hyunwoo, who turned his attention back to them with a slight nod.  

"Forgive me, but I need to meet with my fiancé."  

He gave a slight bow to Jaehyun before stepping away. He exchanged quick glances with Aeri and then his footsteps echoed through the hall as the elven threw a sideways glance. 

"What a shame that an alpha like him is engaged to such a... weak omega."  

Jaehyun blinked, surprised by the coldness in her tone. Wondering what Jungwoo did to her but before he could say anything, Yuta retorted without hesitation.

"I thought you had no interest in human alphas, Aeri."

"And I don't." She shrugged. "But that doesn't mean I can't have opinions about them."  

Yuta exhaled a heavy sigh as if he were already used to his sister's attitude.  

"Anyway, I've already submitted the request for the council meeting." Aeri continued, now with a more serious tone. "I imagine we should emphasize the importance of this summon to the esteemed leaders. Father is not happy."  

Jaehyun felt his stomach churn. His parents. He still had yet to face their anger over what he did the other night. Head Omega surely already knows about that.

"What is this about?"  

Jaehyun managed to ask but felt shy after hearing his own words coming out of his mouth. Aeri smiled at him with a satisfied gleam in her eyes.  

"It’s a summon, my prince. Father is calling us back to Elior. And that, of course, includes you."  

Jaehyun swallowed hard. The palace was never a place he felt truly comfortable with but the idea of leaving Vollachia and crossing the lands to Elior… that idea was something entirely different. Something he knew would happen but didn’t really want to face it. Yuta kept his gaze fixed on his sister for a moment before letting another sigh.

“This is not something that can happen right now.” He said, crossing his arms. "My duties in Vollachia have not yet been completed."

Aeri raised an eyebrow, clearly annoyed by the answer. 

"It doesn't matter. Our Alberich has summoned you.” She said in a sharp tone. “You know what that means more than anyone."

Jaehyun felt a chill run down his spine. There was something in the way Aeri spoke. An unyielding certainty that made his chest tighten. Yuta on the other hand, merely sighed again, showing no evident reaction. As if he had already anticipated this answer. He didn't object nor did he try to argue any longer. He just accepted, which made Jaehyun wonder how long this call had been waiting for. Aeri then turned her back to them with a sharp smile playing on her lips.

"Anyway, I must meet with the esteemed leaders before they organize the meeting in the council hall. I hope they don't keep me waiting too long. After all, I don't like delays.” 

She walked away, exuding clear confidence and leaving the weight of her words behind. The sound of her footsteps echoed down the halls until they disappeared entirely. Jaehyun remained still for a moment, still digesting what had just happened. He felt Yuta's eyes on him before he even lifted his head to look at him.

"You should go to our chambers and prepare."

Yuta said, his tone sounding less like an order and more like a decisive instruction. Jaehyun furrowed his brow, confused. Unsure if he had heard correctly.  

"Prepare?"

Yuta looked at him directly, as if the answer were obvious.  

"This meeting will be important. I want you by my side before the council." Yuta said lightly but without leaving room for questions. "This concerns both of us. We are the representatives of this alliance, after all, unless you're against it. Are you?"

The alpha had curious eyes on him. As if his answer was of great importance. The omega felt his mind race but even without fully understanding why, he nodded slowly.  

"I'm not." He bit his lower lip. "I’ll be ready."  

He could see a glimmer of contentment on the elven's face.  

"Good. I need to speak with Youngho." The alpha added. "We shall meet again in our chambers shortly."  

“O-okay.”  

They parted ways and Jaehyun found himself alone on the path to his chambers. The activity in the palace was noticeable and he tried to keep his head up as he walked. He knew that the previous night he would already be running through other people's mouths. The highlands rodents were fast but that didn’t really matter at that moment. His mind was more focused on what he had just heard. He had always known he would have to go to Elior. It was something inevitable, but it had been forgotten during the week the elven had ignored him. Up until that point, he hadn’t even known if Yuta still wanted to go through with the marriage but he was wrong. He held the small stone on the necklace that Head Alpha had given him on his Name Day as he thought about Yuta's words. He was still surprised. Attending a council meeting wasn’t something he was easily allowed to do. There had been few occasions when it happened. The alpha’s stance in saying he wanted Jaehyun by his side affected him more than he would like to admit. It made him feel like someone who mattered and not just a pawn in that game.

That thought lingered with him until he felt the cold sensation of the room. It seemed even more intense as he crossed the doors to get inside. The servants had already prepared the bath and Jaehyun wasted no time in cleaning himself. The hot water offered a brief relief but his mind was still racing with everything that was happening.  He was getting dressed when he heard the sound of the doors opening. He felt his face burn and quickly covered his exposed legs with the clothes in his hands. The alpha looked at him from head to toe but said nothing, his calm expression contrasting with the unease Jaehyun felt. 

"Is the bath ready?"  

He asked, his soft voice filling the silence of the room as he started to remove his clothes.

"Uh-huh. The servants already changed the water.”

He looked away slightly. It wasn’t the first time he had seen Yuta undress in front of him but he had never stopped to really look at the alpha’s physique before. His build was imposing, but not overly muscular as his title should picture to be. His chest stood out and the muscles in his arms were defined. Other than the scar on his back, he noticed that the elven had something resembling a burning or a painting—a tree root design wrapping around his bicep. He had never noticed that before either. His eyes lingered on the elven’s bare torso. He saw moles on his chest and abdomen, and there was also a weak happy trail that Jaehyun couldn’t bring himself to look at for too long because it made his body hotter.

When the elven moved toward the bath area, the omega pretended not to be looking at him and forced himself to focus on preparing his own attire. His fingers were still slightly trembling as he tied the ribbons. He chose an attire with darker tones with ornaments with colors that didn’t stand too much but elegant at the same time. He needed to appear worthy of attending the meeting. Head Omega would be watching him after all.  

That realization made him stare at his reflection in the mirror for a long time. He wanted to be ready and he wouldn’t allow hesitation to take over. Deep inside of him, for the first time he wanted to be seen.

The sound of water being poured indicated that Yuta had finished his bath and it wasn’t long before the elven appeared again. His crimson hair loose and falling over his shoulders with three braids falling with the strands. He was already half-dressed, wearing his trousers, and the white linen shirt was still open. Jaehyun swallowed hard as his gaze fixated on a droplet of water running down the alpha’s chest but his focus was quickly broken when Yuta turned to the mirror to adjust his own clothes.

"You look pretty."  

The alpha said without turning back to Jaehyun. For a moment, Jaehyun didn’t know how to respond. His first instinct was to question whether it was just to tease him but there was nothing on the elven’s face except a small, genuine smile at the corner of his lips. He wasn’t mocking him or being ironic. It was sincere.

“Huh, thanks.”

His voice came out lower than he intended and he quickly looked away, focusing on some point on the floor while his fingers lightly clenched the fabric of his own clothes.

“This was going to happen sooner or later. I apologize.”

He blinked twice at the elven.

“I’m not sure I understand what you’re apologizing for.”

Yuta fell silent for a moment.

"We were supposed to return to Elior not long after we got married." He said. “About a week later, as you can see, that didn’t happen and I also bestowed my sword upon you. My father did not like that.” 

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Yuta too faces a harsh parent it seems.

“But the vow was your choice.”  

“Indeed, it was. I accepted the terms of this marriage and you disappointed me deeply but we’re still in this together. I can see some change in you after our talk. Somehow you didn’t turn your gaze while looking at me since we woke up. Not the way you used to.” He shrugged. “Anyway, it was my choice to stay here longer.”  

Jaehyun still didn't like the way the elven readed him.

“You could’ve just told me to go with you. I’m your omega, after all.”  

The alpha looked at him. Amber eyes shining with a strange curiosity.  

“Perhaps. But the problem is that I do not seek an unhappy life for you, Peach. You're very spoiled and I think I'm to blame for that too."  

The omega crossed his arms. 

“Me? Spoiled by you?”  

“I decided to stay here because I realized your hesitation towards my people. It’s pretty obvious and it wouldn’t have been good to take you back to Elior in that state. Other elves could be offended by your reluctance and that would only make things worse.”  He shrugged. “I had to tame you first.”

That annoyed him.  

“Tame me? I’m not a wild animal.”

“Sometimes you’re way too dedicated to antagonize me. It’s not that different.”

Jaehyun felt his face burn in anger. He didn’t even know exactly what to say. He tried to open his mouth to respond, but the alpha simply nodded, dismissing him.

"As I said. I do not seek an unhappy life for you but I will not forget my duty with my people. I cannot deny my father’s summon. I must go." He seemed to finish adjusting his clothes. "So, I ask you. Do you want to go?"  

The prince looked at the elven. His tone was calm. There was no hint of mockery or defiance again. He was genuinely asking if Jaehyun wanted to go. His answer should have been obvious. As Yuta’s omega, it was natural that he would follow what his alpha wanted. He looked at the elven’s calm expression, who simply sighed at his delay in responding.  

"I suppose you’re still figuring out how to act." 

He put on his tunic and turned away. Jaehyun looked at the back of the alpha for a moment but there was a growing courage inside him. He knew there was no room for more failures. Staying behind would also mean he would have to deal with everything that came with that choice, including the rage of his family. Going would mean he’d have to fight more against his fear, which now seemed irrational, considering that not all elves appeared to be monsters after all.  

"Wait." The elven stopped at the door. His amber eyes heavy over him. "I’ll go with you."

Yuta raised an eyebrow at him, as if surprised but he didn’t smile.  

"Then it’s settled."  

He raised his arm toward the omega, a signal for them to intertwine their arms and Jaehyun hesitated for a moment.  

“Huh... I might not be well received at the council, though.”  

“It was their choice to marry you with me. They should deal with the consequences.”  

The alpha smirked and it actually made sense. Yuta seemed confident. Jaehyun took a deep breath. Then, he intertwined his arm with Yuta’s and the two of them left the room.

-

Jaehyun felt the tension in the air even before entering the council hall. It was a grand oval room, surrounded by imposing columns. A claustrophobic place where many decisions had been made to perpetuate the endless conflict with Elior. The large C-shaped table accommodated Vollachia's most influential representatives. Currently with nine seats. The central space of the table was where only those with a scheduled audience with the council would stand to be heard. The stone walls were adorned with heavy tapestries depicting the glory of Vollachia, but to Jaehyun, everything there felt cold. 

It was the first time that Jaehyun would be present at a meeting of such importance. Among the current children of House Jeong, Sion was the most familiar with all of this. It was no surprise to see the young alpha sitting with his parents at the central position of the table, where both looked at Jaehyun and Yuta with surprise. Other council members' expressions ranged from doubt to quiet disdain. Only the new members looked at him with friendly gazes. Sana was on the other side, smiling curiously and waving at him. She seemed happy to see him there with his arms intertwined with Yuta's. An older man stood next to her, and Jaehyun could only deduce that he was the head of House Minatozaki. He bowed slightly when he saw the prince.

“Such a pleasant surprise to see you, Prince Jaehyun.” An elven with gray hair bowed to him. “I see things are going well.”

Jaehyun felt his hands shake for a moment and let out the breath he was holding. Despite being of an elven, that was a familiar face.

“Thank you, Lord Reiji—”

“No need for that.” The old elven smiled. “Call me Old Man Reiji. You’re family. I should start getting rid of these honorifics as well.”

“A-ah. I'm sorry. This sounds disrespectful.”

He said shyly and Yuta nodded.

“It will be difficult for someone who grew up in Vollachia to rid themselves of such rules. Grandfather.” He cleared his throat. “Let’s keep the formalities for now. The esteemed leaders surely wouldn’t like to see my husband easily influenced by the customs of Elior. We’ll leave that for when we return.”

The older elven just sighed.

“I see that brat has already filled you in.”

“She was quite confident.” Yuta shrugged. “We ran into her in the palace’s main hall as soon as we arrived. I’m sure she was there on purpose to see us arrive.”

“I wouldn’t doubt it.”

The old elven chuckled and then moved away to make space for Jaehyun between him and Yuta. Jaehyun felt uncomfortable for a moment, realizing that this meant he no longer represented House Jeong. He noticed a few gazes weighing on him. Mainly from the leaders of Houses Park and Kang. Head Omega was also looking at him but when their eyes met, she flashed a wide smile. Way too wide and very rehearsed. He recognized that look. it was the same one she gave when she wanted to remind him of his place without saying a single word. A silent warning to not ruin everything. She certainly had something to say to him but she would never dare to do it in the council room. Never in front of important nobles. She valued her position too much for that. Just like Head Alpha who only gave him a slight smile but seemed genuinely uncomfortable.

"Do not lower your head."

Yuta said in a whisper only he could hear. He hadn’t realized he was still holding onto his husband's arm and perhaps gripping it a little tighter than he should. He let go but didn't move far away. Then, the alpha’s hand subtly touched his waist. Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn for a moment but didn’t stop him. It wasn’t an attempt to control him, but rather to provide stability. As if Yuta was trying to help him maintain a more composed posture.

“I apologize for being the one to raise a voice on the subject but I don’t recall being informed about Prince Jaehyun’s presence at this meeting.”

Kang Jiho, the alpha representative of House Kang, said in a cold tone. filled with barely concealed disdain. She had always been known for her rigid stance and conservative views. It was no surprise that it was her questioning him. Her sharp gaze evaluated him as though his mere presence there was disrespectful. Jaehyun was certain that among the council members, those from House Kang were the ones who disliked the rumors surrounding his marriage the most. Or rather, they didn’t like very much the idea of a human marrying an elven. He didn’t need her to vocalize what she truly thought. He knew very well he didn’t belong in that space. Jaehyun simply bit his lower lip and tightened his grip on his garments. He knew this kind of thing would happen.

“With all due respect, Lady Jiho.” Yuta said in a calm tone. “My husband has just as much right to be here as I do. If he cannot participate, then what is the purpose of this marriage? Besides, it’s common that the council members bring at least one family member with them. I see no difference in what I’m doing.”

“I’m merely questioning because the prince probably doesn’t know much about what we might discuss here.”

“I suppose I am more qualified to speak on this matter.”

The hall fell into an uncomfortable silence. The alpha from House Kang parted her lips, clearly ready to retort but Sana interrupted her with a cough.

“We don’t have time for unnecessary arguments.” She said softly. “Lady Aeri brought an important message from our Alberich. We must give due attention to what will be said.”

“I couldn’t agree more, Lady Sana.” Head Alpha smiled at the elven. “It’s been some time since we received a direct message from the esteemed leader. I’m curious to hear his words.”

“I’m sure it’s good news.” Head Omega added with soft claps. “It’s good to see everyone present for this moment.”

“Although the leader of House Kim is absent once again.”

Lee Jongsuk from House Lee said while clearing his throat.

“My dear Brother is ill, as I’ve already informed you.” Doyoung said in an irritated tone. “I thought the council members would understand and respect Lord Gongmyung’s decision to appoint me as House Kim’s representative while he is absent.”

“The question in this council about this matter is simply the lack of a letter of consideration from Lord Kim Gongmyung himself.” Said the Alpha representative of House Park, Jinyoung. “Nothing more than that. Lord Doyoung.”

“With all due respect, my lords.” Doyun, the representative from House Son, clapped lightly to draw attention to himself. “The messenger from Elior is already waiting for us. It would be best to focus on what’s important now.”

“Thank you, Lord Doyun.” Sana bowed slowly. “Please, allow the messenger from Elior to enter.”

She addressed the guards at the front door who hesitated for a moment.

“What are you waiting for?”

Head Omega's voice echoed in the room and the guards quickly bowed and opened the doors. Aeri entered the room with her head held high. She had a confident smile on her lips and that imposing aura seemed even stronger. Jaehyun could see the Alpha from House Kang growling. She was genuinely scandalized by Aeri's outfit and anyone who looked at her could see her discomfort.

“She certainly enjoys making an entrance.”  

The older elven beside Jaehyun muttered with a giggle.  

“Is it common for Elior omegas to dress like that?”  

“They’re free to do whatever they want.”  

The elven shrugged and Jaehyun didn’t know how to respond. This was inconceivable to him.

“Excuse me.” Lady Jiho couldn’t contain herself. “I don’t think this attire is appropriate.”  

“This is the most sophisticated dress you’ve ever seen. Lady...?”  

“Jiho.”  

“Lady Jiho.” Aeri smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. “This shouldn’t matter right now, when the message I bring is far more important.”  

She looked around with a challenging gaze at the council members as she stood in the central space of the room.

"I am Nakamoto Aeri." She bowed slightly. "This time I have not come as a guest to celebrate my beloved brother's wedding but as a messenger for our leader. Alberich Nakamoto Hideto."

"You may continue."  

Head Alpha said calmly.

"I will." She shrugged in response. Jaehyun could feel the pressure in the room as Lady Jiho grew increasingly annoyed with the utter disrespect. Not even Head Omega seemed as affected although her disapproval of Aeri's manners was clear on her face. The elven took the same scroll from earlier and opened it. She glanced at the shining eyes of all the council members who were not elves. Then, she closed it.

"This is as formal as I’ll get. I won’t read all of this."  

The council members exchanged glances.

"My father is pleased that the marriage took place without much delay. He would have liked to come but Alberich is not allowed to leave Elior. He sends his apologies in that regard."

There were sighs of relief. Especially from Jaehyun's parents.

“He is also very pleased that the esteemed leaders took the initiative to invite an Elior cleric to bless the marriage as well. This shows the respect the leaders have had for our customs, despite not all in Vollachia sharing the same goodwill. However, he has received reports of rebel attacks on other elves in the suburbs and lower parts of the highlands.”

Jaehyun heard Yuta grunt after that sentence. He was surprised by it and certainly not happy. He could tell just by looking at his husband and feeling a slight chill from his expression. 

“Wait, that’s incorrect.” Lee Jongsuk intervened. "The capital indeed is only having minor commotions but It's nothing really troublesome."

“Yes.” Head Omega added. “There are no major commotions happening in the highlands at the moment and we’ve already taken preventative measures in case something happens in the future. We are relying on Prince Yu—”

“When your eyes are only on the higher sides of the highlands, it’s really difficult to notice a problem with the rest of the capital, isn’t it? Unfortunately for you, elves value the common folk, and it greatly displeases us that the simpler parts of this capital are in such a poor and neglected state.” 

Head Omega swallowed hard. Jaehyun recognized the stark contrast in the capital during the times he had visited. He quickly remembered Ten and his story. Aeri wasn’t wrong.

"Regardless, this is a problem of your capital and it shouldn’t bother us but when it starts to affect the elves visiting this capital, that’s when the issue truly appears. It has been promised for the past four years that elves would be welcomed equally into Vollachia, but that is not what we are seeing now. Even though there is a clear vision of this alliance right here in this room.” Aeri pointed at both Yuta and Jaehyun. “Four years and it’s laughable that you couldn’t work on your side to have a better quality of life.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip as he felt the eyes turn toward him and slowly lowered his head. He felt Yuta’s finger gently brush his, and a warmth surrounded him. 

"That being said, he is displeased with how the capital has received the rest of his people and has come to believe that his son’s presence and fame may be disturbing Vollachia more than it should. Even though my brother is showing deep involvement with this capital and its politics. Those around him are the only ones who seemed to receive proper care and attention. It certainly becomes a stain on what this alliance truly means. Thus, he is summoning the Warrior Prince back to Elior, along with his bride." Both Head Alpha’s and Head Omega’s eyes widened in complete disbelief. “The Alberich truly wants to meet the bearer of his future grandchildren and show the comfort Elior can offer its visitors. He is leaving Elior open to more visitors from the capital. Those who are facing a difficult life are more than welcome on our side. He also extends an invitation to the council members who may wish to visit our land.”

Aeri's words reverberated through the hall like a sentence. Head Omega blinked rapidly, regaining composure with dexterity and attempting to reestablish her control over the meeting.

"That is..." She moistened her lips before continuing, casting a discreet glance at Head Alpha as if seeking support in her indignation. "Certainly a very... generous gesture from the Alberich. However, Vollachia has not fully accepted this marriage. Removing the prince from here could harm the stability we are seeking to maintain."

Her tone was sweet but Jaehyun wasn't fooled. He knew very well that calculated softness. The veil of false concern that hid her true intentions. Before any further objections could be made, a soft, contained sound echoed through the hall. A snap of Suh Chaemin's fingers against the wood, drawing everyone's attention.

"With all due respect, Head Omega." The voice of the brown-haired Alpha with gray streaks was calm but sharp. "A summon from our Alberich is not a request. It is an order."

The other elves in the room nodded and Head Omega's gaze shifted to her in an instant, her nostrils flaring slightly. But she remained pretending to be calm.

"Furthermore." Aeri continued, crossing her arms. "My father is more than willing to offer support to Vollachia in dealing with these emerging issues. It would be a mistake to reject his goodwill, wouldn't you agree?"

For a brief moment, her smile disappeared. Her fingers, always gracefully resting on the table, tightened into a subtle grip that only those who knew her well would notice. The tension in her shoulders was almost imperceptible, but it was there. She took a deep breath, collecting herself. Control was slipping through her fingers and she knew it.

“I understand the Alberich’s position.” She said as calmly as she could. “But we cannot ignore the possibility of Prince Jaehyun being already pregnant.”

An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Jaehyun felt his face burn as the gazes turned toward him again. It was a predictable blow but still too cruel. He noticed the satisfied gleam in her eyes, as if she had finally found a strong point to contest the decision.

“It would be irresponsible to send him to Elior without considering this.” Head Omega continued, now directing her gaze at Yuta. “I’m sure a future heir to this alliance is of great importance to both capitals and Vellioris as a whole. The most responsible course of action would be for him to remain here until we’re certain and it would also not be ideal for his alpha to be away for an indefinite period of time.”

"With all due respect, Head Omega." Doyoung, who had remained silent until then, let out an audible sigh and crossed his arms. "We all know the chance of that being true is unlikely. I mean, let's be honest… it should have happened by now, right?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking directly at Jaehyun. The omega felt his face burn up even more. Doyoung's words carried a cruel weight, clearly intended to provoke them. Jaehyun felt exposed, as if his very existence was being debated in front of everyone. He could feel his heart beating faster in his chest and the discomfort becoming unbearable.

A subtle touch on his fingers helped stabilize his breath. Yuta's amber eyes were locked on him and his hand rested lightly over Jaehyun's. The touch was almost imperceptible but solid enough to remind him once again that Yuta was with him at that moment. Despite their differences. Jaehyun swallowed hard and after a moment before finally speaking.

"I cannot say that I am already with child right now. My husband has been busy.”

“Indeed he is.”

Doyoung smirked.

“This summon is truly a good thing for us.” Yuta said calmly. “Head Alpha has put too much work on my back and it makes me leave my husband neglected. I’m sure he knows what he's doing though. I’m not questioning the esteemed leader's decisions.”

“Regardless-”

“We… We are doing our best to achieve expectations and it’s hard to deal with it as such nasty rumors just fly around the capital.” Jaehyun interrupted Head Omega. “I’m sure… My husband will feel more at ease in his homeland where he would also want his first child to be born.”

Yuta's eyes sparkled with surprise, but then a small smile curved his lips.

"Without a doubt."

Some of the representatives exchanged glances, seemingly surprised that the prince had taken such a clear stance on something. On the other side of the table, Sana seemed amused by his words.

"Beautiful words." She said with a light tone and Jaehyun could see the other elves agreeing with her. "It’s good to see the prince taking his husband’s wishes into consideration, even if they have different customs. One capital doesn’t overshadow the other but I see that many Vollachians lack this understanding. It’s refreshing to know the prince isn’t one of them."

Jaehyun didn’t know how to respond immediately. He didn’t know exactly how much of an effect his words would have.

"In the end, there’s not much the council can do.” Park Jinyoung said after a sigh. "We understand the importance of the Alberich’s summon. We shall not disrespect his wishes. It’s not like he’s giving up on this alliance and this is also an opportunity for us to send a new diplomatic group to Elior. After all, their leader has extended an invitation to us.”

There were low whispers of agreement among the council members. Head Omega remained motionless but her expression had become visibly tense. For the first time in a long time. She didn’t have an immediate response. Jaehyun realized, in that moment, that he had done something he had never had the courage to do before. He had spoken for himself and more than that. He had been heard.

Doyoung leaned slightly forward, crossing his arms on the table with a satisfied smile.

“Well, if we’re talking about diplomacy, then I’m ready to go on behalf of House Kim.” He said, his voice heavy with confidence. “Moreover, I think it would be an excellent opportunity for Hyunwoo and Jungwoo to accompany me. Don’t you think, Lord Doyun?” The other Alpha’s eyes narrowed. “Jungwoo would love to spend his honeymoon in such a magical place as Elior. It would be like a gift for him.”

Lord Doyun only sighed as if he were used to Doyoung’s way of doing things.

“That could be good.” Lee Jongsuk added with a smirk on his face. “Perhaps a trip to Elior might help soften the hearts of the members of House Kim.”

Doyoung’s gaze shifted towards Jongsuk and for a moment. Jaehyun could clearly see the annoyance on his face. 

“Indeed.” Doyoung relaxed his shoulders as if trying to calm himself. “I suppose it would be an enriching experience for all of us.”

“But I’ve just given seats in the council for your houses.” Head Alpha spoke. “I know Lord Doyoung can find another representative but If Prince Yuta returns to Elior, who will represent the Nakamoto House in this council?”

The leader of Vollachia’s gaze fell on Yuta, as if expecting him to reconsider his departure but the elven remained calm.

“That won’t be a problem.” He raised an eyebrow. “My grandfather is more than qualified to replace me while I’m away.”

All eyes turned to Old Man Reiji, who audibly sighed.

“Ah, youth...” He muttered, bringing a hand to his chin, as if he had already expected this to happen. “I had hoped to spend my days resting but I suppose maintaining an important position in Vollachia for a few weeks won’t be the worst of fates for this old elven.”

Despite his complaint, there was a playful gleam in his eyes.

“That settles the matter.”

Yuta declared. The expressions of the members of the council were neutral, others showed slight dissatisfaction but no one opposed.  

“Well, my task has already been accomplished. I will stay a little longer in Vollachia and return with my brother and his omega in the next few days.” Aeri smiled. Curious eyes turned toward Jaehyun, who swallowed hard. The elven then bowed and turned to leave the hall. “Oh, you may also see this as a way of bringing about a proper change in this capital before he allows his son to return. My brother is not a wild dog to be shown as if he had a leash around his neck.”  

With those words, the doors closed behind her and a suffocating silence lingered in the air of the room. Jaehyun could feel the tension reverberating among the council members. The stiffness in their expressions. They exchanged glances between those who were disturbed by the way Aeri spoke without hesitation. Even without saying anything, Jaehyun knew that most of the members felt insulted.

Head Omega maintained her composure as always but Jaehyun noticed how her nails slightly dug into the table. Tighter than necessary. His mother had always been a proud woman and seeing someone challenge the council in that manner must have been unbearable for her.

"I believe there's nothing more to discuss, then." Lee Jongsuk said, breaking the silence and straightening his posture. "In that case, Vollachia will accept the Alberich's invitation and our diplomatic group will be organized."

A few whispers spread across the table, most in agreement. Others were visibly irritated but no one dared to object. The weight of the decision had already been imposed on them and Jaehyun knew there was no turning back now.

"With that, we conclude this meeting." Head Alpha declared with his voice filled with exhaustion. “The Council shall reunite when travel arrangements have been finalised. For now, everyone is dismissed.”

The nobles began to rise. Some chatted amongst themselves in whispers that barely tried to hide their words. Jaehyun noticed glances directed at him, some still evaluating him as if they were trying to understand exactly what role he had played in that meeting. Before stepping away, Doyoung raised an eyebrow at him with a satisfied smirk on his face. Jaehyun couldn’t tell whether that should be a good or bad sign. Yuta lightly touched his waist, a subtle gesture, and whispered just low enough for only him to hear.

"You did well."

Jaehyun felt a shiver down his spine the moment he felt the breath of the alpha on his ear but didn’t let it distract him.

"...Thank you."

He muttered looking away. Sana passed by them with a satisfied smile, waving slightly.

"You should join us at the council more often, my prince." 

Before Jaehyun could respond she had already walked away. Then he saw someone in the corner of his eye and wished Sana had stayed to indulge him with some small talk rather than let him face his mother. Head Omega came towards him with the grace of someone who knew exactly how to control their posture, never showing fatigue or hesitation. Her smile was gentle but her eyes were as hard as polished glass.

"My dear son." She began, her voice as soft as silk. "What a fine stance you took today. It pleases me to see your support for your alpha."

Jaehyun didn't respond immediately. He recognized that poisoned sweetness. Yuta remained by his side, not stepping away even for a moment.

"Such a pity you chose to act so recklessly." Head Omega continued, her voice low enough for only those closest to hear. The elven simply watched her with his amber eyes. "But do not worry. There's time to correct this."

"Correct?" 

He looked at her, confused.

"Well, now that you'll have to go to Elior, it’s important that you have a suitable companion to guide you through the customs." She said, her tone so casual it could easily be mistaken for genuine concern. "Someone trustworthy, who can ensure you’re not wrongly influenced and won't cause discomfort to others."

Jaehyun felt his shoulders tense. He knew exactly what that meant. It was someone to control him.

"That won't be necessary."

Yuta's voice cut through the moment with the precision of a blade. Head Omega looked at the elven still maintaining her smile but Jaehyun noticed the subtle tension in the way she slightly tilted her head.

"Oh? And why is that?"

"My husband already has a companion." He looked at Jaehyun. "That blonde omega, what's his name?"

"Huh, Ten? His name is Ten."

Head Omega blinked once. Her composure didn't falter.

"Oh, but I think he's no longer in highlands." She argued with her still delicate tone. “There's no need to keep old ties when there are better options."

“What do you mean he is not in highlands?”

Jaehyun felt a surge of anger rising within him. She didn’t answer though.

"I know that well." The alpha replied. "That's why I sent a friend of mine after him. He had a clue and we also should visit his home to make a proper invitation.”

The air around them seemed to freeze. Head Omega blinked slowly, as if processing those words. For the first time, her smile faded. Jaehyun felt a tightness in his chest. He hadn't expected that. He looked at Yuta and could see that he was serious. 

"You are... very perceptive, Prince Yuta." She bowed to him and then turned her back to them. "In that case, I hope you’re successful in your endeavors.”

Without waiting for a response she walked down the hallway. Her posture flawless as always. Jaehyun let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. His body was still tense but something inside him felt... different. He felt Yuta’s gaze on him and when he turned. He saw something different on the alpha’s face.

Pride.

"Uh, thanks."

Jaehyun muttered.

"No need to thank me." He said with a shrug. “I'm just making sure your mother doesn't have too much control over you once we're in Elior. I simply don't want a spy sleeping next to me.”

He grimaced at the elven. He did not change a thing. Just as rude as always.

"I take back my thanks.”

Yuta smirked and Jaehyun felt his heart race. 

“But you already said it.”

“S-shut up.”

-

He heard the sound of the light rain hitting on the wood of the carriage. Drops trickled down the glass in irregular lines. Blurring the gray landscape that stretched outside. They were deep within the capital. Before them lay narrow alleys, worn cobblestone streets, and houses stacked on top of each other, made of stone and aged wood. There were few lights there, and the few that existed came from dim lamps hanging on the doors of rundown establishments.  

It was strange.  

Jaehyun knew there was a difference between the suburbs and the highlands, but he never imagined it would be this different. He could see Aeri's point even more clearly now.  

"You seem surprised."  

Yuta's voice broke the silence inside the carriage. Jaehyun blinked, shifting his gaze from the landscape back to the elven beside him.  

"I just... I've never been here before."  

Yuta raised an eyebrow. He seemed truly surprised.

"Never?"  

Jaehyun shook his head.

"I was never allowed to walk through the suburbs, even before my parents took over the leadership of Vollachia. I only knew there was this difference, and I only had a chance to see it a few times when I sneaked out with Ten, but..." He turned his gaze back to the window, watching two children running in the rain, barefoot and dressed in clothes far too thin for the cold weather. "This is way deeper in the suburbs. I never thought this side would be this… abandoned. I thought..."  

"That your parents were making some difference?"  

"Perhaps." He bit his lower lip. "Are you sure Ten is around here?"  

"That's what Youngho's message said. I doubt he's wrong."  

Jaehyun frowned.  

"That doesn't make sense." He looked at Yuta again while trying to understand. "As the companion of a prince, Ten and his family were given a place in the Highlands. That doesn't change, even if he left his position by my side."  

"And yet, he's here."  

The silence that followed was heavy. Jaehyun turned his gaze back to the window, his stomach twisting. He couldn’t understand. Something was wrong. The carriage continued to move slowly through the narrow streets. With every turn, Jaehyun felt the pressure in his chest increase. The rain grew a little heavier, making the atmosphere even more oppressive. The scent of wet earth mixed with the cold air. Then the carriage stopped abruptly.

Jaehyun felt the slight jolt followed by a scream that pierced the air from outside.

"An elven is attacking!"

The cold that had already settled on his skin seemed to intensify. Yuta moved instantly. His hand was already on the sword's hilt as he stepped down from the carriage with quick steps. Jaehyun did not hesitate to follow him though. The air outside was heavy, thick with the humidity of the rain and the tension that seemed to pulse among the few people on the narrow street. The circle of spectators around the scene wasn't large, but they were looking with widened eyes and hands over their mouths. Afraid of what they were seeing.

Youngho was at the center of the commotion.

He was holding a man by the neck, lifting him a few inches off the ground with just one hand. 

No one dared to intervene.

Youngho's expression was a mixture of fury and disgust. He held the man as if crushing him with his bare hands was simply an inevitable consequence. Jaehyun felt a chill run up his spine. That might have been closer to his own memory than any other elven had been.

"What are you doing, Youngho?"

Yuta's voice cut through the air. It sounded like a warning. The alpha tilted his head slightly without turning his face to look at Yuta.  

"Ah..." He pressed the man’s neck. "My hand slipped."  

“Y-you’re going to pay for this.” 

The human struggled weakly, his fingers clutching Youngho's wrist in a futile attempt to break free. His feet scraped against the wet ground, the strangled sounds of his breathing echoing in the quiet street. Youngho merely smirked at the corner of his mouth.  

"If anyone's going to pay—"  

"Youngho."  

Yuta called for him again. Something about the way he said it sent a shiver down Jaehyun’s spine. He had never heard the elven speak in that way before. Youngho held his indifferent expression for a moment. He didn’t move. Didn’t obey right away. Instead, he tightened his grip just a bit harder. The human choked on a strangled sound, his eyes wide with panic.  

It was then that Youngho sighed, a low, almost bored sound. And then he released him. The man dropped to his knees in the mud, coughing violently. Jaehyun watched the scene without saying anything. He still didn’t understand what was going on, but the unsettling feeling in his chest only grew. Youngho turned around, making the crowd of the common folk around them take a few steps back. They were right to do so. Jaehyun almost did the same, but he held his ground. The alpha's eyes were fixed on him.

“I apologize.” Youngho turned his gaze back to Yuta. “But I’m sure your husband would support my actions.”  

Jaehyun furrowed his brow, confused.  

“What?”  

Youngho gave a slight tilt of his head. The omega followed his gaze until he understood what he meant.

His heart stopped.  

Ten was lying on the ground. Leaning against a damp, filthy wall. Eyes closed, breathing weakly. Jaehyun didn’t even realize when he started to move. His body acted before his mind could process anything. The cold mud clung to his clothes as he kneeled beside his friend, his trembling hands gently touching Ten's pale face.  

“Ten!”  

The omega didn’t respond. Jaehyun felt his chest tighten. He was trembling—not from the cold, but from the rising anger within him. Ten looked dehydrated. Wounded, wearing nothing but rags that barely covered his body. But it wasn’t until Jaehyun looked at his neck that something inside him broke.  

An omega collar.

Jaehyun felt the blood pounding in his ears. Omega collars had been banned more than a decade ago. It wasn’t  even allowed anymore. None of this should be happening. He looked at the man kneeling in the mud, still coughing. His face was partially hidden by dirt and disheveled hair, but Jaehyun recognized it right away. He felt his stomach turn. 

It was Ten's father.

“Please-”

Youngho kicked the man in the face.

“Do not direct your words at him.”

The elven didn't care that other people were looking at them. He didn't care if it broke the alliance. If it would break the peace. Youngho was furious and Jaehyun could feel his aura. Heavy and fierce. Like a beast Jaehyun always believed all elves were, but he felt no fear when looking at it. If anything, he could feel his blood boil just like that. He wouldn’t mind if that’s the face he had right now. Seeing his friend like this. He could understand the feeling.

This is also his parents' fault after all. His mother never really liked the blonde. For them to be in the suburbs means they were stripped of the positions they obtained once Ten left his position as his companion. Thrown aside like a tool that would no longer be used. 

Yuta approached them. His eyes also carried ferocity but it was restrained. Unlike Youngho, if Yuta lost control, it would certainly carry a greater weight. Jaehyun could see in the elven's eyes that none of this pleased him either.

“My… prince…”

Ten managed to say but his voice cracked. Jaehyun felt tears in his eyes and the growing fury in his chest.  

"We should take him back." Yuta said, trying to maintain control. "Youngho, take this individual and bring him back to the Highlands."  

The other elven said something, but Jaehyun’s ears were ringing. He thought about everything. The difference in lives across Vollachia. All those luxurious parties in the Highlands, the golden halls, the expensive fabrics, the abundant food. While he worried about the court's rules and what his mother wanted from him, there were people starving just a few miles away. He thought about how many others could have been discarded so easily, just like Ten had been. How power was all that mattered. How it was all right in front of him, but he had never had the capacity to truly see it, and how the ones responsible for perpetuating it were people he knew all too well.  

He felt like something had shattered within him. 

Jaehyun remained silent the entire way back to the palace. He carefully put Ten resting his head in his lap as Yuta just watched him with a curious look but didn’t dare say anything. When they arrived, the omega left the alpha responsible to take Ten to the meister for the necessary care. He couldn’t contain what he was feeling. His heavy steps echoed through the hallways, and he didn’t care if the mud on his boots left stains on the stone. He approached the perfectly adorned door and opened it abruptly. Head Omega standed up with furrowed brows. She clearly didn’t appreciate the lack of courtesy, but the omega didn’t care at all.

"What’s the meaning of this!?"  

"Why did you strip Ten's family of their rights to be in the Highlands?"  

She stared at him, disbelief in her eyes.  

“Sion, Nana. Leave us.”  

“Mother—”  

Jaemin tried to speak but she just made a gesture with her hand, interrupting him. The omega lowered his head and allowed Sion to guide him out of the room. There was worry in the eyes of the young alpha.  

"I would like an answer." 

He said as soon as his siblings left the dining room.

"Why would a mere servant live in the highlands?" She shrugged. “You know better that there was no need to give a good life to those who don’t deserve it.”

“And you preferred to throw them in the suburbs as if they were trash to be discarded? They at least had the right to have a more dignified life and security or at least… At least Ten deserved more dignity than this!”

Head Omega sighs. Her gaze remains unchanged, without even a trace of guilt or regret.

“They never deserved these rights in the first place.”

"What?"

“Since when should a pathetic man like that father of his be among the nobles?” She says, her voice full of disdain. “That servant’s family was never valuable to have around. They only went up because their son was assigned to you. But since you got married there was no need to keep him anywhere else. What was the need to maintain those privileges?”

"Then-"

“I made a logical decision.” She interrupts him. “Vollachia is not a kingdom of charity. There is no point in keeping useless people in places that don't belong to them. That omega and his family had no more use for highlands.”

Jaehyun felt nauseous. He couldn't tell if it was because of anger or the pure disgust he felt at that moment. The hall, so richly decorated, seemed to become too small, suffocating.

“No more use?” He repeated, his voice low. Filled with disbelief. “Ten was my friend. He stood by my side when I needed it the most, while you only thought about how to strengthen alliances to climb even higher in the power that was already in your hands.”  

Head Omega tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a cold smile.  

“You speak like a sentimental child, my dear.” She muttered in disbelief. “I’m surprised you still hold such naive views. You’ve been part of this court for years. You should have learned that nothing in this world is earned without any merit.”  

Jaehyun clenched his fists, blood pounding in his temples.  

“Merit?” He let out a bitter laugh. “You really think you deserve everything you have? That your status was built purely on effort? You’ve taken advantage of everyone around you, used your own children as pawns in your rotten game, and you want to talk about merit?”  

“Be careful what you say.” Her eyes glinted with something sharp. “You are only here today because we did what we did. If you have fine clothes. Golden jewelry. Soft sheets to sleep. It’s not on your merit. It’s mine and your father’s.”

Her voice was now cold, warning him as though he were a reckless child.  

“You’ve always treated us as tools for your own growth in the court. You manipulated us, shaped us to be exactly what you wanted us to be.” He felt his chest tighten, but he continued, his voice gaining strength. “And the worst part? I know you always knew about the marriage. You knew the whole time and still pretended to be shocked. You sold me to Elior and then tried to act like you had no involvement in it.”  

“Of course I knew, you child!” She admitted, her voice slightly rising. “I never make deals without fully understanding their consequences.”  

Jaehyun blinked. Even knowing the truth, hearing it out loud was a shock.  

“So you just lied to my face like it was nothing?”  

His voice cracked.  

“Why would I tell you the truth?” Head Omega raised an eyebrow. “The children of House Jeong are lucky. You grew up in luxury, in safety. But there is no sense in a comfortable life when you can be used for something greater. If I must sacrifice your peace to ensure the stability of Vollachia, then so be it. It’s your duty to all of us”  

He looked at her with utter disbelief. The woman before him was no longer his mother.  

She was simply the Head Omega and only that.

He felt his breath grow heavier. His heart pounded not just from anger, but from something deeper. Something that tightened his chest in a suffocating grip. He looked into her eyes, and for the first time, he saw nothing but a cruel emptiness.  

"So be it. Mo—" He bit his own tongue. "Head Omega. I’m done with your games. I won’t satisfy your desire for power any longer."  

"Being a utter disappointment is all you know how to be."  

He turned and left the room with heavy steps. That was it. That’s how things had always been, and he could see it clearly now.  

He walked through the palace. His body felt heavy, and his eyes burned. It was too much to process. He entered his chambers and leaned against the balcony. His fingers gripped the marble tightly as he looked at the city below. Its faint lights dimming in the distance.  

“I suppose you see things more clearly now.”  

He heard a soft voice beside him. He hadn’t noticed the elven approaching. Yuta stood there, amber eyes admiring the night sky, his red hair fluttering in the cold wind of Vollachia. Jaehyun felt a slight sensation of déjà vu run through his body.  

"What do you want?"  

“I bring news of your friend.” The elven shrugged. “He shall be fine but perhaps this is the best time to go to Elior. I know someone who would take care of him in the right way.”  

He looked at the alpha and let out a soft sob. Maybe Elior really wasn’t a bad idea after all.  

"Thank you."

The elven nodded.

"I'm also here because I thought my husband needed comfort."

The omega bit his lips hard trying to hold back his tears.

"Did you hear everything?"

"Unlike the people in this palace. I have no desire to hear what the walls have to say."

Jaehyun felt his body heavy. He looked straight into those big amber eyes. It was like he couldn't count on anyone else now. The image of that elven in front of him blurred as tears fell from his eyes. He sobbed louder than he wanted to. Yuta just walked up to him and caressed his face before pulling him in his arms. Allowing Jaehyun to rest his head on his shoulder.

"I apologize but I'm not good at saying comforting words."

Jaehyun tightened his hold on the elven.

“Just… just don’t let go of me.”

The alpha sighed a little.

"As you wish, Peach."

They stayed there for a while. Until Jaehyun felt like there were no more tears left to cry. Bathed in the cold glow of the night and enveloped by the warm scent of cherry blossoms. That night, Jaehyun discovered he liked the elven’s warm embrace more than he wanted to admit.

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Farewells. They were never easy. He remembers the first time he left something behind. Their old house on the outskirts of highlands wasn’t big, nor luxurious, but it was warm. There was the smell of fresh bread coming from the neighboring windows, the laughter of children running through the stone alleys close to the Great Library. The sound of merchant carts passing every morning. It was a good place to live.

When they moved deeper into the highlands, the change was almost suffocating. The new neighborhood felt heavy. Gray. The streets were wide but empty of life. The buildings stood in cold grandeur, where even the wind blew differently. Without the scent of wet earth after rain. Without the comforting sounds of the world around them. It was there that the rules began to close in around his neck. His mother began to watch him more closely, her words always carrying a weight he didn’t yet understand at the time. Small acts of freedom became unforgivable mistakes. Perhaps it was there he realized that a part of him was left behind with each time they moved. The higher they rose in the court, the more oppressive their surroundings became until the moment their parents got what they wanted so much. The leadership they had longed for blinded them to their own children. Individual dreams or the small desires each of them carried no longer mattered. Only the rules. Only the political game.

Jaejoong was the first to be discarded. His marriage to someone of lower rank in the court made him irrelevant in his parents' eyes. Thus, his once strong voice within the house was silenced by their disinterest. Jaehyun, on the other hand, didn’t have that luxury. He became a useful piece in the theater of the nobility. Someone who was to entertain with polished smiles and formal conversations. Cultivating alliances he never asked for. Jaemin was forcefully molded, his lessons in etiquette no longer just a formality but an extension of his very existence. Every step, every bow, every word measured with suffocating perfection. He still struggled against it. Showing resistance by allowing himself to be someone carefree when he wasn’t under the heavy gaze of Head Omega. Then there was Sion, who carried the worst of the weights. He was an alpha. The heir. The future of the House Jeong. The one who had to be strict, relentless, dignified. A leader in development.

Four children. Four destinies carefully mapped out by hands that never asked if this was what they wanted. But Jaehyun was already tired of that theater. After years of being an obedient piece, of bending to the wills of others, of being pushed into unwanted situations. The firm grip of Vollachia's leaders finally broke. Not because they allowed it. But because he decided that he could no longer take part in it.

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The scent of cherry blossoms was the first thing he felt when he woke up. His head rested on the elven's chest, which was rising and falling gently with his light breathing. They were once again in that position. Bodies intertwined, as if the space around them was insignificant. The bed of their chambers was wide enough for each of them to have their own corner, but still, Jaehyun didn't move away.

Because he was the one who asked for it.

After crying until his eyes were dry, all he wanted was to continue feeling that silent comfort. The warmth of an embrace that asked for nothing in return. Yuta didn’t refuse. He didn’t ask questions. He didn't give an ironic look or make any provocation. He simply accepted. In silence, they changed into their night clothes and then sank into the bed, in each other's arms. No conversation. No further intimacy. Just the tranquility of feeling safe in the warmth of another body. Jaehyun surrendered to the gentle touch of the calloused fingers that caressed his dark hair. Easing the last remnants of tension in his chest. He closed his eyes and fell deep into that comfort. Ignoring even the fact that Yuta was shirtless. That night, none of that mattered.

He blinked a few times. Feeling the warmth of the bare chest on the tips of his fingers. He lifted his head slightly, observing the light in their room, and for the first time, the atmosphere wasn’t cold. He turned his face and once again stared at the elven’s sharp features. His face and the glow of his red hair. He felt his cheeks burn. They were too close, but Jaehyun didn’t pull away immediately. He admired the alpha's face attentively. Some strands of hair were falling over his closed eyes. The omega dared to move his hand to push them aside. His fingers lingered on the elven's skin for a moment longer than they should have. The warmth under his fingertips was enough to make him hold his breath. Jaehyun traced, almost unknowingly, the smooth line of Yuta’s cheek. His thumb slid in a gentle touch, barely making contact, yet he still felt something tighten within him.  

It was then that he realized.

‘What am I doing?’ He thought, as if suddenly awakened from a daydream. His hand pulled back immediately, resting against his own chest. There was no reason to touch him like that. There was no reason for his heart to be racing as if he had been caught in a forbidden act. Jaehyun swallowed dryly and slowly pulled away, sitting at the edge of the bed. He didn’t understand what he was feeling. There was still a lot on his mind anyway. The elven sighed and shifted on the bed. Turning his back to him but still lost in his sleep. The prince looked at the scar on his back. It seemed like it had been something painful. He wondered what could have caused that mark. Perhaps at some point in the countless battles the alpha had fought against his people. He couldn’t say for sure.  

The room was still silent, only the sound of the wind outside and Yuta’s calm breathing filled the space. He didn’t want to wake him up. He carefully got up and quickly changed his clothes. Cleaning his face with a wet towel of warm water. Since they had returned to the palace, he hadn’t had the time to properly see Ten. Not as he should. His mind was too clouded to process his friend’s situation.  

He gave Yuta one last glance before leaving the room. The elven was still asleep. Peacefully. His face was more relaxed than usual. It was rare to see him without his usual firm posture. Jaehyun noticed that the alpha really seemed less intimidating when he was asleep. He hesitated for a moment, but then looked away and walked through the door.

"I see you woke up early, my prince."

He heard a calm voice. Youngho was leaning against one of the columns in the hallway, his arms crossed and his expression calm. Different from the usual. Not even a slight smile on his face.

“Huh, Yes. I… I wanted to check on Ten.”

The elven raised an eyebrow at him.  

“I see. I can take you to him.”  

“Please.”  

The silence between them was filled only by the sound of their footsteps. Jaehyun didn’t quite know what to say. In fact, Jaehyun felt guilty. Guilty for being so inattentive to his surroundings. For being selfish, for thinking only of himself. He had never really looked at others in this way. His parents had gotten what they wanted. He was raised to entertain nobles, to smile and speak at the right moments, to behave perfectly. Even after Ten told him his story he was still blind to everything. Maybe in the end, he was just a spoiled prince. Even if he didn’t feel like one. His reality was far from what he thought he had. If he had another perspective, perhaps none of this would have happened.  

“You really have loud thoughts.”  

He blinked and looked at the elven. 

“What?”  

“Nothing.” Youngho shook his head. “You shouldn’t blame yourself. I saw in your eyes that you really weren’t aware of this situation.”  

He bit his lower lip.

"Still, if-"

"It doesn't matter now. What's done is done." The alpha sighed. "There's no reason to think about it. The important thing is to think about what to do next."

Jaehyun clenched his fists. He knew Youngho was right. There was nothing he could do to change what had already happened. But that didn't make it any easier to accept. They continued in silence, walking through the palace corridors and heading down to the lower levels. Once again through where the servants were. Until Youngho stopped in front of a door. The elven knocked lightly before pushing the door open, making space for Jaehyun to enter.

"He may not look at you as happy as you would like." Youngho said with a shrug. "I'm sure you understand."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him. Youngho sounded gentle and calm. He seemed to know very well the condition of the omega. Almost as if he was already familiar with Ten to give such advice to Jaehyun.

Jaehyun didn’t question it though. He just nodded and entered.

The room was small but comfortable. A window was open, letting in the fresh morning air. The subtle scent of medicinal herbs still lingered in the air. Ten was awake. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his messy blonde hair falling over his face. His gaze was fixed on his hands, as if he were lost in thought. But upon hearing the door close, his eyes lifted and met Jaehyun’s, and for a moment, neither of them said anything.

"I didn’t expect to see you again, my prince," Ten finally said, but his voice was weak. "Maybe I’m still useful after all."

"Ten… I… That’s not why I’m here." He hesitated. "I—"

The blonde shook his head as if he was reading Jaehyun’s mind.

“There’s no point in blaming yourself. You probably couldn’t have changed anything."

Jaehyun felt a tension in his chest.

"That doesn't mean I should have ignored it." He approached hesitantly, stopping next to the bed. "I should have realized sooner. If I had known that—"

"If you had known… Would you have done something?"

"I—"

I don’t know what I could possibly have done. He thought. Jaehyun had no control over what his parents did after all. He was just a powerless piece in that game. The blonde sighed.

"I know you weren’t aware. How could you be? You have your own struggles to deal with the one who sleeps in your bed. How could I expect you to turn your eyes to me?"

He bit his lower lip. It felt wrong anyway.

"Still..."

"If it’s just to justify yourself, I don’t know why you brought me here, my prince."

The omega lowered his head. His tone was melancholic, as if he didn’t expect anything good to come from this conversation. He sighed and sat beside Ten. They stayed in silence before Jaehyun gathered enough strength to speak again.

"I’m going to Elior. Soon."

The blonde reacted, but didn’t look at Jaehyun.

"I see."

"I don’t know when I’ll be back." His voice faltered. He really didn’t know. For all he knew, Elior’s summons could take as long as Alberich wanted. It could take months or a lifetime. He felt his hand tremble a little. He hadn’t realized he was so afraid of it.

"I should follow my husband, but Head Omega said I needed a companion to guide me through the customs of Elior."

Ten looked at him.

"I'm sor-"

Jaehyun nodded.

"I know you can’t. How could you see yourself in that position again after everything? You didn’t deserve any of this, but I also think you deserve better than... being here. I don’t know where Head Omega will throw you when I leave. Even if I ask my husband to leave you protected." He bit his lower lip. "That’s why I wanted you to come with me. To Elior. With us."

The blonde’s eyes widened a little. He was really surprised.

"But I can’t be a companion anymore, my prince."

"You won’t be. That’s not my intention. I’m inviting you as a friend. My husband promised me that Elior could provide better care for you, and I... I think I trust him."

Ten fell silent. His eyes, once full of exhaustion, faltered for a moment. He slowly moved his hand to hold the collar around his neck.

"You trust him?"

Jaehyun blinked, surprised by his own choice of words. But when he tried to think of an answer, he realized it wasn’t a lie. He truly trusted Yuta. He had no reason not to. He bit his lip and nodded. Ten watched him for a moment, eyes fixed on his, as if analyzing his response.

"I thought you hated elves, my prince."

"I’m not sure how I feel about elves now." He sighed. "I’ve been getting more support from my husband than from my own family."

“It doesn’t surprise me.” 

Ten said with irony but Jaehyun didn’t retort. He noticed that Ten was still holding his collar.

"Ten... about that-"

"I put it on." He said in a dry voice. That had been a concern of Jaehyun’s since he reunited with his friend. An omega collar was only placed on those omegas considered unsuitable for marriage, after all. An old and cruel custom that had been banned a long time ago. “The highlands don’t see any of this. They don’t need to. The suburbs, on the other hand... This is how many omegas find protection. To escape from being mated with alphas who see them as nothing more than a hole.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He really knew nothing of what went on in the lower parts of Vollachia's suburbs. He couldn’t believe this was happening right under their noses.

"I’m sorry. I-"

"Thank you for the invitation, my prince, but I don’t have an answer for that at the moment." The omega turned and lay down on the bed. “I would like some time alone right now.”

Jaehyun thought about saying more but gave up. He simply nodded and got up from the bed.

"Thank you for listening to me." He said in a weak tone. "We should be going to Elior in the next few days, I don’t mean to rush you, but..."

He looked at the blonde who had his back to him, without any response. He wouldn't listen to more of what the prince had to say. Jaehyun sighed and turned, walking toward the door. His hands were cold when he grabbed the doorknob, and for a moment, he hesitated. But then, without saying anything more, he opened the door and left, closing it behind him.

-

The days leading up to the trip passed in a blur. Jaehyun felt like he was trying to hold sand between his fingers. Every moment slipped away before he could fully process it. The routine was reduced to preparations, meetings about the trip, and decisions that were not in his hands. Anxiety grew as the day of departure approached. Everything seemed to be happening too quickly, and at the same time, the wait was suffocating. He hasn't spoken to Ten since that day. The blonde had said he didn’t want his presence the next time he tried to talk to him and Jaehyun just accepted it. Youngho became the bridge between Jaehyun and any information about the omega, though. The elven appeared at irregular intervals, bringing short updates.  

“He’s getting better.”  

Those were the words he always used. Simple, straight to the point. But Jaehyun noticed there was something more behind them. Youngho’s gaze revealed nothing, but the tone of his voice suggested he was observing Ten more closely than he let on. Jaehyun didn’t know if that comforted or worried him. He just wanted to believe that the blonde would be okay.  

Since the argument with his mother, his parents hadn’t spoken to him. Head Omega didn’t even acknowledge his presence in the meetings. The silence was a punishment, a reminder that he had become a problem they no longer wanted to deal with, or maybe they were just too busy trying to maintain control of the situation on what they could. But, to his surprise, it didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. What bothered him was the fact that he would be leaving his siblings behind. 

The nights before the departure became a strange habit. Jaehyun sought refuge in Yuta’s arms without needing to ask. The elven didn’t question it. He simply kept holding him in silence. Yuta’s long, calloused fingers moved gently through his hair, repeating calming patterns until Jaehyun fell asleep. It was a kind of intimacy that required nothing, that just existed, and Jaehyun clung to it as the only way to calm his mind so he wouldn't be completely consumed by anxiety. 

“Your thoughts are getting louder.”  

Yuta muttered softly, making Jaehyun turn his face to look at him.  

“What?”  

Those big rounded amber eyes watched him before responding.  

“Your uneasiness. You seem to let it consume you.”  

The omega just bit his lower lip. Fingers trembling slightly over the elven's chest.

“I... I just... huh. I’m just a little scared.” he admitted. “We’ll be leaving tomorrow, and I... I don’t know if I’m ready.”  

“That kind of change isn’t easy, indeed.”  

“Huh, was it hard for you?”  

“For me?”  

“Leaving Elior.”  

Yuta sighed. Fingers lightly caressing Jaehyun's face.

"A little.” He made an expression as if he was trying to remember. “Vollachia is very different from what I know. You humans have a lot of rules to follow. On how to behave, on how to say the words and those annoying titles. At least in highlands.”

"I know. I live here and I have difficulty following what needs to be done.”

The elven raised his eyebrow.

“That’s surprising.”

"Why?"

“You appear to be quite suited for this life. I’ve watched you before, you speak up when necessary. You have the refined manners to deal with any member of the court and manage to hide how you feel well enough. I’d say you’re an example to follow on this court.”

Jaehyun looked at the alpha in confusion. Blinking like he didn’t believe what he just heard.

“What?”

“I guess this compliment is something I didn’t expect.”

“It’s just the truth.” The elven smiled slightly. “Elior is different from what you have here. We can respect those stronger than us but we are never below and we will not treat people differently. Or rather… perhaps with Alberich only, but that’s a separate case.”

Jaehyun twirled a strand of Yuta's red hair around his finger. 

"I see." he shrugged. “If you allow me to say... You… you're quite good at acting like a noble. You did better than most nobles I met If I am to be completely honest.”

The elven stared at him like he was trying to see if it was a lie or not.

“Now that compliment is a surprise, Peach.”

Yuta's amused tone carried something softer than usual, and Jaehyun wasn’t sure if it was the somnolence or the dim light of the room that made that smile seem even warmer. Their eyes met again, and the silence between them stretched a little longer than necessary. Jaehyun felt his heart race. Yuta’s hand remained on his face. Those calloused fingers tracing a gentle path against his skin. Jaehyun held his breath. He didn’t know why he didn’t pull away. He should pull away. But instead, he stayed there. Those amber eyes, big and attentive, fixed on him. Those amber eyes that once could be one of the causes of his fear now felt like a gaze that warmed him lightly. He didn’t want to admit how comfortable he felt in Yuta’s arms and with his touch. The warmth of it spread across his skin, and he realized his face was leaning forward without him even realizing it.

The space between them narrowed.

His chest tightened.

And their lips met.

It was an instant, a light brush. There was barely any pressure. But enough for a shiver to run down his spine and for his mind to went blank. The entire world seemed to pause for a split second, until Yuta pulled away. His face burned, and he blinked quickly, as if trying to process what had just happened. His heart was still racing but Yuta simply slid his fingers over his face once more, as if nothing had changed. Jaehyun didn’t trust his own voice, so he stayed silent. He just leaned back against the elven’s chest, feeling the slow and steady breath and his warm skin.  

Then Yuta’s arms wrapped around him again.  

“I hope this helps ease your mind. Peach.”  

He said softly. Almost a whisper and Jaehyun just closed his eyes.  

He didn’t dwell on the moment. He didn’t think about what it meant. He just let the drowsiness flow through his body until he drifted off to sleep, feeling the alpha’s fingers gently brushing through his hair.

-

Their goodbyes felt odd. He met with the family members in the palace hall. None of his parents hugged him. None of them smiled at him. The only affection he received from his family came from his siblings. Jaemin didn’t care if Head Omega was present. He didn’t hold back the tears. He clung to Jaehyun without hesitation, fingers gripping the fabric of Jaehyun's clothes as if holding him could prevent his departure.

"I don't want you to go." He sobbed as he tried to hide his face against Jaehyun's shoulder. "I… I wish I could go with you."

Jaehyun felt his chest tighten. He ran his hand through the soft hair of the younger omega. Trying to comfort him somehow, but feeling that any gesture wasn't enough.

"I'm sorry, Nana." His voice cracked and he had to swallow hard to continue. "Next time, I’ll take you with me."

Jaemin broke the hug and looked at him with teary eyes and cheeks flushed.

"Do you promise?"

Jaehyun sniffled lightly. For a moment, he glanced at their parents. They remained distant, impassive, as if nothing was happening. Talking to other family members, completely ignoring the scene. He swallowed the bitterness in his throat and turned his attention back to Jaemin.

"I promise."

They hugged again and Jaehyun felt the weight of that promise on his shoulders. He wanted to fulfill it. He needed to fulfill it.

"Mom won’t leave me alone without you here."

He bit his lower lip. It was true. Without Jaehyun, the next omega in the family was Jaemin. Head Omega would certainly turn her attention to him and try to mold him more rigorously to become a presentable prince but Jaemin was different. He was innocent and kind. He couldn’t see the real cruelty of the world around him. Neither he would admit it once he gets aware of it. It made Jaehyun fear for his safety.

"I know." He caressed his brother's face and touched the necklace around his neck. He looked at the glow of that stone and decided to take it off. Quickly placing it around the young omega's neck. "I want you to keep this."

Jaemin looked at the shining stone.

"But Father gave it to you on your Name Day."

"Yes, he did. Which means it’s mine and I can give it to whoever I want." Jaehyun smiled at his brother and hugged him again. "Promise you won’t get into trouble?"

"I promise, Jae."

He stood up and saw Jaejoong approaching. He was teary-eyed too and gave him a long hug.

"Promise you’ll take care of yourself?"

"At this point, I’m going to leave with a lot of promises."

His voice cracked, and his older brother caressed his face.

"I know it’s been a while, but... Remember what you learned from Yunho. Don’t let any elven scare you."

He held his brother's hand and looked briefly at Yuta who wasn't far away.

"I won’t. Don’t worry, Joong."

Jaejoong smiled and made room for Sion to step forward. He remained a few steps behind his older siblings, his fists clenched by his sides. For a moment, Jaehyun thought he wouldn’t say anything at all. But then, as if gathering the courage at the last moment, the young alpha stepped forward and hugged him tightly. He didn’t say anything immediately, just held Jaehyun for a while. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

"Huh, I... I don’t know what to say." Sion muttered against Jaehyun’s shoulder. His voice was rougher than usual. "But I wish you didn’t have to go."

Jaehyun tightened his embrace around him. That gesture from the young alpha only highlighted the great abyss between them and their parents. Their children allowed themselves to feel. To show their feelings. Unlike their predecessors. He pulled away from the younger and gently stroked his black hair.

“Thank you.”

"I wish I were as brave as you."

Jaehyun blinked. He was surprised by those words. Sion quickly looked away. As if he already regretted saying them.

"You are." Jaehyun replied, giving his shoulder a light squeeze. "I made this promise to Nana, but I’ll make it to you too. If you want, next time I’ll take you with me."

Sion smiled shyly and raised his pinky finger to him.

"Deal."

Jaehyun smiled and intertwined their fingers.

"Deal."

"That 's enough." Head Omega approached them. Her gaze was as rigid as always. She moved closer to Jaehyun and placed her hand on his shoulders the moment the omega standed up. She was trying to adjust his attire. "I hope you know how to behave in Elior. The council representatives are still being decided and will be sent later.”

"My husband told me."

“I hope you obey them once they arrive, you-”

“I will answer to no alpha other than my husband.”

Head Omega bit her lower lip. She clearly didn't like his response but she didn't make a scene either. 

"Alright, then." She cleared her throat. "Have a safe trip."

He simply bowed to her and turned away. Yuta was no longer there. He clearly didn't want to interfere in Jaehyun's farewell to his siblings. Everyone else should be outside. The carriage was probably ready by now.

When he passed through the palace doors. He felt the fresh morning air against his skin. The sky was no longer as dark. Bluish tones began to spread across the horizon. Yuta was outside, standing near their carriage. He was talking to a young elven with black hair and black attire. His posture was relaxed and his expression slightly amused. Jaehyun took a deep breath and walked down slowly, allowing himself a moment to look at the scene.

"Thanks." Yuta gave the younger elven a light pat on the head. The gesture seemed to be natural between them. "You really want to stay, Jeno?"

The young alpha nodded.

"I'm sure Old Man Reiji will need help, though he’ll take his time admitting it. The formalities sometimes give him headaches."

"Well, I wouldn’t be so sure. If anything, you might have more free time than you think. He seemed quite excited to be part of the council."

"You think so? It took me a while to get him to teach me and now..."

Yuta giggled with the pout Jeno made.

"You should think of something else."

Jaehyun observed the scene without approaching immediately. Yuta seemed different. He seemed more relaxed. More at ease. There was a lightness in his tone and posture that he rarely showed in the presence of the nobility of Vollachia. It was strange, but at the same time... intriguing. Jeno noticed the prince's gaze and just bowed politely.

"I hope you like Elior, my prince."

"Uh, thanks."

Jaehyun responded quickly, and Yuta looked at him through his lashes.

"I was thinking about you, Peach.” Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn at those words. “Jeno here is a skilled fighter. He would certainly accept a serious task from the Prince of Vollachia."

"What?"

"Don’t say things like that, P-prince Yuta."

Jeno quickly looked away, visibly caught off guard but Yuta simply shrugged with a confident smile. As if he already had something in mind. Jaehyun felt there was an underlying meaning to their conversation, and his mind began to work quickly to catch it.

"I’m telling the truth. Jeno." Yuta winked at Jaehyun from the corner of his eye. "Maybe my husband is in need of a young elven around his brother's age that he can trust. Don’t you think it would be an important task?"

"Honestly? It would be better than any other task Old Man Reiji could give me. I've just been a messenger for him recently..."

Jaehyun looked at Yuta then looked at Jeno for a few more seconds. He didn’t know much about the young elven, but there was something in the way he spoke, in the way his pointed ears moved with excitement when he thought about the possibility Yuta had proposed. They were talking to each other as Jaehyun just watched them. Jeno seemed excited about it. He had a clear glow in his cobalt eyes that made him seem sincere. His energy reminded Jaehyun a bit of Jaemin’s. A youthful vitality and a genuine desire to prove himself. If Yuta trusted him, maybe Jaehyun could too.

"Are you really a skilled fighter?"

He asked, crossing his arms.

"Huh, I mean..." Jeno hesitated for a moment but soon straightened his posture. "I learned from Taeyong back in Elior, and I've had some lessons from Yuta and Old Man Reiji. I-if the prince wants... I wouldn’t mind taking on an extra task."

Jaehyun smiled lightly with a different kind of gleam in his eyes. He then looked at Yuta, who had a satisfied expression on his face. He surely already knew Jaehyun would make this request.

"Would you mind protecting someone for me?"

Jeno’s eyes widened slightly, and Jaehyun noticed how the elven’s ears twitched with excitement.

"Who?"

"I think you know him. His name is Jaemin."

Jeno paid attention to every detail Jaehyun gave him and he was clearly excited by the request. He left their presence with little jumps of joy. Jaehyun still felt his chest tighten but perhaps that was the right choice to make.

"I hope your brother isn’t a wolf in sheep’s clothing." Yuta muttered. "Jeno is strong and skilled but also naive."

"He isn’t. Nana is very kind and sensitive."

"Then Jeno will protect him with his life if necessary."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He hoped it wouldn’t be necessary. He turned to speak to Yuta and saw Youngho on the other side, near the other carriage. And next to him, Ten. The blonde seemed uncomfortable. His clothes were new, but still carried the simplicity of someone who didn’t belong to the luxury of the court. Their eyes met. It took a moment but with a hesitant movement, Ten lowered his head, offering a respectful bow. Youngho smiled beside him. He clearly managed to convince the blonde to go with them. The relief that coursed through Jaehyun was immediate. He hadn’t realized he was holding his breath until he felt the air escape his lungs.

"I hope you don’t die of homesickness, prince." Aeri passed by them with that confident smile on her face. She headed toward another carriage and quickly got in. "Don’t take too long to board, I’d like to get to Elior today. Father will surely want us at dinner."

"We’re on our way, Aeri. Don’t be impatient."

She just shrugged and her carriage drove off. Jaehyun felt his heart race with the sound of the horse’s hooves hitting the stone. Yuta extended his hand to Jaehyun, who watched him for a moment. He was still hesitant.

"Are you ready?"

With a sigh he looked at the alpha and nodded.

"I’ll be."

He then placed his hand over Yuta’s and allowed himself to be guided to their carriage. Unlike the ones Jaehyun was used to, this one was made of a light material, with elegant lines and a soft glow that resembled the moonlight. Its shape was something he had never seen in Vollachia before. It was wider inside too. The air also felt different when Jaehyun climbed into it. He sat down and waited for Yuta to sit beside him.  They looked at each other and Jaehyun didn't allow himself to let go of the elven's hand just yet. Yuta didn’t mind though.

Then, with the sound of the horses starting to walk. Vollachia was left behind.

-

The first sign that they had crossed the border was the change in the sky. The blue deepened, the air grew cooler, as if even the atmosphere itself were purer. The landscape,  previously filled with fields and dense forests of the great green barrier between Vollachia and Elior opened up to an almost ethereal scene. The trees carried lighter leaves, some glowing faintly under the silver light of the moon once it was fully on the sky. On the horizon, it was possible to see the buildings carved from white stone that rose in the capital. Unlike the dark and imposing constructions of Vollachia. Yuta said that Elior did not seek to inspire fear when he asked about the city. He said that everything coexisted in harmony with nature.

At some point during the trip, he had fallen asleep. It was a long trip that would take almost the entire day. He remembered talking a bit with the elven and watching Vollachia fade behind them through the window. His heart as he thought that he was really away from the place he grew up. It was really real. 

They were still in the carriage when he woke up. The road seemed comfortable at that point. There was little movement of the carriage as it passed over the stones of the first paths towards the capital. Not like when they had been passing through the center of Vollachia where the irregular stones of the paths made the carriage move uncomfortably.

He blinked a few times to shake off the drowsiness and then felt his face burn when he realized he was resting on Yuta’s lap. It was as if he had just placed his head there without thinking and fallen asleep. The omega tensed for a moment, feeling the subtle warmth of the alpha’s body under his skin. The alpha, however, didn’t seem to mind. He was awake, his eyes fixed on the window. Jaehyun moved slightly, lifting his face slowly. He hoped the movement would be enough to catch the elven’s attention but Yuta didn’t even blink.

"Are you okay?"

He bit his tongue right after. It wasn’t like him to let his curiosity get the better of him. Yuta turned his gaze from the window to him. His amber eyes had an odd glow. Like he was tense.

"I am. Are you?"

"Uh-huh."

He subtly sat back up.

"I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep."

"I don’t blame you." The alpha shrugged. "I dozed off too. It’s a long trip, after all. But we’re almost there."

Jaehyun realized that when the carriage entered a bridge surrounded by adorned white stones. A sign that they were entering the capital. The sound of the wheels gliding over the paved road was muffled by the whisper of the wind, carrying with it the earthy scent of damp vegetation and a faint scent of night flowers. Jaehyun’s breath faltered as he saw the wide stone paths, illuminated by glass lanterns that gleamed like tiny constellations over the capital. The city was spread out on different levels, connected by elegant bridges and stairways that blended into the hills. Trees bloomed along the streets, their branches stretching as if they were trying to reach the sky.

The streets were not filled with the heavy silence like the high sides of highlands. There were laughs, elvens talking with each other on the sides, soft music echoing from somewhere. They were walking through the streets without hurry. Without fear.

Without fear.

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Vollachia had always been a stage for vigilance. Guards were posted at every corner, even though commotions were rare in the highlands. Their eyes were sharp for anyone who seemed out of place. Nobles walked with pride, but every gesture, every word, had to be calculated. It was as though the very air of the capital always carried that heavy and tense atmosphere.

He had often thought that Elior was no different. After all, both sides had to deal with the constant war through the years. He expected to find a capital that had tried to defend itself and stabilize after such events. Not a place where the air seemed softer and the streets were alive. A kind of life he had only witnessed when living in the lower parts of the highlands, and even then, it didn’t compare to what he was seeing now.

“You’re tense.”

Jaehyun turned at the sound of Yuta’s voice. The elven was watching him. Eyebrows raised like he was expecting Jaehyun to say something bad about Elior.

“I’m not.”

He retorted too quickly and Yuta chuckled softly.

“Lying is not one of your talents, Peach.”

Jaehyun looked back at the city, fingers lightly pressing the hem of his clothes.

“I just…”

He hesitated. He wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to say. The city was beautiful. Inviting in a way he hadn’t expected. But that only made him uneasy. It shouldn’t have been a surprise. Every time he read stories about Elior, the descriptions were almost like a land that could only be in books. Fantasy. As if it was a place that couldn’t exist in the same world as Vollachia. Even during the war, the chronicles spoke of how the capital of the elves stood untouched, protected not only by its defenses but by the very way elves existed. Now, seeing the city with his own eyes, he couldn’t ignore the feeling that, in some way, Vollachia and Elior were different worlds.

The streets were alive, but in a way different from the nights in Vollachia. There was no golden glow from chandeliers of the court halls, nor the shadows cast by torches in the dark alleys. There was a natural glow in the way the glass lanterns filtered the silver light of the moon and in the subtle reflection of the white stones of the buildings. Houses. Stores. He had expected to find a place marked by the war. Just like Vollachia had its desolate lands in the suburbs and part of its population living in misery. Maybe it was something he wanted to believe was true so he wouldn’t have to face the fact that the current leaders allowed their people to suffer.

He observed the streets and the slightly curious glances when they passed. Everyone must know that Yuta was returning, and it was easy to see a spark in the eyes of the elves wherever they went. Jaehyun felt uneasy about it. He wasn’t sure he could handle being surrounded by so many of them.

"We’re almost there."

Yuta said calmly and Jaehyun turned to him for a moment before approaching the front window of the carriage.

The ‘palace’ of the Alberich didn’t look like a palace. There were no imposing towers, large decorated gates or flags waving in the wind. Instead, it was a collection of interconnected buildings, surrounded by trees and stone arches carved with delicate patterns. The white walls gleamed under the moonlight. Some covered in dark ivy that climbed up to the flat rooftops and open balconies. The place exuded a kind of majesty different from the castles of Vollachia. Power didn’t come from oppressive magnificence but from the sense of permanence, of something that was part of the land itself.

The carriage passed through a large courtyard, where lanterns hung from trees, casting soft shadows against the pale stone path. Jaehyun noticed figures waiting at the main entrance—tall and effortlessly imposing. 

He swallowed hard.

The natural movement of his fingers was to lightly grip the hem of his clothes, the fine fabric slipping through his trembling fingers. He was about to step out. To put his feet in a foreign land. To present himself before the elven who ruled it all. Yuta looked at Jaehyun with a calm expression on his face.

“You don’t need to be afraid.” The alpha’s voice was low. He sounded almost too soft. “I won’t leave you.”

Yes, Yuta was there. He looked back into those amber eyes and felt better. He was not his enemy. Yuta really didn’t seem to have any ill intentions toward Jaehyun. The elven for some reason now managed to bring confidence to the omega. He extended his hand toward him and Jaehyun understood that it was time to step out.

"Right." His voice came out a little firmer this time. "I'm ready."

Yuta smiled slightly and then opened the carriage door. The night air touched his skin as soon as his feet met the stone ground of the courtyard. He instinctively straightened his posture, keeping his head up even though his heart felt like it was about to explode in his chest. His eyes moved toward the silhouettes of the two figures waiting at the base of the main staircase. Two elves stood still, waiting for them. The tallest, with silver hair and elegant attire in shades of white and dark green, maintained a calm yet imposing air. His emerald eyes were sharp, carrying a subtle gleam of someone always alert to their surroundings. However, his posture was more relaxed. His lips held a trace of amusement, as if the simple presence of Yuta before him was already a source of some kind of satisfaction. With every step, his figure became clearer, and Jaehyun could clearly tell that it was Elior's leader.

The other elven who stood next to the leader had an equally firm posture, but there was something different about him. His eyes were evaluating. His neutral expression didn't carry the Alberich's open hospitality  but he didn't seem hostile either. His dark blue hair shimmered in the surrounding light, and his features were sharp as if he was not someone who would smile easily. Both alphas had a type of plumage on their clothes. The leader’s was more prominent around his left shoulder, while the other elven was just part of an ornament on his coat.

Jaehyun felt his breath falter for a moment as they got close enough. He remembered the first time he set foot in the Vollachia palace. Many eyes around him watched every movement as his mother commanded him to keep his head up. The elven with silver hair smiled and opened his arms to Yuta.

"Welcome back, my son."

The older alpha's voice was firm but carried a genuine softness, a warmth that Jaehyun hadn’t expected from a leader. His smile was wide, and the open arms indicated he expected more than just words from Yuta. Jaehyun saw the alpha beside him let out a nearly imperceptible sigh before finally taking a few steps forward. There was no hesitation in the way Yuta moved, but there was no urgency either. When he got close enough, the Alberich closed the distance, wrapping an arm around his son’s shoulders and pulling him gently against himself.

It was not a ceremonial gesture.

It wasn’t a cold act, done merely to show it to others.

It was simply a father welcoming his son back.

Jaehyun looked away. He didn’t know exactly why, but there was something about that scene that made him feel small. The older elven pulled back just enough to face Yuta, his sharp eyes carefully examining him.

"Don’t you think you’ve been away from home for too long?"

He asked, though there was a playful tone behind his words. Yuta just raised an eyebrow.

"I said in my letter that I was busy."

The leader let out a low laugh and shook his head.

"Busy, he says. Do you believe that, Ishihara?"

The other alpha, with dark blue hair just shrugged.

“Yuta is old enough to make his own decisions.”

"That’s not what I asked." The Alberich pouted. “Anyway, I’m happy to see you back even if I have to force you to.”

"I have my own questions about that. Father."

The leader smiled with a hint of amusement.

"We all have questions. But this is not the time to answer them." Then he turned to Jaehyun with a curious gaze over him but without the judgmental weight Jaehyun had expected. "And this is the prince promised to my son? Well, look at you. You really are a beautiful flower. Head Omega wasn’t lying."

Jaehyun swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his mother’s mention fall upon him. So it was really true. She had actually participated in the arrangements for that wedding to take place. She always knew. He quickly composed himself, bowing his head slightly.

"Thank you, my lord—"

"Hyde!"

The elven interrupted him.

"Oh, uh..."

Jaehyun hesitated.

"Just Hyde. Followed by no honorifics." the alpha said and Ishihara sighed beside him like he was used to it. "Or Alberich, as many like to call me, though I am far from being a worthy vessel for this mantle."

 He ran a hand over the feathers on his left shoulder.

"O-okay. Uh... Hyde…?"

The elven pointed at him with a wide smile.

"That's the spirit. You just need to practice it a bit more. I know letting go of those vollachian formalities won't be easy but you'll have plenty of time for that."

Jaehyun bit his lip at the last sentence.

"Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I don't judge the customs of a lifetime. You show respect to us and that’s what matters."

Beside Hyde, the other elven observed the scene without revealing much. His evaluating gaze lingered on Jaehyun longer than was comfortable but there was no hostility in it.

"I apologize for my Alberich’s lack of manners." He said with a reprimanding look at the older alpha. “He had little contact with the ways of Vollachia as you can see.”

"Oh, it’s okay. I don’t mind." 

Jaehyun responded quickly, embarrassed. A brief silence fell. But then, the omega felt someone approaching him and turned slightly. His eyes met Aeri, who approached with a half smile on her face.

"I see you’ve already met." She said in a casual tone. "Shall we go inside? It’s been a long trip, I’m exhausted and I’m hungry too."

"I agree." 

Yuta said calmly, and Hyde let out a laugh.

"Oh my heavens. You two are agreeing? Look at this, Ishihara! They should go to Vollachia more often.”

The siblings rolled their eyes in unison, and Ishihara simply crossed his arms.

"Impossible, you’re too dependent on them."

"Hey! I’m not."

Aeri just laughed and walked past them toward the gate.

"Keep telling yourself that, father." She shrugged. "Shall we go?"

"Alright, alright."

"I will send an order to take your luggage to settle into your room with Yuta, my prince."

Ishihara turned to Jaehyun and gave a slight bow before walking away, heading toward the elves who were taking care of the luggage on the carriages. Yuta’s eyes followed him for a moment longer than necessary before turning back to Jaehyun. He then extended his hand, waiting for him.

"We should go with them."

Jaehyun looked at the extended hand. For a brief second, he hesitated.

"Uh, okay."

Hyde smiled as he saw the omega place his hand over Yuta’s, giving a small smile, but Jaehyun couldn’t tell if it was one of satisfaction. The Alberich’s manners were still confusing to him.

-

Dinner shouldn’t be anything but pleasant. The food was surprisingly good. The seasonings were different from what he was used to in Vollachia, but nothing was strange to the taste. There were tender meats cooked with herbs he couldn't name and side dishes that seemed like reinvented versions of dishes he had tried before. According to Hyde, the chef had studied Vollachian cuisine to make something that would please Jaehyun, but in the end, he did it his own way, which made the dishes something completely new. 

“So? Is it good?”

Hyde raised an eyebrow, waiting for a response about the food. Jaehyun swallowed before replying, maintaining his composure.

“It’s…interesting.”

The leader chuckled in amusement.

“Hm, interesting? Does that mean you like it or that you don’t want to be rude?”

Jaehyun looked at Yuta beside him who just nodded as if indicating for him to tell the truth.

"Both."

The table was filled with soft laughter from the leader. Aeri shook her head, rolling her eyes but still with an amused smile on her face, and even Ishihara, who was someone more serious, smiled slightly.

“Well, this is already better than I expected.” Hyde declared, bringing his own glass to his lips. “Thank you for your honesty, I will pass your comment on to him.”

“Oh, but... it’s not a very good comment. He might get upset.”

“He won’t. You were honest. That’s what matters.”

“That’s true, Peach.” Yuta smiled slightly at him. “As long as you’re honest, no comment will have a negative answer.”

Jaehyun bit his lip, feeling a little tense. Everything was new to him, but he realized the leader was trying to lighten the atmosphere. It was a subtle gesture but not forced. The Alberich seemed to know Jaehyun felt out of place and instead of ignoring it, he did his best to make him not feel so tied up into formalities. Jaehyun couldn’t tell if that made him feel more comfortable or just more aware that he was still a stranger in that place. He lowered his eyes to his plate for a moment, lightly pushing the food with the cutlery before taking another bite into his mouth.

“What do you think of the capital so far?”

The question came from Hyde again. Casual but carrying genuine curiosity. Jaehyun hesitated for a moment, his fingers tightening slightly around the handle of his fork.

“It’s very different.” He answered carefully. “Uh... I haven’t had the chance to see it other than what was possible from the carriage window.”

“Different is a safe word.” Hyde commented with a smile on his face. “Is it very different from Vollachia? I’ve never been able to visit. I have bigger duties here in Elior. Ishihara here was the one who dealt the most with the esteemed leaders.”

Ishihara let out a discreet sigh upon hearing his name. He raised his eyes from his glass, glaring at the leader before turning to Jaehyun.

“Indeed, I’ve been to Vollachia several times on behalf of Elior.” His voice was controlled, without any obvious emotion. “But I can’t say if my experience reflects the reality of those who live there. My position has always ensured an… appropriate reception.”

Jaehyun understood exactly what he meant. Foreign visitors, especially figures of power, never saw the true Vollachia. They would never be shown the situation in the suburbs. They were guided through adorned corridors, welcomed in immaculate halls, and fed with luxurious banquets.

“I see that.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip. “The… Esteemed leaders surely offered the best to someone who is so close to the Alberich.”

“I see the prince is quite aware of the situation.” Aeri said with her tone full of disdain. “I thought the rest of the capital wouldn’t matter to you.”

“Aeri.”

Yuta called the elven’s attention and she just shrugged.

“Uh-huh.” Hyde cleared his throat, drawing attention to himself. “I apologize for my daughter’s lack of manners, she tends to cross the line. Clearly, she doesn’t remember the education her bearer gave her.”

Aeri just rolled her eyes but didn’t insist, turning her attention back to the food on her plate. Jaehyun maintained a straight posture. He didn’t let himself be shaken. This was a game he knew all too well.

“No need.” He shook his head. “I was raised to entertain other nobles and stay only within the highlands and the castle grounds. Even if I managed to leave eventually, a few hours wouldn’t be enough to see the entire capital. I... I’m just an omega, I shouldn’t know more than that anyway.”

Aeri raised an eyebrow, intrigued, but didn’t respond. Hyde watched Jaehyun with an understanding gaze.

“I see that these differences between alphas and omegas are really something in Vollachia.”

Hyde spoke thoughtfully, but Jaehyun felt something sharp behind that observation. It wasn’t a judgment, but rather a statement made aloud, almost as if Hyde wanted Jaehyun to reflect on it. The omega swallowed, briefly diverting his gaze to the glass in his hands.

“It’s just how things are.”

He said in a low tone.

“It's how things are imposed.”

Yuta corrected him. Jaehyun looked at him and their eyes met for a moment. There was something different in the alpha’s expression. Something Jaehyun couldn’t fully decipher. Hyde raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two before taking another sip of his drink.

“Well, I hope that with time you realize that things don’t work like that here in Elior.” He smiled lightly. “Maybe you’ll even discover more about yourself and that certain rules only exist because someone needs them to exist.”

Jaehyun didn’t respond, but the words lingered in his mind.

“Regardless.” Ishihara continued. “We hope your stay in Elior will be worthwhile.”

“Oh, I’m sure it will be!” The Alberich said enthusiastically. “We’ll organize a welcome festival for you in due time. First, we must go through the Concealed Truths trial . ”

Jaehyun noticed Yuta becoming more tense beside him.

“I imagine you’ve already made the preparations.”

Ishihara and Hyde nodded at the same time. It seemed like something important.

“Of course. The elders are eager to see you again, Yuta.”

Hyde smiled widely.

“Well, grandfather was lucky to have stayed in Vollachia.” Aeri said with a light laugh. “Fortunately, I don’t need to go through that process again.”

“But you will have to be there.” Ishihara pointed out and Aeri just sighed. “Just as we expect the prin-”

“There’s no need.” Yuta quickly interrupted, receiving a serious look from the other alpha. “My husband is not a member of Elior, there’s no need for him to participate in such a trial.”

Yuta’s voice was low, but it carried a resolve that made Jaehyun blink. He hadn’t even noticed when the alpha had gotten up and extended his hand to him. Long fingers, open in expectation. For a moment, Jaehyun hesitated but decided to trust his husband’s gaze.

“Leaving already, Yuta?” Hyde tilted his head slightly, his sharp eyes as if trying to decipher his son. “We haven’t served dessert yet.”

Yuta looked at the omega.

“Do you want some?”

“Uh, I'm already satisfied, I guess.”

“As you can see, there’s no need.” He cleared his throat. “We’re tired from the trip, so I’d like to take a bath and rest. My husband agrees with me, right?”

Jaehyun looked at him, confused. Yuta’s sudden action was strange, as if he didn’t want to continue the conversation.

“Uh-huh.”

“Indeed, it’s a long journey. We should let them go.” Ishihara said, shrugging. “Your luggage has already been perfectly arranged and moved to a more suitable room for a couple.”

“Thank you, Ishihara.”

Yuta said calmly.

“We’ll be waiting for you tomorrow morning, Yuta. Soft be the night, safe be your dreams .”

The Alberich said in a tone of warning and finished with a chant, like a prayer Jaehyun noticed elves like to do. Yuta simply nodded.

“I’ll be there.”

The alpha guided him down the hallway, his hand still intertwined with Jaehyun’s. The prince briefly glanced at the long fingers holding his, the familiar warmth against his skin, and felt a subtle discomfort. Not because the touch was bad. On the contrary, it felt nice. It was strange seeing him act this way. The silence between them remained until they reached the room. As soon as Jaehyun entered the room, he noticed the subtle warmth that filled the space. It wasn’t cold or heavy, but a comfortable temperature that seemed to mold to the body, dissipating any trace of the cold from the journey. The air carried a pleasant scent, similar to Yuta’s scent of cherry blossoms. The light was coming from small lanterns scattered around the room, each holding an amber crystal that emitted a warm glow, similar to the gentle firelight of a hearth. He noticed that Elior barely used actual fire, it seemed to be those glowing stones. Jaehyun noticed Yuta’s breath falter beside him. 

“I’m sorry for acting like that.”

Jaehyun turned to him, confused.

“What?”

Yuta rubbed the back of his neck, looking away for a moment before meeting his gaze again.

“For acting that way at dinner. I don’t want you to feel like Elior is being forced on you. You just arrived and still need to adjust. I don’t think it’s necessary for you to know all our customs just yet.”

Jaehyun blinked. He hadn’t expected that explanation, but now that he was hearing it, it made sense. He thought Yuta was being overly protective, and perhaps he was. Jaehyun felt his cheeks flush. The elven wanted him to feel comfortable.

“It’s alright.”

“I wanted to take you to see the capital soon, but maybe that will take a little longer.” Yuta nodded slightly and then crossed his arms. “There’s a lot of places I think you would enjoy.”

The omega felt a subtle relief knowing that Yuta was thinking about him this way.

“Ten must have been taken to Youngho’s village.”

Jaehyun blinked at hearing the name of the blonde. Ten hadn’t been with them when they arrived. Only his and Aeri’s carriages had stopped at the palace.

“Village?”

“Elior is a collection of villages intertwined and each one has a specific purpose.” Yuta smiled lightly. “I want you to see that he’s okay.”

Jaehyun hesitated. He didn’t know if he should. He wasn’t sure if Ten still wanted to see him.

“Thank you, but… I don’t know if he wants to see me anymore.”

“He decided to come. I don’t think he hates you like you might think, Peach.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He still had doubts about that. “Regardless, It’s your choice, we’re going to that village anyway. I want to introduce you to someone.”

Jaehyun stared at the alpha for a moment, trying to decipher why he was acting this way. He seemed more… soft.

“Okay.”

Yuta watched him for a few more seconds before raising his hand, his fingers gently brushing his cheek. The touch was brief, a slide of warm skin against his, but Jaehyun felt his heart skip a beat. Their eyes met. Jaehyun had no intention of pulling away. He was expecting that to happen again.

The slight touch of their lips.

But then, as quickly as it came, the touch was gone.

“I’m going to take a bath.”

Yuta said, turning his back to him and starting to remove his clothes. Jaehyun stood still for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed. The fabric of the sheets under his fingers was different, softer than the ones from Vollachia. He ran his hand over the cloth, distracted, and sighed. This should feel like any other night. Warmer, perhaps. But there was tension in the air. He could feel it in the elven. Yuta wasn’t telling everything to him. He should feel uncomfortable. He was in a foreign land. Far from his siblings and everyone he knew. Not knowing when he would return, but none of those fleeting thoughts were the reason for his discomfort. If anything, Yuta had somehow eased the tension the omega had been feeling. His presence was warm and comforting, and Jaehyun began to think that he didn’t know what he would do without Yuta.

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The morning sun weighed down on his skin. Each step on the white stone road seemed more exhausting than the last. Jaehyun could feel his legs burning both from the effort he made to walk and from the hot steam rising from the ground. The air in Elior was different, drier and more open. His attire certainly didn't help. The layers of heavy fabric clung to his body as sweat trickled down the long collar of his clothes. He adjusted his posture, trying not to show his discomfort but each step only reinforced the suffocating sensation.

Yuta walked beside him as if the sun's breath didn’t affect him at all. Of course it wouldn’t. The elven was dressed differently that morning. Far from the formal heavy attire of the Vollachian court. He wore a much lighter, fluid outfit clearly designed to move with him. The white and dark green fabric with golden details highlighted the slightly tanned tone of his skin, now more noticeable under Elior's open sky. His sword was perfectly sheathed at his waist as usual. His arms were exposed, revealing the mark that circled his left bicep, intricate like the roots of a tree. He wore lightly decorated armguards and Jaehyun couldn’t help but notice the subtle side slits in the thigh of his pants as well as the fact that the elven was practically barefoot. The alpha was wearing only bandages that covered part of his ankles and the tops of his feet.

“Stay close to me, Peach.”

He said in a calm tone as they walked across the path to the village.

“W-why are we walking again?”

He asked and the elven raised an eyebrow at him with a smirk on his face.

“Are you tired?”  

“I…” He felt embarrassed. “My clothes weren’t made for this.”  

“I told you not to put that on before we left.” The alpha crossed his arms. “I could have asked someone to get you a more appropriate attire.” 

“Like yours?”  

He pointed at the elven who just looked at himself as if he didn’t see anything wrong.

“We’re in Elior. There’s no need for clothes as heavy as those from the Vollachian court.”  

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He was right. Vollachia was nothing like Elior.  

“I…”  

Yuta turned to him.  

“Come on, we’re almost there. We can sort this out later.”

Jaehyun just sighed and adjusted his posture. He walked with quicker steps to get closer to the alpha. The white stone path widened as they approached the village, revealing a landscape unlike anything Jaehyun had ever seen before. In highlands, the alleyways were always oppressive and dark. There was the constant sound of wooden carriages passing by. Boutiques and squares were bustling but everything felt superficial as if no one wanted to express much joy in leisure. The village was different. It was open. The houses, made of carved wood and polished white stones, were arranged organically. Without the rigidity of streets and blocks he was used to. Some had vegetation growing on their rooftops, others had small bells that chimed when the wind hit them. The air was clean and the environment was filled with the sound of nature around them and elven children running and playing with colorful ribbons that fluttered in the air.

Jaehyun tugged at the jabot of his outfit, feeling the sweat still clinging to his skin. He looked at the village ahead of him and felt something uncomfortably new. He felt like an intruder in a place where everything flowed without any barrier. It's exactly how he thought he would feel. The further they entered the village, the more tense Jaehyun became. Elves briefly stopped what they were doing to observe him, some with mere curiosity, others with more cautious expressions. But there was no hostility. There was no silent loathe that he had expected to find. They were trying to understand him. Some even waved at Yuta who waved back at them. Instinctively, Jaehyun moved closer to the alpha. He noticed but didn’t say anything. He just kept walking ahead, leading him through the village.

"Where are we going?"  

Jaehyun asked with his voice coming out  lower than he intended.

"I told you I was going to introduce you to someone."  

Before Jaehyun could ask who, a child’s voice echoed through the air.  

"YUTAAAAAA!"

In an instant, a small, agile body leaped onto Yuta, thin arms wrapping around the alpha’s neck with firm grip. Jaehyun froze, blinking in confusion. His first instinct was to expect a harsh reaction from the elven beside him but to his surprise, Yuta’s eyes widened for a brief moment before he broke into a smile. Not a restrained smile. A real smile. Wide, spontaneous, full of teeth. His eyes closed like half moons and his face lit up with genuine happiness. Jaehyun felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t even known Yuta could smile like that.  

"Hi, Donghyuck."  

The elven’s voice was lighter than Jaehyun had ever heard it before and he noticed that Yuta didn’t hesitate for a second before firmly holding the tiny omega, supporting his weight with ease. The little elven giggled, his feet swinging in the air before he settled more comfortably on the alpha’s back.  

"Yutaaa, I was starting to think you weren’t coming back!" Donghyuck complained with a pout. "Appa was already ready to take over as Elior's best warrior!"

Yuta chuckled. A low and amused sound.  

"Uh? Taeyong always said he didn’t care about that."  

"He didn’t say it, I said it!"  

"So you only want your appa as the best? I thought you liked me."  

"I do!"

Jaehyun watched the interaction. Feeling out of place again, like this is something he shouldn’t be seeing. It was strange to see someone this close to Yuta. For some reason, he always thought the alpha barely interacted with others like this. It was even stranger seeing him return the gesture with such good humor. Then, Donghyuck’s citrine-colored eyes turned to him, sparkling with curiosity.

"Are you the prince?" He asked, tilting his head. "Really a prince?"

Jaehyun blinked, caught off guard.

"Yes, Donghyuck, this is Jaehyun, my husband."

Donghyuck slid off Yuta's back, landing softly on the ground. He ran towards Jaehyun and stopped for a moment when he got close, making a thoughtful expression before bowing slightly. Jaehyun glanced at Yuta, who simply gave him a small smile.

"This is my first time seeing a prince." Donghyuck smiled proudly.  "Appa told me I should do it like this."

"Oh." Jaehyun also bowed. "It’s… a pleasure to meet you, Donghyuck."

Donghyuck bounced lightly as if he were very happy to receive a bow from Jaehyun and then quickly took the omega's hand without hesitation. His excitement was evident.

"Did you come to see Appa?"

"Yes." Yuta ran his hand through Donghyuck's light brown hair. "Is he home?"  

"Yes! I can take you there!" Donghyuck then looked at Jaehyun. "Do you want to see my house, Prince?"  

Jaehyun looked at Yuta, a little uncertain, but the elven just shrugged with a half smile.

"That's where we were headed anyway."  

Jaehyun then looked at Donghyuck. 

"It would be a pleasure then."  

Donghyuck squeezed his hand, pulling him slightly. 

"C’mon!"  

He said happily as he led Jaehyun towards his house. The omega occasionally glanced at Yuta, who now followed behind them. The elven  just smiled and nodded slightly, as if to say that it was better not to stop Donghyuck. It didn’t take long for the house to appear before them. It was nestled in the landscape as though it had sprouted from the very ground. The arched roof was lightly covered with a carpet of vegetation that blended with the surrounding environment. The rounded windows adorned with wooden carvings and small wind chimes that tinkled softly with the breeze. At the front door were three small carved wooden totems hanging like bells attached to a dream catcher.

The little elven opened the door with no effort. Jaehyun was surprised that it wasn’t even locked. Its interior was bright without the weight of the opulent structures he was used to. The sweet and subtle aroma of herbs lingered in the air, mixed with the faint scent of roses. Creating a sense of comfort that he hadn’t felt even when he was in that simple house on the lower sides of highlands. Donghyuck then pulled him further inside, passing through the house to the backyard. 

Under the shade of a tree with slightly bluish leaves, an elven with golden hair and citrine-colored eyes was sitting comfortably in front of a wooden table. He held a cup of tea between his fingers as the sunlight hit his skin.

“Appa!”

Donghyuck quickly let go of Jaehyun's hand and ran towards the omega. The prince stood at the edge of the door until he felt a shiver run through his body when he felt Yuta's hand on his waist.

“Is everything okay?”

Yuta asked softly, his amber eyes scanning Jaehyun's face as if searching for any hesitation.  Jaehyun quickly looked away but on the other side Donghyuck was hugging the other elven. The scene before him seemed too intimate for him to be there.

“Oh, I see the guests are really here.”

The elven stood up and Jaehyun's eyes widened slightly when he noticed the omega's attire. He was wearing only a black top embroidered with golden patterns that resembled flowers or branches, leaving his belly and arms completely exposed. There was a golden bracelet on his left arm and it was also possible to see a light scar on the right side of his abdomen. He also wore armbands like Yuta and his pants molded his silhouette without restricting his movements due to the slits on the sides. Jaehyun realized that this seemed to be a common feature in the attire of elves, as Donghyuck also wore something similar. Just like the bands that covered part of their ankles and the tops of their feet. Elves seemed to enjoy feeling their feet touch the ground. Jaehyun could only swallow hard. His mind could not assimilate that outfit properly. It was the first time he’d seen an omega this exposed. That would be far more scandalous in Vollachia than any outfit Aeri had ever worn.

His citrine-colored eyes gleamed with amusement as he noticed the prince’s reaction. 

“So, you’re really back, Yuta.”

Yuta walked past Jaehyun and approached the omega. They exchanged a friendly fist bump and then the elven's eyes turned to Jaehyun. Yuta gestured for him to come closer.

“I don’t bite.” The blonde smiled and then bowed as Jaehyun stepped forward. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness. My name is Taeyong.”

“There’s no need for such formalities, Tae.” Yuta shrugged. “Besides, you’re terrible at it. He’ll think you’re mocking his customs. Donghyuck is the only one with manners in this house.” 

He ran a hand through Donghyuck’s hair, who just smiled.

“It’s fine.” Jaehyun pouted. “I’m... uh, Jaehyun. Nice to meet you.”

Yuta seemed surprised by his attitude.

“Let me take a look at you.”

Taeyong pushed Yuta but the alpha didn’t move. Taeyong walked around both of them. Eyes glancing at him from head to toe.

“Very handsome, indeed.” The omega smiled. “I’ve had little contact with Vollachian common attire, they don’t catch my attention at all, but I’m curious. You cover yourself up a lot, aren’t you hot?”

“Uh…”

A little.

“Appa, he’s a prince!”

Donghyuck interrupted and Taeyong just smiled at his son.

“Yes, baby, I know. But even princes feel hot, right? We are far from winter at the moment.” The citrine glow in his eyes carried an almost uncomfortable curiosity but he didn’t dwell on that subject. He turned to Yuta again. “Anyway, what do I owe this visit to? I thought you only needed Youngho.”

"Well, since Youngho isn't available at the moment, I had to come here first." Yuta crossed his arms. "Besides, I heard a certain comment that you were preparing to take my place."

Taeyong looked at Donghyuck, who just covered his mouth with both hands.

"Don't be presumptuous, Yuta, I can kick your ass anytime I want."

"You certainly love to use that argument, Tae. Although that has never happened."

The two stared at each other for a moment and Donghyuck moved behind Jaehyun as if seeking shelter. Jaehyun was confused by the whole scene. After all, Taeyong was an omega. How could he be so confident that he could beat an alpha?

"Anyway." Yuta broke the moment with a cough. "Now that I've introduced you two, I'd like to talk to you about something."

Taeyong observed the alpha for a moment.

"Donghyuck, why don't you show your collection to the prince?"

Donghyuck's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Jaehyun excitedly.  

"Do you want to see it, prince? Pleaaaaaaaaaaaase!"

Jaehyun looked at Yuta and Taeyong. The alpha just nodded with a slight smile. Donghyuck pulled Jaehyun by the hand, guiding him back inside the house with lively steps. The little elven muttered to himself as he walked. He was clearly trying to decide what exactly he wanted to show first. Jaehyun followed him, casting one last glance at the backyard door where Yuta and Taeyong were talking in low tones. Taeyong, who had seemed so relaxed before, now wore a serious expression. It was the second time Yuta had kept him out of a conversation. He might have been sincere when he said he didn’t want to force Elior on him but Jaehyun couldn’t help but feel left out.

"Look, Prince!" Donghyuck announced excitedly as he opened a small wooden box in a cozy corner of the room. "This is my collection. Only people I like can see it."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow, surprised by the seriousness in the child’s voice.  

"Oh? Then I’m honored."

Donghyuck smiled satisfied. He ran his hands through the box until he found something from among the various objects. Finally, he picked up a small wooden totem and placed it in Jaehyun’s hand. The piece was finely crafted, depicting the round, cute face of a bear with delicately carved details. Jaehyun studied the figure with curiosity before looking at Donghyuck, who seemed very pleased with his choice.

"Did you make this?"

The little elven shook his head.  

"Not really. My dad made it!"

"Oh? I see. Is he a sculptor?"  

"Not really." Donghyuck giggled as he rummaged through the box again. "My dad and my appa are warriors! They're so strong, the pride of our village! I bet they could hold our house with one hand!"  

Jaehyun let out a low chuckle. 

"That... sounds scary."  

"It’s not!" Donghyuck puffed out his chest, clearly proud. He then picked up another totem and handed it to Jaehyun. This one was in the shape of a cat, or something similar. Its ears were longer than usual, perhaps a representation of a feline native to Elior.  

"Have you ever been carried with one hand?"  

Donghyuck asked suddenly, looking at him with bright eyes. Jaehyun blinked, not quite understanding the little omega’s question.  

"Huh?"  

"My dad always does that with me!" Donghyuck raised his little hand in the air as a demonstration. "With one hand! He lifts me really high! He's so strong, you know?"  

He blinked, trying to pull up a similar memory but nothing came to mind. It wasn’t something that had been part of his reality. In his childhood, no one had lifted him in the air, laughing, or made him feel small in a safe way. The touch had always come as a posture adjustment, a reminder that he needed to behave.

"I..." His voice faltered for a moment. "No. I’ve never been."

Donghyuck's eyes widened.

"Never?! But... How is that possible? No one has ever lifted you?"  

Jaehyun hesitated.  

"I've always had to behave in a certain way. So... I guess not."  

"But that’s not fair! Everyone needs to be lifted sometimes."  

Donghyuck pouted as if sharing an absolute truth. Jaehyun didn’t know what to say. Something in the simplicity of that statement made him feel a weight in his chest. Before he could reflect more on it, Donghyuck pulled his hand again, distracted by another piece in the box.  

"Ah! This one’s really good too! You’ll like it!"  

Jaehyun let out a soft sigh and smiled a little, allowing himself to follow the excitement of the little elven. But even while looking at the small totems in the box, his mind was still echoing Donghyuck's words.  

That’s not fair.

He didn’t allow himself to be distracted for too long, though. There was also something in Yuta’s attitude that bothered him. Donghyuck handed him another piece, which looked like that strange feline again.  

"What is this?"  

"Oh, it's a caracal, have you seen one? They live near the mountains. Appa said it looks like dad and I agree." He laughed lightly. "He gave me this before he went to Vol—"  

The little omega paused for a moment, trying to remember the word.  

"Vollachia?"  

"Yes! He went with Yuta."

"I see." Jaehyun rolled the small totem between his fingers, feeling the carvings in the wood. His gaze drifted again to the backyard, where Yuta and Taeyong were still talking. The discomfort in his chest didn’t go away.  

"Have you shown this to Yuta?"  

"No! Do you think he would like it?"  

Jaehyun took a moment to respond but when he looked at Donghyuck and saw his excited expression, he felt lighter.  

"I’m sure he will."  

Donghyuck held the small totem firmly, as if he had just remembered something very important. 

"Yutaaa! Look what I have!"  

He turned and sprinted down the hallway toward the backyard. Jaehyun blinked before following him, his gaze briefly falling on the open door leading to the garden. The weight of the conversation that Yuta and Taeyong were having seemed to hang in the air but as soon as the little elven approached them. It seemed to dissipate. Taeyong raised an eyebrow when he saw his son doing tiny jumps and shot a playful look at Jaehyun before crossing his arms.  

"You managed to keep Donghyuck distracted longer than anyone else has ever managed." He chuckled lightly. "Impressive, for a human."  

Donghyuck stopped right in front of Yuta and extended the totem to him, his face glowing with pride.  

"Have you seen the totems my dad carved?"  

Yuta tilted his head, carefully taking the small wooden object. His fingers slid over the carvings and he let out a low chuckle.

“Your dad, huh?” Yuta ran his hand through Donghyuck’s light brown hair, messing it up slightly before smiling warmly. “I’ve actually seen him carving some of these.”

“Really? He hasn’t come home yet, he’s very busy.”

“I know, but he should be back soon.”

Jaehyun watched the interaction, his eyes fixed on how natural Yuta seemed there. The smile on his face. It wasn’t like the smiles he gave in the Vollachian court. There, he seemed... different. Yuta then lifted his gaze, meeting Jaehyun's eyes. The smile didn’t fade immediately but softened a little.  

"We should talk." Jaehyun felt the tension spread through his body before he even realized it. Taeyong noticed the exchange of glances between the two and just shrugged.  

“Hyuck, baby, did you put your box away or leave it all over the room?”  

The little elven opened his mouth to speak but stopped for a moment before running inside. Taeyong just nodded fondly and followed him, leaving the two alone in the backyard. The silence was brief before Jaehyun spoke. His voice was a little more hesitant than he would have liked.  

“Is something wrong?”  

Yuta didn’t answer immediately. He stepped closer, his hand touching Jaehyun’s face with a tenderness that made the omega hold his breath. He didn’t pull away. He liked that touch after all. The alpha’s thumb gently slid across his cheek but he had a serious look on his face.

"I suppose I need to settle something with my father." His voice came out low, almost reluctant. He bit his lower lip slowly before continuing. "Could you wait for me?"  

“What?” Jaehyun frowned. “Will it take long?”

"Perhaps." Yuta answered honestly. "But I’ll come back."  

"But..."  

Before Jaehyun could argue, Yuta placed his lips over his. It wasn’t a deep kiss. It wasn’t something full of desire. It was warm, yes, but at the same time... bitter. Like a goodbye. Jaehyun felt something tighten inside of him, but he couldn’t name what it was.  

“I’ll be back soon.” Yuta repeated against his lips, his voice sounding almost a whisper. "I just want you to be safe while I’m gone. Can you do that?"  

Jaehyun didn’t want to say yes. He wanted to ask what was going on. He wanted to understand why Yuta seemed to be hiding something from him. But deep down, he knew he couldn’t control the alpha. So, he swallowed hard, looking away before giving a slight nod.  

Yuta didn’t smile this time. He just ran his fingers across Jaehyun’s face once more, as if trying to memorize his expression before pulling away. Jaehyun stood there, frozen in the same spot, as the wind gently passed through the leaves of the tree. The warmth of Yuta was still on his skin, but it quickly faded. Just like the scent of cherry blossoms.

-

Jaehyun was feeling uneasy. He could feel the sweat on his fingertips. His feet couldn't stay still. He felt betrayed. He didn't know anyone. He was a stranger in that land and the only person he knew had left him behind. Loneliness settled in his chest, thick and uncomfortable. He didn't know what to do from that point on.

"Your mind is very noisy."  

Taeyong's voice suddenly cut through his thoughts. He blinked, returning to reality. It wasn't the first time he had heard that. His gaze fell on the elven in front of him. Citrine eyes analyzing him carefully. It was still shocking to see him up close. His golden hair was tied in a short ponytail and his exposed skin seemed a stark contrast to everything Jaehyun knew. Only then did he notice the scar on the side of the omega’s eye. Small, but clear. Like a rose etched into his skin.

"I'm sorry." He muttered. His voice came out lower than he intended. "Do you... huh, do you elves have some kind of mind-reading ability?" 

Taeyong raised an eyebrow. 

"I hope you're joking." He placed a box on the table, but when he saw Jaehyun's expression, he realized he wasn't. "No, we don't. But it's easy to tell when someone is thinking too much. We can feel... No, we can see these weird vibrations around you." 

"Oh."

“Didn’t Yuta tell you that?”

"Not really..." He looked away. "Huh, he… He doesn’t tell me much."  

His voice sounded more hurt than it should have. Maybe he was really hurt. Taeyong pulled up a chair and sat down in front of him, resting an elbow on the table.  

"I see you like him." His tone was casual but there was a playful glint in his eyes. "Interesting. Never thought Yuta would be a decent lover."  

"I don't-"  

Jaehyun interrupted himself, biting his lower lip. He didn't know how to respond to that. Did he like Yuta? He knew he didn’t hate him at least but lately he had been feeling his heartbeat way too fast when looking at the elven. He had never felt anything like that before. He had never kissed anyone before Yuta. His only experience with intimacy outside of books was the distant memory of Yunho and Jaejoong, hidden in a corner, sharing a silent kiss. Something he hadn't fully understood at the time. Taeyong sighed, leaning back in his chair.  

"I don't know when he'll come back." The elven shrugged. "But staying here just thinking about how you feel about it won’t help nor will bring Yuta back any faster.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Taeyong was right.

“I know.”

“Good that you understand that. Now, you can sit here and drown in your thoughts or you can do something useful while you wait."  

Jaehyun frowned.  

"Something useful?"  

The elven opened the box he had placed on the table. Inside, there was a variety of fruits and vegetables, some familiar, others Jaehyun had never seen before. Taeyong picked up an orange-skinned fruit, spinning it between his fingers before tossing it in the air and catching it again.

"Have you ever washed vegetables before?"  

Jaehyun blinked.  

"I... no?"  

Taeyong smiled, as if he had already expected this answer.  

"Then it's a great time to learn." He gestured with his chin to a large stone basin filled with fresh water in the corner of the yard. "Help me with this."  

Jaehyun hesitated. He had never done anything like this before. In Vollachia, there were servants for that sort of thing. Even back when he lived in the lower part of Highlands, tasks like this were never something he had to do.  

"I..."  

He started but Taeyong rolled his eyes before he could continue.  

"Donghyuck!"  

The call echoed through the house, and in a few seconds, the small elven appeared at the door. Eyes shining with curiosity.  

"What is it, Appa?"  

"Can you help the prince wash these vegetables?"  

"But he’s a prince! He shouldn’t do these things!"  

"Well, the prince has to eat, doesn’t he?" Taeyong shot a teasing look in Jaehyun’s direction. "We’re making lunch for more people today."  

“Oh, the prince is going to eat with us?”

“Not if he doesn’t help.” Taeyong smirked at him and Donghyuck quickly approached them with a pout towards his app. "Yuta left us responsible for the prince. He has nowhere to go."  

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He felt his stomach turn. So that was what they had talked about. When Yuta said that he should wait, it had to be there, with them. Taeyong was going to keep Jaehyun like a prisoner. 

Donghyuck didn't seem to understand that, he simply walked up to the prince and tugged on his wrist, dragging him toward the water basin. Jaehyun gave Taeyong an uncertain look but he just shrugged with an amused smile on his face.

"It'll be fun."  

Jaehyun wasn’t so sure about that when he followed the little elven though. Luckily, to his surprise, washing the vegetables wasn’t as difficult as he had imagined. Donghyuck briefly showed him how to do it. Scrubbing them with his little hands before passing them to the clean pile. Jaehyun started a bit clumsy, moving his fingers with excessive caution. However, as he got the hang of it, he began to pick up speed, his hands becoming quicker and more precise. Donghyuck, who had been watching him skeptically, widened his eyes when he saw how fast Jaehyun had become.  

"Wow!" 

His mouth was slightly open in admiration. Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at the exaggerated reaction.  

"Is this good?"  

He asked, bringing the little one back to reality. Donghyuck blinked a few times before composing himself. Waving his hands with enthusiasm.  

"Ah, yes! We cleaned all the vegetables that Appa needed."  

"C-cool... what do we do now?"  

"We take them back to him! Let's go!"  

Before Jaehyun could respond, Donghyuck was already running toward the counter where Taeyong was. The prince sighed and grabbed the box with the remaining vegetables, feeling its considerable weight. He tried to lift the box firmly, but he wasn’t used to carrying things like that. Moreover, his clothes didn’t help at all, even though he had taken off his coat and rolled up his sleeves halfway to wash the vegetables. With every step, he felt less stable but refused to drop anything. Taeyong looked up from what he was doing and observed the scene with a contained smile.  

"You were faster than I expected." The omega said while picking a vegetable from the box. His gaze slid over Jaehyun, analyzing him from head to toe. "And I'm surprised the prince didn’t end up all soaked.” 

Jaehyun narrowed his eyes slightly, unsure if it was a compliment or a tease. But before he could think too much about it, Taeyong had already shifted his attention back to the task at hand.  

"Alright, now cut everything."  

He placed a knife on the table.  

"O-okay."  

He stared at the blade for a moment. He didn’t know how to do it either but it felt like a test. He took a deep breath and picked it up. 

It was no surprise that cutting them was definitely a more challenging task. Jaehyun could feel the attentive eyes of Donghyuck and Taeyong on him as he struggled to make a single decent cut. The knife felt uncomfortable in his hand. His fingers were sweaty and every movement seemed too hesitant. He took a deep breath again. Pushing his bangs back in a frustrated gesture before trying again. Three quick, awkward cuts later, he finally finished cutting the one in his hand. He exhaled and looked up at the two elves, only to realize they were exchanging glances, clearly sharing a silent thought.  

“You managed to destroy such a beautiful potato.” Taeyong sighed, shaking his head. “It’s a good thing Dahyun isn’t here. If she saw this, it would be the end of you.”

"S-sorry... I’ve never done this."  

Jaehyun looked away toward the counter, feeling a knot in his stomach. Was it really that bad? He thought he didn’t go as bad because at least he didn’t cut himself.

"There, there."  

Donghyuck patted his head. It made him feel even worse.

“It’s okay… I guess.”

“You destroyed the potato, yes, but I already had very low expectations for you anyway.” Taeyong just sighed. “Still… I see you at least know how to hold a knife properly. Which is already surprising to say the least.”

"I'll show you how it's done!"  

Donghyuck said in an excited tone and Jaehyun expected Taeyong not to allow it but the elven didn’t say anything. The little omega made a serious expression and then quickly cut it. Jaehyun blinked in surprise. He looked at Donghyuck who had a proud smile on his face.

"Got it?"  

Jaehyun tugged at the jabot around his neck, trying to breathe more easily.  

"Huh, I think so."  

"Why don't you take it off?"  

Donghyuck pointed to his jabot and Jaehyun just looked at it. Maybe he should, it was just bothering him anyway.  

"I... huh, You’re right."  

He then pulled the jabot off his neck and felt as if he could breathe better now. Part of the heat he had been feeling seemed to ease.  

"Feeling better?"  

Taeyong asked. Jaehyun looked at the jabot in his hands and the small, shining stone at its center.  

"I think so?"  

"Good." The elven smiled. "Now get back to it, those vegetables aren't going to cut themselves."

-

Jaehyun kept trying. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt even higher and focused on the task. When he finished cutting the vegetables, his movements were already more precise which surprised Taeyong but also seemed to satisfy him.  

While the elven was making lunch, Donghyuck took charge of entertaining Jaehyun for some reason. He talked about the elves who brought supplies every morning and mentioned Dahyun, the daughter of the elder's daughter from his village. According to him, each village had an elder and a representative warrior. In their case, that warrior was Taeyong. Jaehyun was impressed. Taeyong was an omega and was the best warrior in his village. It seemed impossible in Jaehyun’s mind. The elves had a completely different dynamic from what he knew. For them, there was no distinction between omegas and alphas. They could simply have the same positions and strength. Their villages also didn't have names, they were just villages. This made him think of Yuta.  

"So, you’ve been in Yuta’s place as the representative warrior of this village?"  

He asked, trying to learn more about the alpha but Taeyong didn’t look up.

"Oh, no. Yuta is not from this village." His voice was calm but carried a subtle weight. "The elders just ranked him as the best warrior among all the villages."  

"I see." Jaehyun muttered. Yuta was really important in Elior. Jaehyun thought he was probably the pride of his village. “So he represents the village he came from then?”

Taeyong remained silent for a moment.  

"He doesn’t have one." He replied in a dry tone. "Not anymore ."  

The air seemed to grow heavier. It made Jaehyun feel uncomfortable for asking that. He could only look down and remain silent. It seemed to be something Taeyong didn’t want to talk about after all. 

The day flowed quickly. Taeyong seemed determined to keep him busy. He was giving him many tasks that Jaehyun wondered if it was some sort of punishment for mentioning Yuta’s village. Fortunately, Donghyuck stayed by his side the whole time, always willing to help. At some point, he convinced Jaehyun to take off his boots, claiming they were hideous. 

"They’re stylish."  

Jaehyun tried to argue.  

"They’re ugly."  

Donghyuck replied with a grimace. 

In the end, Jaehyun gave in. When his feet touched the grass, he felt something unexpected. The direct contact with the earth felt different. He slid his feet through the vegetation, a gentle breeze brushing his exposed skin. He was wearing only a white linen shirt, its sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and pants similarly rolled up to his knees. For the first time in a long while, he felt lighter. He felt like he could truly breathe.

Yuta came to his mind again. The alpha would certainly look at him with a raised eyebrow and that calm, annoying face of his. They would probably bicker like they always did and the elven would say something that would make Jaehyun blush.

He wondered if he would take longer to come back. 

It was only when night fell that he realized the alpha might not be coming back. Jaehyun was sitting on the balcony in the backyard, his eyes fixed on the moon. It seemed bigger in the open sky of Elior, so bright that probably the entire capital could see its cold glow. He felt his chest tighten. Did Yuta not trust Jaehyun enough to tell him the reason for leaving him there? Or, now that he was in his homeland, did he simply no longer feel any duty to the marriage? Perhaps Yuta felt he didn’t need to assume the role of husband to Jaehyun anymore.  

Maybe they were both free.  

"I see you like to overthink way too much."  

The voice interrupted his thoughts, causing him to startle slightly. He turned his head and saw Taeyong near the door, arms crossed and his back against the wall. His citrine eyes glowed softly in the darkness. Jaehyun hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze to the moon.  

"Sorry... I can't help it."

"I see."  

He bit his lower lip. His mind was still uneasy.  

"He's not coming back, is he?"  

The elven remained silent. Jaehyun felt a knot form in his throat, the sting of tears threatening to rise. He didn't know why it affected him that much. He never wanted to be married to Yuta in the first place.

“If I told you he’s not coming back, what would you say?"  

He lowered his head. It should have felt like confirmation, but he didn’t know how to react. Was it expected? Perhaps.

"I… I would just…” He intertwined his fingers. “I would just like to know why.”

The answer seemed to surprise the omega. 

"He will." Taeyong said with a shrug. "If he said he was going to come back. He will. Yuta doesn’t lie. He’s just dealing with something... and I think you should be grateful to him for that."  

Jaehyun furrowed his brow.  

"Grateful?"  

"It doesn’t make sense to hide this from you." Taeyong sighed and sat beside him. "He’s in the trial of Concealed Truths . Our elders are tense because Vollachia may not really be changing as they promised. They’re questioning this arrangement you guys did... and Yuta’s resolve."  

Jaehyun felt a shiver run through him.  

"Why?"  

"Because he bestowed upon you his sword. That vow only... only complicated things even further."  

Jaehyun swallowed hard.  

"The vow?"

"Yes. Do you know what it means?"

"I..." He shook his head. "Not really. I know he was hurt when I said I didn't want it, but..."

“Did you really say that?”

Jaehyun looked away and nodded. He could only hear a sigh from the omega.

"Anyway, he bestowed upon you his sword. That means he sees you as an equal. Equal enough to bond with you and it wasn't just any sword. It was his family's relic." Taeyong shrugged. "I don't know how much you'll understand about this, but it's something very important. The Alberich and the elders were surprised and suspicious of it. They don't know if Yuta is challenging them or if he was tricked into doing it or something like that."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"Yuta doesn't seem like someone who would be easily deceived."

The blonde raised an eyebrow at him.

"Indeed. He's too stubborn." Taeyong rolled his eyes. "The vow shouldn't be that important. Every elven makes a vow for the one they want as a mate. It’s the first step to bond but you're a human, he didn't have to do that.”

"Huh... bond?"

The elven stared at him for a moment, looking slightly surprised.

"You accepted without even knowing what it was?"

Jaehyun hesitated.

"It was the only thing I could do."

"That..." Taeyong sighed. "I thought you at least knew what it means to accept it."

"Sorry."

"You don't owe me an apology." The omega crossed his arms. "But you should apologize to Yuta. He's taking this arrangement more seriously than I thought."

Jaehyun felt a shiver run down his skin.

"I don't understand why he would do that."

Taeyong shrugged.

"Neither do I, as I said. You're a human, and clearly, humans don't know what a bond is. Yuta didn't have to make the vow, but he did."

Jaehyun bit his lip. He still didn’t understand why.

"What does it mean to be bonded?"

Taeyong stared at him for a moment. He was clearly pondering whether or not to answer.

"A bond is a deep connection between you and your mate. It's not a simple promise, a contract, or a forced alliance. It's... a calling. Something that forms when two souls give themselves completely." His tone softened slightly. "There are many rumors about what a bond really is. Many say it’s something so strong that it allows you to feel what the other feels. To feel if they are in danger. To feel their pain. To share that pain with them, but it's not exactly like that. A bond... It's just a way for you to know that you will always have someone by your side and nothing or no one will be able to shake what you have. You could say it's the ultimate vow of love that we, elves, know."

He shrugged and Jaehyun just stared at him in silence for a moment. Letting those words sink in.

“That… It seems to be too important to you.”

"It is." Taeyong looked at the moon. "But you don’t need to overthink it. The bond isn't that easy to form. Many of us can't achieve it. It can take years for a bond to be fully made or a lifetime without reaching it at all.”

For some reason Jaehyun felt a certain relief.

“I see.”

Taeyong didn’t look at him.

"If you don’t want any of that, it’s impossible for the bond to form. It’s not something that can be forced on anyone. you’ll only know when it’s established. There is no bond without a vow, there is no bond without union and there is no bond without sacrifice.”

Jaehyun felt a shiver down his spine at that chant.

"I see you know quite a lot about this."

"There’s no way I wouldn’t know." Taeyong then smiled, placing a hand on his own chest. "I’m bonded to Donghyuck's father after all."

-

The room Taeyong gave him was on the top floor of the house. Jaehyun was surprised to realize there was an upper floor. From the outside, the house looked smaller, perhaps because of its rounded, organic shape that blended so well with nature and the rest of the village. The room wasn’t large, but it was cozy. The light wood of the walls made the space warm and the arched windows allowed the soft moonlight to come in. Casting subtle shadows across the floor. There was a small space with a table and a chair, along with a simple wardrobe and a bed covered with soft blankets. It wasn’t like the rooms he was used to sleeping in Vollachia. Wide, decorated with heavy fabrics and imposing furniture. But there was something there that made it easier for him to breathe. Maybe it was the simplicity of it all. 

He sat at the edge of the bed and ran his fingers over the sheets. It felt odd. Odd not to fall asleep feeling Yuta's slow and rhythmic breathing. Odd not to feel his fingers running through his hair until sleep overcame him. Odd not to feel the warmth of the elven’s body beside him and the heat of his bare torso against his cheek. Jaehyun clenched his fingers against the soft fabric. He shouldn’t be thinking that much about Yuta, but it was hard. He felt betrayed. Abandoned. Yuta had left him there with a promise to return soon but with each passing hour, Jaehyun only felt like the elven wasn’t really going to come back. Maybe that’s how it was really meant to be.

Still, he slept well. Even though he missed that elven.

The next day, he woke up to the sound of low voices outside. First, Taeyong’s voice, firm and calm, then Donghyuck’s, higher and more lively. He blinked slowly to shake off the drowsiness and sat up on the bed. The room was still bathed in soft morning light and the woody scent of the air enveloped him in a comforting way. It had been a good night’s sleep. Even if it was odd to sleep alone.

He approached the window and could see Taeyong and Donghyuck in the backyard. Taeyong was standing with his arms crossed, watching Donghyuck, who was holding a wooden staff. The little omega was focused on repeating his movements, his bare feet sliding over the grass as he struck the air. His face was serious but each time he executed a move correctly, Taeyong nodded in satisfaction. Jaehyun was surprised. The little elven was young, yet he seemed determined. Jaehyun never imagined seeing in an omega training to fight like this. He was very young after all. Jaehyun’s fingers touched the window sill and he bit his lip as he remembered the only time he had held a weapon other than the moment he met Yuta. Yunho had taught him years ago. The blade had felt too heavy for him, as if the steel knew it wasn’t something for him. He always felt out of place holding it or perhaps…

This is not appropriate for an omega.

His mother’s voice echoed in his mind, like a whisper.

You have to be polite and elegant to please your future husband.

He bit his lower lip. Taeyong was watching Donghyuck with obvious pride on his face. Those words from the Head Omega didn’t make sense. Not there.

“Good morning.”

Taeyong lifted his eyes to him as soon as he appeared in the doorway.

“Good morning, Prince!”

Donghyuck stopped for a moment just to greet him with a smile on his face before turning his attention back to training. He was clearly focused on his movements. Jaehyun responded to them and just watched with curious eyes. The moves were simple but well executed and Donghyuck seemed to be enjoying himself. 

“Does that surprise you?”

Taeyong asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Uh, a little, I guess.”

“Is that so? I’ve heard that Vollachians don’t like their omegas having any sort of freedom.”

Jaehyun bit his lip. He thought about denying it, but there was nothing he could say. That was the truth, after all. Taeyong didn’t seem to expect an answer. His gaze returned to Donghyuck and the pride that showed on his face made something stir inside Jaehyun.

“Do you want to try?”

“Oh. Me? I’m just an o-” He bit his tongue before finishing the sentence. Taeyong and Donghyuck were omegas too. If anything, saying that might even sound offensive to them. “I... I’m not a warrior.”

Taeyong shrugged and threw the wooden staff he was holding in his direction. It was in an instant. Jaehyun’s reflexes made him catch it in the air, his fingers closing tightly around the wood before he even realized what he had done. Taeyong raised an eyebrow.

“But you’ve been taught before.”

Jaehyun furrowed his brow.

“How-?”

“If you hadn’t been taught before, you wouldn’t have any sense of defense.”

Taeyong extended his hand and Donghyuck handed him his own staff. The elven then smiled slightly.

“So... Do you want to try?”

Jaehyun looked at the staff in his hands. Feeling the comfortable weight of the wood. Something inside him hesitated. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to. But at the same time, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to refuse.

“I…”

His answer got stuck in his throat. Donghyuck just smiled at him and held out his hand.

“Let’s train together, Prince!”

He smiled at the elven and tightened his hands around the staff.

“Not with those boots.” Taeyong pointed at Jaehyun as he took a step forward. “They won’t let you move.”

“O-okay.”

He removed the boots reluctantly, feeling the grass beneath his feet. He liked that sensation though. Jaehyun was starting to understand why elves seemed so comfortable almost barefoot.

The first exercises were simple. Taeyong insisted that he should warm up properly before anything else. The stretching was uncomfortable at first. His stiff muscles protested with every movement, highlighting how little he had used his body for anything other than the rigid postures demanded by Head Omega. Donghyuck, on the other hand,  moved with the ease of someone who had grown up with such training.

The training continued with basic postures. Taeyong demonstrated the movements with his flawless precision. Showcasing years of practice. Jaehyun tried to imitate them but his actions were clumsy to say the least. The staff felt heavier than it should in his hands, his posture swayed from side to side and his movements lacked the stability that the elves displayed so easily. Taeyong corrected his mistakes without a single word of encouragement, while Donghyuck made lively demonstrations beside him, as if it were all a game.

Time passed quickly and the effort began to take its toll on his body. Sweat trickled down the back of Jaehyun’s neck, his arms trembled every time he lifted the staff and his legs burned in protest against the posture required. His breath became irregular and for a moment, he wondered if he should stop but the answer came quickly. He didn’t want to. On the contrary, the exhaustion mixed with a feverish excitement, a burning fervor that didn’t just come from the physical effort, but from the strange satisfaction of pushing his own limits.

When the training finally ended, Jaehyun fell flat on his back onto the grass. Feeling his muscles throb in protest. Donghyuck collapsed beside him, laying his head on his stomach, panting. Taeyong, on the other hand, just crossed his arms and watched them. There were no words of praise, not even a nod of approval. It was just an appraising look before he walked away. Jaehyun couldn’t tell if that meant he had done well or poorly.

“Appa doesn’t like to praise during training.” Donghyuck turned his head to look at Jaehyun. “He says it makes us soft.”

Jaehyun kept his eyes fixed on the sky. Somehow, that didn’t matter to him. He was just happy he hadn’t faltered.

As lunchtime approached, Taeyong sent them to fetch supplies from a house in the neighborhood. After they washed up, Jaehyun followed Donghyuck through the bustling streets but his steps were hesitant. The little elven, on the other hand, walked ahead with contagious energy, holding Jaehyun’s hand as if the roles were reversed but no matter how lively Donghyuck was, it didn’t mask the uncomfortable feeling settling in Jaehyun. He could feel the eyes on him, weighing down on his shoulders like a constant reminder that he didn’t belong there. His attire, always so distinct, seemed to shout his presence against the vibrant colors of the streets and houses of Elior. The contrast was impossible to ignore. While the elves around him wore light, flowing fabrics in earthy and golden tones, Jaehyun seemed like an out-of-place shadow. He didn’t need to look up to feel the attention he was drawing. It was a weight that grew with every step, making him lower his head slightly and bite his lower lip.

The next day arrived quickly. Jaehyun slowly ran his hand over the sheets as he woke up. It still felt odd not to have Yuta by his side. He still missed the comforting presence of the elven but quickly shook his head, pushing the thought away.

The training that morning felt harder, though in a different way. His muscles didn’t burn as much as he expected. He thought it would take more time for him to recover from the other day but Taeyong mentioned that the tea he had given Jaehyun the night before had helped his body adjust. Still, something bothered him. It was still hard for him to maintain his stability with the staff in his hands and his clothes were clearly restricting him. Even though he was wearing less layers and folding the sleeves and the hems of his pants didn’t seem enough. Taeyong noticed this too and perhaps that’s why he ended the training earlier.

“I could talk to Momo,”

Dahyun, an elven with cobalt eyes and long dark hair suggested while placing a few items on the table. Jaehyun knew who she was because Donghyuck often mentioned that she was the one who brought supplies sent by the village elder. Apparently, since Taeyong was the warrior representing that village, it was common for producers to offer this kind of help to him as a way of showing gratitude for protecting them. It seemed like a very important position to have.

“Are you sure?”

Taeyong raised an eyebrow.

“Yes. You know she’d love it.” Dahyun shrugged. “She has a thing for the Vollachian style and dressing the prince in a mix of both styles would be a dream for her.”

Jaehyun blinked in surprise.

“Me?”

“Yes, you.” Taeyong rolled his eyes. “Your clothes need to be washed and honestly, they’re not suitable for training. If you want to keep going, you’ll need something new and judging by your face, I doubt you like my style.”

“Not everyone needs to show their stomach, Taeyong.”

Dahyun let out a light laugh and Jaehyun lowered his eyes, tugging at the sleeves of his clothes. The smell wasn’t exactly pleasant. Maybe Taeyong was right. He cleared his throat, embarrassed.

“I… huh, I would appreciate that.”

Dahyun looked at him with curiosity.

“Why did you come without anything else to wear, anyway?”

Jaehyun hesitated. He bit his lower lip, feeling a strange weight in his chest.

“I… didn’t know I’d stay this long. Yuta-”

He looked away. He didn’t want to make it even more obvious how upset he was with Yuta. Dahyun simply raised an eyebrow at him and placed a hand on her hip.

“Well, I see you two have a lot to talk about.” She pulled a bottle from the supply box and placed it on the table. “You can use this as a way to threaten him.”

She winked at Jaehyun, who only stared at the bottle. The glass was thin and slightly frosted with a greenish hue. The wax seal on the lid had a delicate emblem of an apple intertwined with vines, and inside, the golden liquid shimmered softly.

“This is…”

“Apple dew. I imagine that silly elven still likes it.”

Taeyong tried to grab the bottle but Dahyun pushed it forward toward Jaehyun. The golden-haired omega just pouted.

“You know I like it too. I could drink it all before he even gets back.”

“That’s under the prince’s responsibility now.”

Taeyong rolled his eyes.

“Fine, but you'll owe me one.”

“I don’t owe you anything while your mate is still annoying everyone at the temple. You should go get him already.” She sighed. “Kun doesn’t have as much patience as I do.”

“Well, he can come back whenever he wants.” He shrugged. “Besides, I’m sure he’s still there because of the prince’s friend.”

“Wait.” Jaehyun blinked. “Ten? You’re talking about Ten?”

“Blond, handsome and very helpful? Could be.” Dahyun shrugged. “I don’t usually memorize Vollachian names but you two are the only ones around the village so...”

“So, it means…” He pointed at Taeyong. “Youngho?”

Taeyong nodded and Dahyun laughed.

“No one knows how our warrior ended up with that guy but it is what it is. At least Donghyuck has a big future ahead.”

Jaehyun thought about that. He could now see the resemblance between Donghyuck and Youngho. He looked at the bottle in front of him. He clearly remembers Yuta drinking that even when he was in Vollachia.

“You… huh. Do you know when he will be back?”

Dahyun and Taeyong exchanged glances.

“Well, I can’t guarantee anything.” She sighed. “The trial is unpredictable and if he hasn’t come back by now, it means there are still many doubts to clear and challenges for him to face… After all, he’s doing the trial for both of you.”

Taeyong grimaced at Dahyun but the elven ignored him.

“Wait, for both of us?”

“You should’ve participated with him.” Taeyong admitted. “Yuta decided to take the risk and do the trial for both of you rather than make you go through it yourself. Which is another reason for doubt but seeing you now I can say it was going to take a toll on your body. It was better this way.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He hadn’t asked for any of this. 

“But if it was meant for me then I should-”

“You should stay seated there.” Taeyong’s voice came out harsh. “No one interferes in the trial and it won’t be a Vollachian who will do that.”

He shrank back in his seat, feeling a knot form in his chest. It was the first time he felt like a prisoner there.

“You don’t need to scare him.” Dahyun tugged on Taeyong’s ear. “The prince is not to blame for any of this.”

She then turned her gaze to Jaehyun.

“If I hear anything, I’ll let you know.”

Jaehyun looked at the elven. Her tone was sincere and subtle.

“Okay.” He tried to give a small smile. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to.” She turned away. “I’ll also talk to Momo about your clothes. You’d better be prepared.”

“Prepared?”

“Momo is… well, you’ll see.”

-

Jaehyun didn’t have to wait long to find out. That same afternoon, a loud noise echoed throughout the house. Donghyuck came running to the backyard and hid behind him. Jaehyun held the staff with both hands as if there was some great danger ahead. He could see glowing eyes of a dark amethyst hue even before the elven made herself visible.

“So, this is the prince?”

“Huh... Yes?”

Jaehyun stood still, tightening his grip on the staff between his fingers as the figure finally revealed itself. The elven had an undeniable presence. Her black hair fell in soft layers, contrasting with the dark amethyst-colored eyes that seemed to gleam with a mixture of curiosity and challenge. She tilted her head to the side, evaluating Jaehyun as if he were a rare artifact she hadn't yet decided was worth collecting.

“Good.” She pulled a kind of ribbon by both ends and the snap of it echoed. “Stay still.”

“W-what?”

She quickly moved toward him. Wrapping the ribbon around Jaehyun’s waist.

“Oh, this is perfect.”

Jaehyun felt a shiver run through his body.

“Ah, excuse me.”

“Please be quiet, it won’t take long.”

It only took a few minutes for her to take all of the omega's measurements. She seemed curious about his proportions, as if he were truly something never seen before. Then, just as quickly as she came, she was gone.

Jaehyun blinked. Still processing what had just happened. The touch of the ribbon on his skin. The meticulous way the elven evaluated his measurements. Everything happened too quickly for him to really react.

"She- who was she?"

He asked, still holding the staff as if expecting her to return at any moment.

“Momo.” Donghyuck let out a relieved sigh. “She’s scary. She made my clothes the last time she was here. I moved while she was measuring me and it was the first time I felt like someone was stronger than my dad and my appa combined!”

“Uh, I can see that.”

He felt a chill run down his spine. That, however brief, was enough to bring some memories to his mind. He went to bed early that night but sleep took a while to come. The darkness in the room seemed denser than usual and his mind wandered to places he didn’t want to visit. He remembered the weight of the gazes. The touch of expensive fabrics that had always covered him completely. The feeling of always needing to be impeccable. Of having to try on countless pieces of clothing until he found the perfect one to join the nobles of the court and entertain them with idle chatter. He remembered the times Head Omega had him make custom clothes for the Head Alpha’s coronation and even to this day, he recalled the hours spent standing to make sure everything was properly prepared. It was a hard time.

The next morning, boxes were delivered to Taeyong’s house for him. Jaehyun couldn’t believe how quickly the elven had made those pieces. Around three and a note that she was making more soon.

“So, how does it feel?”

Taeyong asked as Jaehyun moved around in the outfit. It was strange. It wasn’t anything like what Taeyong wore. Not at all. In fact, he was more covered but his arms were still exposed.

“I dare say, you look quite handsome in that. Momo did a good job.”

Taeyong circled around him.

“Uh, really? I don’t know… it’s just... strange, I guess.”

Taeyong raised an eyebrow.

“Question. Are you feeling hot?”

Jaehyun looked at the omega and realized that he didn't feel that suffocating sensation.

"Not at all."

“I’ll gladly take that apple dew you’re saving for Yuta.” The omega winked at him. “Anyway, we’re training today. I want to see your movements now.”

Jaehyun glanced at his reflection in the mirror again. He ran his hands over his arms, feeling his pale skin under his fingers. The armlets were light and delicate, just like the fabric of the outfit. The collar didn’t have a V-shaped opening like Yuta’s or any opening on the torso. Still, it didn’t feel suffocating or tight. It seemed to have been made perfectly for him, which was surprising. He ran his hand down the dark green pants to feel the slits on the sides and they weren’t as large as he had imagined they would be but now he could understand the ease of movement that detail allowed.

Did he really look good? He turned to look at his back and then realized that this was the first time he was truly considering if he looked good. 

He wondered if Yuta would think that.

But with a shake of his head he quickly pushed the thought away. He was angry with the elven.

Outside, Taeyong and Donghyuck were sitting side by side, legs crossed. Hands together in prayer position, eyes closed. Taeyong simply tapped the grass beside him, signaling for Jaehyun to sit. He hesitated for a moment but did as he was told. He thought he would be moving a bit more awkwardly to get used to the new outfit but that wasn’t the case. The elven clothes were truly different and more comfortable than anything he’d ever worn.

They meditated for a moment before beginning the actual training. He felt his movements become quicker and genuinely fluid. There was no hindrance to his actions but the strange thing was that he still seemed to struggle with mastering the movements with the staff. Taeyong seemed to notice that and just sighed.

"It pains me to say it, but you’re not as adept with the staff." Jaehyun tightened his grip on the wood. He felt disappointed in himself. "We should try something else to see your true talent."

The prince blinked. For a moment, he thought Taeyong was going to dismiss him entirely.

“O-okay.”

The bow came first.

Jaehyun remembered seeing some target shooting sports at the Vollachian court. It was a common sport for the nobles. Many of them used to hunt in the fields when they had the chance and coming back without catching any animals was shameful. He had never been interested in it, though. Sion was more inclined toward it since he was young and curious. Head Alpha always made sure to take him along. When Jaehyun tried it with the bow Taeyong gave him, he quickly realized it wasn’t for him. Holding the taut string hurt his fingers and aiming properly required much more control than he had imagined. Even with Donghyuck trying to motivate him with encouraging words, it wasn’t enough for him to hit a single target.

“Well, you managed to be worse than the staff.”

Taeyong said, impressed and Jaehyun just pouted in disappointment.

Then, they tried chakrams. Donghyuck was excited to demonstrate, spinning the discs with skill before throwing them at improvised targets. When Jaehyun tried, the chakrams flew in the wrong directions. One of them ricocheted off a tree and almost came back towards them.

“Definitely not.”

Taeyong said, quickly taking the weapons out of his hands. Even though they were made of polished wood, the force could still make them dangerous. After that, they moved on to the spear. It was similar to the staff but seemed to require an even stricter posture. Maybe his training with the staff was hindering his ability to master it, as he seemed to move with it as if it were just another staff.

Taeyong just sighed again before taking the weapon from his hand.

“Looks like I’m terrible with anything.”

Jaehyun sighed in frustration. Taeyong raised an eyebrow and without saying a word, handed him a sword. That was the weapon he was most familiar with. He had held something similar before. This one was made of wood, so it was lighter than what he was used to. It wasn’t like Yuta’s sword or the ones Yunho used to teach him. The weight was comfortable and his fingers naturally adjusted to the hilt. When he tested the first movement, there was a moment of familiarity. The wooden sword cut through the air smoothly and Jaehyun felt, for the first time, like something made sense. 

Taeyong crossed his arms with a curious look on his face.

“I should be surprised, but I guess this should’ve been obvious from the start.” The elven sighed. “You seem to have some muscle memory with this but you don’t know how to use it properly. I can teach you the basics, but… Uh, Yuta is the one who can teach you this properly.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“You don’t know?”

“It’s not that. My affinity with the sword is pretty low. The staff and spear are the ones I work the best. Doesn’t mean I can’t use it but I’m really bad at it. It is what it is I guess.” He sighed. “I learned alongside Yuta, so I know some basic training, but if you want the real deal…”

“But I don’t even know when he’s coming back.” Jaehyun said in a low tone. Everything seemed to come back to Yuta. “I… please, teach me what you know.”

Taeyong considered that for a moment, but before he could respond, Donghyuck was already jumping around with a wooden sword in hand.

“I also think a sword looks better on a prince!”

He made a quick motion and the sound of the wood slicing through the air was audible, only to be stopped by Taeyong holding the tip of the sword.

“You’re terrible with a sword too, Hyuck.” Taeyong said, pulling the wooden sword from the little elven’s hands. “You don’t want to repeat the pomegranate dew incident, do you?”

“Dang!”

Donghyuck looked scared by that and quickly gave up on the idea. Taeyong chuckled lightly at his son and then turned to look at Jaehyun.

“Alright, I’ll help you.”

-

His new clothes had an unexpected effect. Not only did they make his training and movements smoother but they also seemed to change the way the villagers looked at him. Before, their gaze had bothered him, making him feel out of place but now they seemed more open. More willing to talk to him, approach him, help him or let him help them. It had only been about ten days since he had been left there and although he still carried anger and a feeling of betrayal, something inside him seemed lighter. There was still a void, a feeling that something was missing though.

Donghyuck managed to braid his black hair. It was long enough for that now, at least on the sides. After all, he hadn’t cut it since he got married almost three months ago. It wasn’t as long as the other elves’ hair but it was enough. The little elven braided the strands happily to match the ones he had and Jaehyun might have liked it a little more than he would admit. Donghyuck also seemed proud of the result.

That morning, the training was quick. Instead of spending much time practicing, Donghyuck took him for a walk. Taeyong just liked to let Donghyuck run freely around the village. Jaehyun didn’t understand at first. He felt like Donghyuck could be in danger being alone like this but Jaehyun noticed that everyone seemed to look out for him. As if he were part of their own families. He played with his friends, and on some occasions, even spent the afternoon at other elves' houses.

"No one would dare touch the hair of a warrior's child."

Dahyun said in one of her visits.

Donghyuck seemed at ease, greeting familiar faces along the way. That was when they came across a distressed lady whose small cat had climbed up a tree and couldn't get down. She was visibly worried, fearing that a hawk from the region would spot it before anyone could rescue it. Donghyuck was willing to climb up himself but the elven lady with emerald eyes looked at Jaehyun as if she didn't want the little omega to take any risks. Jaehyun sighed but ended up offering to fetch the animal before she could say anything. He climbed up carefully, the branches creaking under his feet while the feline meowed in fright. When he finally managed to hold him safely, he calmly climbed down and handed the kitty back to the lady. She was crying in relief.

Donghyuck watched the whole thing with his hands pressing and pushing his cheeks, looking genuinely nervous with the scene. More nervous than Jaehyun it seems. In the end, the lady rewarded them with a bag of cookies, which made Donghyuck jump with happiness.

"Thank you, my prince." She said, bowing and Jaehyun was surprised by the reverence. "Please send my thanks to our warriors."

"Oh." He hesitated for a moment but bowed too. He realized it had been a while since he had needed to use those kinds of formalities often. "I-I will."

The lady smiled and walked away. Donghyuck was right beside him, bowing in the same way, as if copying him. Jaehyun placed the bag into his hands and gently ran his fingers through his brown hair. Warriors , he thought. The lady was probably referring to Yuta as well.

The little elven was jumping ahead with a wide smile on his face. They weren't far from Taeyong's house when Jaehyun noticed Ishihara talking to someone in front of another residence. Their eyes met and the elven with the stern gaze slowly bowed in a slight greeting before his peridot eyes scanned Jaehyun from head to toe. Jaehyun felt his heart race in that instant. He could see some curious glances in the direction they were heading, and then he saw him.

The first thing Jaehyun noticed was that red hair. The sunlight reflected off the strands as if they were on fire, glowing in an almost unreal way. He blinked, unsure if his mind was playing tricks on him but then the details became clearer with every step. The elven had his broad back turned to him. He was talking to Taeyong, who was crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. Jaehyun didn’t notice exactly when he started walking faster. The air grew thinner, and the sensation in his chest grew until it became unbearable. He needed to be sure. He needed to see. He needed to feel. 

When Yuta turned around, he found Jaehyun with tears welling in his eyes.

The next moment was a shock even for himself. He really didn’t know why he was acting like that. He just jumped into Yuta’s arms. The alpha held him, his body rigid with surprise. As if trying to understand what was happening. The scent of cherry blossoms enveloped him softly bringing with it something familiar. Something that Jaehyun didn’t want to admit so openly that he missed.

“You…” His voice trailed off. “You fucking idiot.”

“I see you curse now.”

Jaehyun held him tighter at the sound of that annoyingly calm voice.

“How could you?”

“I apologize for that.”

“Ten days. That’s how long you just left me here.”

“I know.”

“I hate you so much.” He broke the hug and tried to push Yuta away, but the elven didn’t move. “I didn’t know anything. It’s a strange land, and you just… just left me here. I thought it wouldn’t take long. I believed in you.”

“I told you it could take long.”

Yuta tried to hold his face but Jaehyun slapped his hands away. He could see the alpha’s eyes widen slightly at Jaehyun’s action. As if he hadn’t expected him to retaliate like that. Jaehyun was really angry and at the same time, he felt an overwhelming relief.

Yuta was back.

The elven watched him silently and for a second, Jaehyun could almost swear there was amusement in his amber eyes.

“I see you’ve changed a lot.”

“That’s not the point.”

“Then could you explain it to me, Peach?”

Jaehyun gritted his teeth. He wanted to punch him. But before he could, Yuta stepped forward. The space between them disappeared. The elven’s gaze was curious, provoking, waiting for Jaehyun’s next words but Jaehyun couldn’t say anything. This time, he allowed Yuta to touch him. The warm hands held his face and Jaehyun felt the calloused fingers against his skin. Then, Yuta pulled him closer.

Their lips met.

It wasn’t hesitant, nor rushed. It was a recognition, a reunion. Jaehyun moved his hands and held Yuta as well, opening his mouth slowly, allowing him to taste him. The kiss wasn’t messy but it was enough to leave him breathless. He wanted to say that he hated Yuta for leaving him there. That he hadn’t asked him to go to that trial in his place. But at the same time, none of that mattered now.

Yuta was finally back.

Chapter Text

The first thing Jaehyun felt when he woke up was the scent.

It was warm, familiar, enveloping. Yuta's cherry blossom scent. His chest rose and fell in a calm, steady rhythm and Jaehyun realized he was still lying on top of him. His cheek rested against the elven’s bare torso, feeling the warmth of his skin and hearing the soft sound of his heartbeat.

For a moment, he just stayed there, his eyes half-open, his body heavy with sleep. The anger still lingered within him, along with the feeling of betrayal. Ten days. Yuta had left him there for ten days without a proper explanation. But at the same time, Jaehyun couldn’t deny that being there, wrapped in that comforting scent again, made something inside him calm down. His fingers moved lightly over Yuta’s warm skin, as if wanting to make sure he was really there. Before he realized it, he leaned in a bit more, brushing his nose against the alpha's neck, inhaling his scent more deeply. Yuta shifted beneath him, a raspy sound escaping his throat before his voice came out low and sleepy.

"Did you miss me that much, Peach?"

Jaehyun froze for a moment. Then, he felt his face burn.

“Sh-Shut up.”

Yuta’s sleepy laugh made Jaehyun grit his teeth but he didn’t pull away. On the contrary, his face stayed there, hidden in the curve of the elven’s neck, feeling the vibration of the laugh reverberating through his skin.

“Did you sleep well?”

Yuta asked in his usual calm tone of voice and Jaehyun just mumbled as quietly as possible.

"Maybe."

The alpha smiled slightly. Jaehyun didn’t need to look right into his face to know he liked that answer. His hands slid to Jaehyun's waist, pulling him closer. The heat that passed between them made Jaehyun hold his breath and his heart started to beat a little faster.

"I apologize for making you wait this long."

Yuta whispered and Jaehyun pulled away enough to look at him.

"You said you’d be back soon."

“And I did.”

“After ten days!”

"Ten days go by quickly."

Jaehyun wanted to punch him.

"I believed you."

Yuta sighed, as if he had been waiting for this.

"I know."

A silence settled between them for a moment. Jaehyun turned his gaze away, pressing his fingers against the elven's skin. He still wanted to know why he did all of that. Making him wait and not tell everything to him. 

"Why didn’t you tell me about the trial?"

He finally asked. His voice wasn’t as sharp as he would have liked but the weight of the question was there. Yuta didn’t answer immediately. His amber eyes only watched him carefully, as if he was thinking about his reaction before deciding what to say.

"I thought it would be too much for you." He admitted. "You just arrived in Elior, and everything is still very new and unfamiliar. If you had known what the trial required, maybe it would change your view of what this capital really is."

Jaehyun frowned.

"And you decided that for me?"

"Yes."

He opened his mouth to respond but closed it right after. The answer was so direct, so firm, that it caught him off guard.

"Do you really think I wouldn’t be able to handle it?"

The elven just sighed and looked away. It was the first time he actually did it.

"I made a mistake, Peach. I spoiled you again." He put his hand under his head. “The way you’ve adapted to this village during this time is truly impressive.”

"Don’t... don't start with compliments. I'm really angry." Jaehyun looked away, his lips pressed into a tight line. Part of him wanted to say he’d already faced worse situations. Another part wanted to ask again if Yuta even believed in him. What he said wasn’t a real answer. "You could’ve at least told me what it was about but instead, you chose to leave me here under Taeyong’s watch as if I were a prisoner."

The elven raised an eyebrow.

“Were you forced to do something you didn’t want to do?”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"No..."

His voice came out lower than he intended.

"A prisoner with free will, apparently."

Jaehyun just pouted at him. He didn’t have the words to truly argue back. Yuta sighed when he noticed his expression.

"The trial is a series of tests. The elders are the ones who choose them and since I’m the chosen warrior, they were very excited to have me do their bidding." The elven’s amber eyes were fixed on his. "It’s never the same for one person and another. It certainly wouldn’t be something simple for the first vollachian to do it, and since you’re married to me. It also puts a heavier burden on your back.”

Jaehyun’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"So... You're saying they'd go harder on me because we’re married?"

The alpha caressed his cheek.

"Perhaps, I can’t confirm that. The elders are worse than children with their curiosity... I think... I just didn’t want you to have a bad first experience and start hating my homeland. Does that make sense to you?"

Jaehyun stared at the elven. His voice had come out softer but Jaehyun could feel the sincerity in his words. Part of him understood Yuta’s intention but the other part still felt left out. Regardless, the alpha really did seem to care about what Jaehyun thought of Elior. It was strange. In Vollachia, no one cared about the opinion of an omega like him.

"I don’t know if I should believe you."

"Have I ever lied to you, Peach?"

No.

The answer came to his mind instantly. Yuta had always been honest with him. Even if his answers were something he didn't want to hear. That didn't make interacting with him any less frustrating though. He didn’t lie but…

“You didn’t tell me the truth either.”

He just turned his back to the alpha but he could still feel those amber eyes on him. Yuta remained silent for a moment as if he was thinking about what Jaehyun just said.

“You’re right.” He sighed. “I hereby apologize for my grave mistakes. I shall not doubt my mate any longer.”

He said it like a chant and Jaehyun felt a shiver pass through his spine but didn’t turn to look at him.

Mate.

"You better keep that promise."

“I will. Your angry face is cute though, I don’t want it to be the last time I see it.”

The omega felt his cheeks burn but didn’t say anything. He also didn’t turn around, he didn't want to give the elven the pleasure of seeing his pout after that sentence.

"Taeyong told me about your training. Is that really true?”

He hesitated. He thought about what Yuta would say. Maybe he wouldn’t approve of it. Maybe he was an elven not so different from a Vollachian alpha. Maybe he wouldn’t like it and would order him to stop but maybe that was just what Jaehyun expected to hear. Anyone in Vollachia that wasn't Jaejoong or Yunho would say that. He could see enough of Elior to know that no one there has that mind setting.

"...Yes."

He admitted in a quiet tone and the elven fell silent for a moment.

"That’s a nice surprise."

His tone was calm and soft. There was something warm in it. A mix of surprise and... pride? He couldn’t know. He hated that he was overthinking about it. Yuta surely knows he is.

"Did you like it?"

Yes. A lot.

"Huh, a little, I guess."

He heard a light chuckle from the elven and pouted.

"What’s so funny about that?"

He turned to face him this time. Yuta was watching him with an amused glint in his amber eyes, his lips curved in an almost indulgent smile. Annoyingly beautiful.

"Nothing, it’s just... unexpected." The alpha shrugged. "Do you still want to learn how to wield a sword?"

Jaehyun studied the alpha’s face for a moment. He was with a slight smile on his face but he wasn’t mocking him. Jaehyun liked training. He liked feeling like he wasn’t defenseless. It took him back to times he was trying to talk again. When he heard Jaejoong saying he could be strong enough to defend himself even though Head Omega didn’t like it. But it's not just that, he really liked being there. In that village. Interacting with others. Feeling like he was doing something, even if it was minimal. He felt more at ease, lighter and… free.

"Uh-huh." He nodded. "Taeyong... huh, he said you’d be better at teaching me how to use a sword."

The elven raised an eyebrow.

"I must say, it’s impressive that Taeyong would say I’m better at something." He smiled slightly. His fingers moved slowly as if he wanted to touch Jaehyun. "Do you really want me to teach you?"

The omega felt his face flush. The idea of ​​training alongside Yuta was… intimidating. Not because he doubted the elven’s abilities but because it meant being too close to him. Doing more than just being husbands for the sake of the peace.

"Yes." His voice came out a bit hesitant but firm enough to leave no doubts. "If you’re willing to teach me."

Yuta didn’t answer right away. Instead, he moved lazily, supporting his weight on one elbow.

“Well, I have no intention of having my husband with Taeyong’s careless mannerisms when holding a sword.” He smiled slightly. “We’ll talk properly about that later.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Was that a yes? He couldn’t tell. 

“I hate when you don’t tell things right way.”

The alpha giggled.

“I know, I just wanted to see that cute pout of yours again.”

Jaehyun rolled his eyes.

“You really like to annoy me, don’t you?”

“Perhaps.”

Yuta didn’t take his eyes off him. They were fixated on him with a curiosity that Jaehyun couldn’t quite tell what it was. They stared at each other in silence for a moment. He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Yuta’s lips were. He bit his lip when remembered the sensation of those lips on his and Yuta surely felt the same way.

The elven slowly moved his hand to gently caress Jaehyun's face. He seemed about to say something but the words never came. They remained there, suspended between them, replaced only by the sound of their breaths. Then, driven by an impulse he couldn’t contain, Jaehyun leaned in closer. Slowly, hesitantly at first, but with each moment, more certain that this was what he wanted. Yuta's gaze subtly dropped to his lips and Jaehyun felt a shiver run down his spine. Like a silent understanding. Their faces drew closer and Yuta’s breath mingled with his. It was Jaehyun who closed his eyes first and It was Yuta who closed the remaining distance. The first touch was gentle. Just a shy brushing of lips. But this time wasn’t just that. The elven deepened the kiss and Jaehyun gave in without a second thought.

They kissed slowly at first. Jaehyun really enjoyed the feeling of the elven's lips on his. His soft grip on his skin. Fingers pressing on his waist and pulling him closer. He could feel the air around them getting hotter as the kiss continued. He cupped the alpha's face making his fingers run over and grip his red hair. It was truly getting hotter. But in a different kind of way. Yuta's hand slowly moved to his leg and pulled it around his waist and Jaehyun might have felt something when their lower parts touched. He shouldn't be feeling like this. He let out a moan when Yuta bit his lower lip which only made him want Yuta closer. Closer. Closer than they were at the moment. The moan had an effect on Yuta. His amber eyes were darkened. His assault on his mouth increased. Tongues intertwined with more desire and then the alpha moved his face to kiss his neck. Jaehyun held his head. Pressing his face against him. It felt warm. It felt good. It felt different than anything he had ever felt. He felt like he was losing himself in those warm touches. He whimpered again and that only made Yuta suck on his skin leaving soft burning spots. Jaehyun felt his body tilt back, Yuta's weight on him. The touch of the elven's lips became hungrier. Hotter. Everything was hotter. He felt the alpha's hands move down his thighs and the air seemed to become thin.

And then-

BAM BAM BAM!

The knocks on the door made Jaehyun and Yuta freeze. Their breathing was heavy, their bodies still pressed against each other.

"Prince! Yuta! Have you woken up already??”

Donghyuck.

Jaehyun felt his face burn as he quickly pulled away, sitting on the bed. Yuta, on the other hand, let out a long sigh and fell back, covering his eyes with his arm. Neither of them said anything about the moment. The omega just tried to regain his composure before responding to the small omega outside their room.

"W-we’re coming, Donghyuck. Just... huh, just wait a bit, okay?"

"Okay!"

He could hear Donghyuck cheer excitedly. Jaehyun could only bury his face in his hands. His entire face was burning and he couldn’t really look at Yuta. He bit his lip as he felt the warmth of the alphas body leave his skin but still leaving him with a weird feeling between his legs. 

He definitely needed a minute.

-

Donghyuck waited outside their door until Jaehyun was ready. He was very excited that morning because he wanted to go to the temple to see his father and Jaehyun had to say that the idea of going to the temple wasn’t unwelcomed. It was where Ten had been since he arrived in Elior. Even though Ten didn’t seem to want to talk to him, he wanted to at least make sure that the omega was alright. He never fully understood why he needed treatment or what kind of treatment it was. The blonde didn’t seem to be in bad condition the last time he saw him, and yet, Jaehyun was afraid of knowing more. Only the gods knew what had happened to him after leaving Highlands.

"I apologize for the interruption." Taeyong shrugged. "Donghyuck woke up missing his father and I kind of said that you two were going to the temple."

Yuta arched an eyebrow, a teasing smile appearing on his face.

"Uh? I didn’t say we were going to the temple."

"I know, but it was something I knew would happen." He rolled his eyes. “It’s all over your face and since I would like to have a guest …”

The alpha narrowed his eyes at the omega.

"So you basically want to get rid of everyone?"

"I don’t need to make excuses to kick your ass out of my house." Taeyong crossed his arms. "Besides, you owe me a few days of peace after just leaving your prince here without any warning."

Jaehyun lowered his head, fingers lightly gripping the fabric of his clothes. Those words shouldn’t have hurt this much. Taeyong probably never wanted to be responsible for him from the very beginning. Still, hearing it so directly hurt more than he expected. He thought he wasn’t being a burden to him.

"Hey, prince! Have you seen the temple?"

Donghyuck asked in an excited tone. His bright citrine eyes turned towards him, almost as if he wanted the omega's attention on him. Jaehyun lifted his gaze, blinking a few times before shaking his head.

"Uh, not really."

"Great!" Donghyuck flashed a wide smile and took his hand. "Then I'll show you the way!"

The small elven took the lead, pulling him by the hand. He briefly glanced at Yuta and Taeyong. Both of them simply nodded at him with slight smiles on their faces.

The fresh morning air lingered over the village. The sky was clear and the soft scent of the trees nearby brought a lightness to the atmosphere. Jaehyun observed the houses around him while following Donghyuck, the elven's small hand still holding his firmly. The village was as lively as ever, even at this early hour. The elven villagers were already outside their homes, busy with morning tasks or chatting with each other. As they walked, Jaehyun couldn't help but notice the house near Taeyong's. It had an irregular structure similar to the other houses in the village but the stones that made it up were slightly bluish instead of the striking white. He stared at it for a moment before Donghyuck's voice pulled him back to reality.

"Are you guys going back to the Alberich abode when we get back!?"

Jaehyun blinked, surprised by the sudden question. He hadn’t even thought about it but he realized he was only there because Yuta didn’t want to leave him alone during the trial. Now that the elven had returned, it made sense to go back. He looked at the small omega hesitantly. Yuta picked Donghyuck up and held him in his arms. The little elven squealed softly and laughed as the alpha blew on his belly and then placed him on his shoulders. It was an adorable scene that made Jaehyun feel warm for a moment. Yuta seemed to have a way with children and it made Jaehyun's heart melt whenever he saw Yuta with Donghyuck.

“It depends on my husband.” 

Yuta said and Jaehyun widened his eyes slightly at him.

“Me?”

“Yes, who else?” 

The alpha raised an eyebrow, as if there was no other possible answer.

“But…”

The elven tilted his head slightly.

“We don’t have to go back.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Uh-huh.” Yuta shrugged. “My father doesn’t mind. If he needs me, he can just walk to the village. Besides, I prefer you here. There’s no need for you to deal with the Vollachian diplomats when they arrive. I'm sure you feel better without all those formalities.”

Jaehyun didn’t know what to say. He could feel Yuta’s eyes on him, waiting for his response. It was an important choice. A choice that Yuta had given him, and he also liked the idea of not having to interact with the diplomats. The last thing he wanted now was to fall back into that cycle of formalities that he never liked in the first place. He looked at Donghyuck, who had his arms resting on Yuta’s head, waiting for his answer attentively. He took a deep breath.

“Then… I would like it if we stay here a little longer.”

Donghyuck’s eyes sparkled.

“So, you’re still going to stay at my house!?”

Yuta chuckled softly and picked the little elven back up into his arms before setting him down on the ground.

“Your house is too small to have everyone. What are you going to do when Youngho comes back?”

Donghyuck thought for a moment and just pouted.

“But I want the prince around.”

Jaehyun opened his mouth to say something. He didn’t expect the little elven to say that but Yuta was quicker.

“We'll talk about it later. Okay?”

He pointed with his chin in front of them and Jaehyun began to notice the subtle change in his surroundings as the sweet scent of lilies lightly enveloped him.

The elder's temple stood on the edge of the crystal-clear lake, its white stone structure blending harmoniously with the surrounding landscape. The trees with bluish leaves formed a natural barrier and were the first noticeable difference. The wind carried the soft sound of the water brushing against the shore, bringing a sense of tranquility. Still, there was something imposing about that place. It seemed to be older and filled with history.

It was then that he noticed the figure standing before the entrance. A not so tall elven with silver hair and an black attire that was not much different than what they were wearing. Barefoot and with arms exposed with slits on the sides of his pants. He seemed to be on watch. His back was straight and his hands were crossed over his body. His attentive black pearl eyes fixed on them as they approached and immediately widened.

“Y-Yuta?”

The surprise was clear in his voice as if he hadn’t expected to see the alpha there.

“Dejun.” Yuta greeted the omega casually, without a smile but also softer than usual. “I apologize for not notifying you before coming but it was an unplanned decision.”

Dejun briefly glanced at Jaehyun and then turned his attention back to Yuta.

“Oh? Really?” He cleared his throat. “I’m sorry to ask but… Do you have any permit with you?”

Yuta turned around and picked up Donhyuck who was behind him and showed him to Dejun.

“Here.”

Donghyuck smiled excitedly, swinging his legs in the air.

“Hi! I want to see my dad!”

Dejun’s eyes widened even more.

“O-oh! The warrior’s child!?”

He quickly cleared his throat, straightening his posture. The previous nervousness was replaced by immediate respect.

“Of course you can see him!”

He was quick to open the doors and enter first, guiding them inside.

The interior of the temple was as impressive as its entrance. The high ceiling supported by carved white stone columns made the space seem even larger. Rays of natural light filtered through small openings strategically placed, casting a soft, ethereal glow across the corridors. There was a spacious courtyard ahead, where some elves in light tunics walked around. Curious eyes fell on them and a slight smile formed on their faces when they saw Donghyuck marching ahead.

“Huh…” Dejun cleared his throat. “I apologize for asking for a permit. Our elder is a bit tired and doesn’t want an audience with anyone, so we have to be strict for now.”

“I can imagine.” Yuta shrugged. “I hope she’s satisfied.”

“Oh, she is. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her  in such high spirits.”

Dejun smiled slightly. His eyes shyly glanced at Jaehyun and then at the alpha.

"I'm glad."

Jaehyun could’ve sworn he saw the elven blush as he turned his gaze away with a slight smile on his lips. Jaehyun looked at Yuta, but the elven didn’t seem to notice. The two of them seemed to know each other and Jaehyun felt a little unsettled by that. 

Dejun led them to Dahyun who was in the middle of some notes when she noticed them approaching. Her cobalt eyes lit up for a brief moment before her expression turned slightly surprised.

“Yuta? I didn’t expect to see you here so early.” She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. “After a tiring trial with the elders, I thought the last thing you’d do would be to come to the temple.”

Yuta shrugged and opened his mouth to speak but before he could respond, the elven lowered her eyes and noticed the small figure beside him. Donghyuck was looking at her with a pout and arms crossed in expectation.

"Ah, I see." Dahyun smiled, leaning slightly towards Donghyuck “I suppose you came to see your dad. Am I right?”

“Yes!” Donghyuck said in an impatient tone. “Where is he?”

Dahyun chuckled softly before answering.

“He’s by the lake.” Her eyes then turned to Jaehyun with a slight smile on her face. “With the prince’s friend.”

Before Jaehyun could react, Donghyuck let out a small excited cry and grabbed his hand again, pulling him with unexpected strength.

“Come on, prince! They’re over there!”

Jaehyun stumbled on the first step but quickly matched the small elven’s hurried pace. Yuta and Dahyun stayed behind as the two of them moved through the temple, crossing a small stone path that led to a light wooden pier.

When they arrived, Jaehyun saw Youngho and Ten standing facing each other. They seemed to be engaged in a conversation but he couldn’t really hear what was being said. Their posture was casual but there was something there. Something that made Jaehyun blink a few times, unsure of what he was seeing. The way Youngho leaned slightly toward him. The way Ten didn’t pull back. But before he could think more about it, Donghyuck let go of Jaehyun's hand and ran towards them.

“Dad!”

Youngho’s face lit up with a wide smile when he saw the small elven. Without hesitation, he opened his arms, ready to receive Donghyuck who jumped into his arms without any fear. The alpha caught him with both hands, lifting him effortlessly before tossing the small omega up in the air  and caught him right after. Donghyuck laughed excitedly as if he were already used to it. Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He felt something tighten within him. He had never been received like that by his own parents. He didn’t remember ever receiving a smile as genuine as Youngho’s smile for Donghyuck.

Ten remained a bit distant. His shoulders were tense and although his expression was neutral, it seemed too rigid. He didn’t say anything but something in his posture made it clear that Donghyuck’s presence bothered him. He avoided looking directly at him, turning his gaze away whenever the little elven laughed. Jaehyun hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.

“Ten…”

He called out to him. His voice was low, testing the blond’s reaction. Ten’s eyes turned to him, but his expression didn’t change. He didn’t answer right away either. He just looked Jaehyun over from head to toe for a moment. His eyes seemed to hold a certain surprise when he saw how Jaehyun was dressed.

“My prince?”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“Uh-huh. It’s me.” He bowed slightly. “Are you alright?”

“I…” He glanced at Donghyuck and Youngho and lowered his head. “Yeah, I am.”

Silence settled between them. Ten didn’t make any move to continue the conversation and Jaehyun wasn’t sure what else to say. The blonde averted his gaze, turning his back and walking away. Jaehyun could do nothing but watch the omega’s silhouette disappear into the temple.

“Don’t take it personally.”

Youngho’s voice made Jaehyun blink. He saw that the alpha was still holding Donghyuck, who now clung to his father’s back. His little arms crossed over his shoulder while his legs dangled carelessly in the air. Youngho held his thighs firmly, supporting him as if it were the most natural thing in the world for the small elven to be there. Jaehyun turned his gaze once again to where Ten had disappeared.

“Sorry, I… I know he doesn’t want to see me. It's just… I wanted to know if he was alright.”

His voice came out more hurt than he expected. Youngho just shook his head.

“You don’t need to explain it to me. I know it very well, prince. You’re worrying for nothing.” He paused before adding. “It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk to you, he… hum, he might just be embarrassed for making you believe he didn’t want to.”

“Then…”

“Try again later.” Youngho shrugged. “Besides, he still hasn’t gotten used to Elior. A familiar face might be what he needs right now. Either way, I can assure you that everyone has taken good care of him.”

Jaehyun let out a light breath, allowing that answer to ease his mind, even if only for a moment. He turned to Youngho, straightening his posture before slightly tilting his head.

“Thank you… For everything.”

Youngho arched an eyebrow, as if he hadn’t expected that, but a small smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

“I’m just doing what I can.”

Jaehyun truly felt gratitude for the way Youngho has been helping Ten. Yuta and Dahyun approached not long after. Dahyun had a carefree expression on her face as if their presence there was as natural as the wind blowing over the lake. She talked a little about the temple to Jaehyun. All temples in Elior have that wide hall, they used to be where the wounded were brought from the war. The elders seemed to be elves that knew a lot about healing and Jaehyun could understand why Ten was there.

“Since you’re here.” She crossed her arms with a smile. “Do you guys want to stay for our brunch?”

Donghyuck, who had been calm on Youngho’s shoulders until then, raised his head excitedly.

“Is there going to be blueberry pie?”

Dahyun laughed, shaking her head.

“There will be whatever the child of our warrior wants.”

“Yay!”

She led them to a large open space within the temple, where a table had been set up under the shade of the blue-leaved trees. The location had a view of the lake, and the cool morning breeze brought the scent of the water mixed with the soft smell of the fruits and freshly baked bread laid out on the table. Jaehyun noticed that the other elves from the temple were already there, settled into their places, eating and chatting among themselves. None of them gave him a suspicious look, if anything. It seemed like Jaehyun’s presence there made no difference but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Jaehyun found it comforting to not be gazed like his presence had a greater importance. Like he was just an ordinary person.

He sat next to Yuta, watching Donghyuck happily talk with Youngho, who seemed always patient in listening to his stories, even when they didn’t make much sense. There was something so natural in their interaction. The small gestures, the way Youngho would rest his hand on his son’s back when he leaned to grab something from the table. A simple, easy and soft relationship. Something Jaehyun had never had. His gaze slowly wandered across the faces around him. Almost everyone from the temple was there.

Everyone but Ten.

The blond’s absence stood out immediately. Jaehyun felt a strange unease growing inside him. He hesitated for a moment before asking.

“Has anyone seen Ten?”

“I think I saw him in the garden a little while ago.” Kun, an elven with dark blue hair and opal eyes, replied before taking a sip of tea. “He was alone. Someone should call him. I already told him he needs to eat properly.”

Jaehyun felt a tightness in his chest. His gaze instinctively turned to Yuta and when their eyes met, the elven didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. There was a silent understanding between them. Like he was agreeing with Jaehyun wanting to go after him.

“You should be stricter, Kun.” Dahyun muttered. “Relaxing with your patients isn’t like you.”

“I can’t help it if the Vollachian is stronger than expected. He will be fine.”

The alpha shrugged and Dahyun just rolled her eyes before turning to Jaehyun.

“Bring him some food. He’s not fully recovered from his forced heat. He needs to eat.”

Jaehyun blinked.

“Forced heat?”

the elven raised an eyebrow at him.

“Yes. Isn’t that why he was brought here?”

Jaehyun frowned, confused.

“He was here for treatment.”

He looked at Yuta and then Youngho before turning his gaze back to her. Their expressions were calm, but they were silent, as if they had known the truth all along.

“Yes. Forcing his heat was part of what he had to go through. It’s the best way to do it.”

The words hung in the air for a moment and Jaehyun felt something cold spread in his chest.

“Why?”

His voice came out lower than he intended. Dahyun tilted her head slightly, her expression becoming a little more careful.

“You didn’t know?”

Jaehyun stayed silent. The answer was clear in his eyes. Dahyun hesitated and Jaehyun could almost see the consideration on her face. As if she was deciding the best way to answer but Kun didn’t have the same hesitation.

“The Vollachian was pregnant when he arrived here.”

-

He left the brunch table with hurried steps, the morning’s fresh air wasn’t enough to ease the nausea that was churning in his stomach. His chest felt heavy. Pregnant. He thought. Given the situation he found Ten in, he couldn’t even process all the horrible possibilities of what could have happened to his friend. His eyes burned as he tried to hold back the tears. 

"Why didn’t you tell me?"

He turned around. He knew Yuta was there behind him, that the scent of cherry blossoms was unmistakable. Tears fell from his eyes and his voice faltered. The alpha simply watched him and shook his head.

“It wasn't my call to make.”

Jaehyun wanted to be angry.  He wished Yuta had told him sooner but deep down, he knew the elven was right. It was something too personal. Still, the guilt gnawed at his chest like fire.

"I should have known." He muttered. "I considered him my best friend. My only friend . And I let all this happen to him. If I hadn’t been so selfish—"

"Hey."

Yuta cupped his face with both hands, his thumbs gently wiping the tears that streamed down his cheeks. His amber eyes were soft and full of care.

"Look at me." His voice sounded almost like a whisper. "You didn’t know. It’s not your fault, Peach. It never was."

Jaehyun sobbed.

"But I should have known. I should have done something."

"You couldn’t have predicted this." His amber eyes were fixed on his. "You had your own problems, your own challenges. There’s no way you could know everything that happened around you or outside that palace, especially with the restricted life you had."

Jaehyun stared at the elven for a moment.

"Why don’t you blame me?" The question came out as a broken whisper, almost as if Jaehyun were begging to be blamed. "I am to blame.”

Yuta simply pulled him into a soft kiss. The touch was brief, almost a sigh against his lips. A gesture more of comfort than desire. When he pulled away, the elven pulled him against his body in a hug.

"No, you’re not, Peach." Jaehyun felt small in his arms. He pressed the alpha tighter against him, letting the scent of cherry blossoms envelop him. “You shouldn’t force such a heavy burden on yourself. I doubt he needs anyone to blame…”

Yuta’s voice was low, almost a whisper against his hair. Then, the elven broke the embrace just enough to carefully hold his face, his warm fingers tracing the omega’s cheek.

“Or rather, what he needs is a friend and not someone to blame or feel sorry for him.”

Jaehyun felt his throat tighten with Yuta's words. He wanted to say something, maybe argue back, but he couldn't find any arguments. He knew the elven was right. Ten didn’t need his guilt. He didn’t need Jaehyun to carry a weight that wasn’t his. He didn’t need the situation to be about someone else. Jaehyun took a deep breath, blinking a few times to push back the persistent tears. His heart was still heavy but there was a strange clarity now. The omega pulled slightly away from the elven’s touch. Hands trembling slightly as he ran his fingers over his face, wiping away the tears.

"You’re right. I... should take him some food."

Yuta smiled slightly at him.

"I like this attitude better."

Jaehyun nodded, more to himself than to his husband. He gave a small smile to the alpha and they both returned to the brunch hall together. Dahyun lifted her eyes to him as he approached. There was a brief hesitation in her gaze but she didn’t say anything when he asked for a slice of blueberry pie. With a swift motion, the elven cut a generous slice and placed it on a plate before handing it to him. Kun had a curious look on him but also didn’t say anything either. Jaehyun knew very well that they were aware of his loud thoughts.

With one last glance at Yuta, Jaehyun turned and followed the stone path leading to the garden. The sound of the leaves swaying in the wind filled the silence around him and he took those few seconds to calm his thoughts. He didn’t know if it would be enough or if Ten would want to talk to him but he wanted to try.

When he passed under the small stone arch that separated the garden from the rest of the temple, he saw him. He was sitting on a stone bench, his eyes fixed on the wildflowers growing around him. The blonde seemed distant, lost in his own thoughts, his fingers playing with the fabric of his tunic. His face was calm, but there was a stiffness in his posture. He hesitated for a moment before approaching. He felt the weight of the words that needed to be said but he didn’t know where to begin.

"Uh... Hi." 

He called him shyly. His voice was lower than he would have liked but he got the omegas attention regardless. Ten turned his face toward him but didn’t say anything. However, his eyes fell on the plate Jaehyun was holding. The scent of the pie seemed to catch his attention.

"Er... Dahyun said you shouldn’t skip meals, so I... Well, I thought you might like this."

Ten blinked. He looked surprised for a moment, as if he hadn’t expected that. His gaze lingered on Jaehyun for a moment longer than usual and then he exhaled softly.

"Oh." Jaehyun almost held his breath when the other started to talk. "Thank you, this is..."

The low sound of a stomach growling interrupted his sentence. Jaehyun blinked. Ten remained still for a moment, then shifted his gaze away, his shoulders hunching slightly. He didn’t need to say anything else.

"Sorry."

Ten just raised his hands to take the plate. The blond settled back into the seat and broke off a small piece of the pie with his fingers before bringing it to his mouth. Jaehyun didn't say anything, just stood there, watching as he chewed slowly. His gaze fixed on the plate as if he was avoiding something. The silence between them stretched for a moment before the blond finally spoke, his voice sounding more restrained than before.

"I must say. I never thought I’d see the prince bring me a piece of pie on a plate."

Jaehyun lowered his head shyly.

"Sorry."

"It's not a bad thing." He smiled slightly. "It’s quite surprising to see you in Elior’s attire too. I thought you’d be scandalized by it, since you never liked showing much skin."

Indeed, he had never liked it. He never wanted to be a desirable omega for anyone. He was afraid of it. He had never forgotten the eyes of that elven in the streets of Vollachia. Invasive and hungry. It had been hard for him not to be fully covered during his teenage years and as he grew older. It was a scar from that encounter.

"It looks good on you."

"Thank you." Jaehyun blushed a bit at the unexpected compliment. "I had no choice but to wear it, Elior... huh, it’s too hot, the noble attire was unbearable."

Ten chuckled lightly.

"I can imagine."

The blonde finished the last bite of pie.

"Thanks for bringing this to me. I..." He hesitated, turning his gaze to the flowers in front of him. "I couldn’t be at the table."

The confession came out softly. Almost as if he didn’t want to admit it. Jaehyun remained silent for a moment, watching Ten’s profile under the soft light of the garden. 

"It’s alright."

Jaehyun said quietly, uncertain if he should address the topic or simply let the silence speak for itself.

"Not really." Ten shook his head. "This place feels like a dream, isn’t it? It’s different from anything I could have imagined. They never looked at me like I’m less or said anything against what I wanted to do. Quite the contrary, I got support that I never thought could exist."

Jaehyun could understand that. He knew what it was like to live in a place where support was conditional, where every step had to be calculated to avoid punishment, where their very existence was judged by rules they never chose to follow.

"But... seeing his son pulled me out of this bubble I created." Jaehyun furrowed his brow slightly. "Made me realize I was longing for something… Someone that wasn’t mine."

The silence between them grew thicker. Jaehyun felt a tightness in his chest but he couldn’t say exactly why.

"Wait..." He blinked when he realized what Ten was talking about. "You...?"

Ten just nodded slowly.

"That’s how omegas and alphas go through a heat together, isn’t it?" His voice didn’t carry shame, but there was weight in it. "He took good care of me, but..."

He didn’t finish the sentence. He didn’t need to. Jaehyun pressed his lips together, trying to process it. Youngho was bonded to Taeyong, so how could he have helped Ten with his heat? It didn’t make sense in his mind. Ten sighed, as if finally letting out a thought that had been haunting him for some time.

"I knew he had someone. I always knew. But when you’re broken and someone holds your pieces, it’s easy to forget that this person can’t belong to you." 

Jaehyun lowered his gaze. He didn’t know what to say.

"I don’t know why he helped me. Maybe because he’s a kind alpha, kinder than any other alpha I’ve met. He’s charming and always has a way of making me laugh, but..."

"He already has a mate."

Ten nodded slightly.

"I don’t understand the customs here, I don’t know what it means. I don’t know if it will affect what he’s already built but I know I’ll never be able to compete with what he has inside." He pointed toward the path leading to the hall. Jaehyun understood what he meant. He was talking about Donghyuck. "Either way, I won’t disregard my gratitude. I owe him and you a lot."

Jaehyun felt a lump tighten in his throat. Ten’s words were honest, raw. He could feel the weight they carried, the silent conflict unfolding within the blonde.

"You don’t owe me anything."

Ten chuckled lightly but without any joy

"I do."

He looked away to the flowers again. He was clearly thinking about what to say next.

"You know? My father was never a good person." He began. "Even when my sister left and died outside these lands, he didn’t change. He just got worse when he gained status because of my position as your companion. Always drinking too much, spending too much, treating others as if they were beneath him. It was natural for my mother to leave him when she found another. Someone kinder with her. Her children weren’t home after all. She had nothing to lose.”

Jaehyun stared at the blonde quietly, just listening to his story.

"When I had to leave my position as companion, I returned home. You can imagine, he didn’t take it well. He was going to lose the title, his place in the highlands and whatever prestige he believed he had. It’s not that difficult to imagine that he put all the blame on me. As if it were my responsibility. So… everything after that became my fault. It was my fault he lost everything. It was my fault my mother left him. It was my fault he lost money. It was my fault we had to move back to the suburbs, and, in the end, it was my fault he had no one." He placed his hands on his stomach. "No other would be with him. Only me, so… Ultimately, I was forced to become his omega."

Jaehyun felt tears in his own eyes. He couldn’t even feel disgusted by the entire situation. He could only think about what Ten had to endure.

"Ten..."

"Sorry." He could see the tears in Ten’s eyes. "I couldn’t let that come into this world. Not when it would only receive my hatred. My utter disgust."

Jaehyun had nothing to say. The words died on his tongue. It was disgusting and tragic.

"I didn’t know it was possible to take that away without having to give up my life with it. I was ready for that, but... I’m here now... and for that, you have my thanks."

He blinked.

"I... I didn’t do much."

"If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here today. Alive." He took Jaehyun's hand. "I didn’t have the chance to say this to you and when we were face to face, I was still weak, and I didn’t believe I was really saved that day."

"It was the only thing I could do."

"You did more than that. Because of you, I was brought here and given a second chance. That’s more than enough for me. My pri..." He shook his head. "Jaehyun."

Jaehyun only moved, crossing the small distance between them and pulling Ten into a strong hug. The blonde tensed for a moment. He was unsure how to react but then he relaxed under his touch. It was only when he felt Ten’s arms around his own body that Jaehyun allowed himself to cry. The tears came silently, warm against his skin, as he hid his face in his friend’s shoulder. He wanted to apologize. He wanted to say he was sorry, that he should have never let Ten face all of that alone. But the words refused to leave him, stuck in his throat.

Perhaps because they weren’t needed.

Ten didn't push him away. He didn’t say that Jaehyun was overreacting or that it wasn’t his fault. He clearly would never blame him. And for Jaehyun, it was difficult to accept that he wasn’t responsible for everything. That he couldn’t have stopped what had happened. Despite being a prince, he had never had any voice or power in the court. He only knew the nobles and how to entertain them. He couldn’t control anything. Sometimes he couldn’t even control how he dressed.

Ten was strong. Stronger than anyone Jaehyun had ever met.

They stayed like that for a while. The silence filled only by the distant sound of the wind rustling the leaves and the waters of the lake far off. Until, finally, Jaehyun stopped crying. When he pulled away, he wiped his eyes, drying the last of the tears. Ten watched the gesture with a calm look, in no rush to move. Neither of them spoke immediately and Jaehyun realized that they didn’t need to find the right words to say next. They had their own silent agreement.

From that point on, they would have each other's backs.

-

The way back was silent, but not uncomfortable. The sun had already passed the middle of the sky, casting a warm glow over the surrounding forest. The bluish leaves of the trees fluttered under the gentle breeze. This time, Donghyuck wasn’t there to run ahead, laughing and pulling Jaehyun by the hand. The little elven had decided to stay at the temple with his father and although Kun said It’s like dealing with two Younghos, his presence there was met with great joy by the elder’s apprentices. Jaehyun found it warming how everyone treated Donghyuck.

Yuta didn’t seem to want to ask anything. He gave him space, respecting the silence. But there was something comforting about that constant presence by his side. Jaehyun observed the elven. His expression was serene. His crimson hair moved softly with each step. His amber eyes were focused on the path ahead but his posture was relaxed, unhurried. Jaehyun felt his chest warm. He had missed him more than he wanted to admit. He could hardly believe that an alpha was the one responsible for making him feel so at ease. Even in a foreign land.

Without thinking much, he reached out and intertwined his fingers with Yuta's. The elven stopped abruptly, his eyes widening for a brief moment. Jaehyun felt his face burn and for a second, he thought about letting go of his hand and walking away but Yuta didn't back away. On the contrary, the alpha just looked at Jaehyun with a mix of surprise and something else that the omega couldn't tell what it was. The alpha then smiled slightly and they continued walking hand in hand until Yuta broke the silence.

"I want to talk to you about something."

Jaehyun's anxiety spiked instantly. He looked at Yuta with his heart hammering in his chest. It felt like they were in that moment again. The moment Yuta simply left him behind. He was expecting something like that but before he could ask any questions, Yuta gently pulled his hand, turning his palm upward and pressed something cold and metallic against his fingers.

“I wanted to go to the temple so we could have this.” Yuta muttered. “We’ve talked about it earlier and since you decided that you wanted to stay here. I thought…”

Jaehyun looked at his hand. It was a finely crafted key. Made of gleaming silver, its engravings were intricate, forming patterns that resembled leaves and branches delicately intertwined. Small sapphire crystals were embedded at the head of the key. It was beautiful. Refined. He looked up at Yuta, not quite understanding the gesture. His fingers instinctively closed around the object.

"When I left you in the village, I didn’t expect you to adapt so quickly." Yuta’s voice sounded softer than usual. "My intention was to take you to visit the other villages, to show you how we live, but the trial ended up getting in the way of those plans. Huh, I was apprehensive when I returned."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him.

"Apprehensive?"

"Uh-huh. I said I didn’t want you to hate my homeland, and then I left you alone for ten days."

"Yes, you did. I’m still angry about that."

He pouted slightly at the elven but he didn’t care anymore. Yuta just smiled lightly. 

"I've already apologized for that." He traced his finger over the key in Jaehyun's hand. "I didn’t expect you to want to stay."

"Neither did I."

Jaehyun admitted, looking away.

"That’s good." Yuta cleared his throat. "As the chosen warrior, I’ve always had a home in each of the villages. I don’t have a village anymore so… Huh, It’s their way of saying that I will always have a home regardless of where I am. I’ve always stayed at Alberich’s abode though. My family is there as annoying as they are. So… I never really considered this until now."

Those big rounded amber eyes avoided his and Jaehyun noticed. He noticed the faint blush coloring the elven’s cheeks, the subtle discomfort in his posture. He was clearly nervous. It was the first time Jaehyun had seen Yuta like this. Shy. Embarrassed. Thinking very carefully on what to say next. It made his heart beat a little faster. He looked cute. Handsome. He lowered his eyes to the key in his hand as he started to understand what Yuta was saying.

"I don’t really understand what this place has. It’s completely different from what I had in Vollachia. I feel like I can breathe better, think better, act better."

He could see that Yuta was trying his best to hold back a wide smile.

“I’m glad that it makes you feel this way.”

He held the key with both hands, thinking about the first place he considered his home. That simple house in the lower sides of highlands. The freedom he had to run the streets and go to the Great Library. The lively atmosphere of the streets and the people. It was like a corner where disaster didn’t reach them. He felt happy and excited for the arrival of the next day. All those little details he loved started disappearing as they ascended, until he completely dissociated happy feelings from the place where he lived. The palace was never his home. It was cold and oppressive just like his parents. Jaehyun didn’t believe he could have that feeling again. Not until the moment his feet touched the grass of the ground in Elior. Not until he spent those unforgettable days in that village. Even if it wasn’t with Yuta.

He looked at the elven in front of him.

“There are still a lot of things I don’t understand and I think that’s why I felt so hurt when you left me here without explaining anything."

"I know."

Jaehyun sighed.

"Every time you say that, it makes me want to punch you."

The alpha chuckled lightly.

"You can try."

He rolled his eyes. Yuta was still as annoying as ever but he liked it. He liked the way the elven was. It was like he managed to bring out the best in Jaehyun somehow. Even when he made him angry. He was like a breath of fresh air. He was something that Jaehyun didn’t know he needed.

"We don’t have to stay at Taeyong’s house. There’s no need to." Yuta shrugged. "But we won’t be far either. It’s close enough. I have no intention of taking you away from Donghyuck when he seems to adore you."

Indeed. Donghyuck had grown attached to Jaehyun very quickly. Maybe it was because of his status as a prince, but he acted naturally, as if anything that came from Jaehyun could be surprising and captivating. Far from anything that was wanted from him back in his own capital. To Donghyuck just being a prince alone already made everything better. 

“I’m sure he would be sad.”

"Uh-huh." The elven muttered. "Yeah… Huh, we shouldn’t make him sad."

Jaehyun gripped the key in his hands more firmly. It would be a new challenge for him, but he was excited about it. A place just for them. He broke into a genuine smile. A smile that showed how deep his dimples were, making the elven blush instantly. 

"I’m happy to be here in Elior. Yuta."

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He ran his hand over the door. The wood had small, smooth details, carvings that followed delicate shapes, as if tiny leaves and waves had been carefully carved there. It was a handcrafted work, made with patience and Jaehyun wondered for a moment who might have dedicated themselves to this. He looked back at Yuta who simply nodded with a slight smile on his face. He seemed to enjoy seeing Jaehyun’s curiosity in front of that house. The omega remembered it the moment they had gotten closer. Its irregular structure was similar to all the other houses in the village but it stood out because its stone details were blue instead of white.

The scent of lavender entered his nostrils as soon as he walked through the door. The air inside was light, different from Taeyong's house, which always seemed filled with the scent of strong herbs and woody incense. Lavender was a familiar scent. Jaehyun associated it with peaceful nights, warm baths, and moments of rest. Something relaxing and comforting. The house was modest, but welcoming. The polished wooden floor softly reflected the light coming through the windows. The furniture was simple, without excess or unnecessary adornments. There was a vase of lilies on the table. The fireplace seemed large enough to warm the house during winter and the shelves were empty, leaning against the wall, waiting for something to make the space feel more personal.

Jaehyun observed carefully, still not knowing how to feel. A home. A home just for him and Yuta. It seemed like a big responsibility. He didn’t know how long he stood there, just absorbing everything, until he felt Yuta’s warm touch on his waist.

“Did you like it?” 

Yuta asked, almost whispering in his ear. Making the hairs on the back of Jaehyun’s neck stand up.

“It’s… very pretty.”

He said shyly. Yuta gave a small smile, clearly satisfied and then slowly removed his hand from his waist.

“There’s barely any difference between this house and the other houses in the village. Even though I’m the chosen warrior, there’s no real difference in how we live unless I become Alberich or an elder.” He shrugged. “I was about to say that you wouldn’t have the same privileges as in the highlands, but, since you adapted so quickly to the village, I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”

“R-right.”

Jaehyun smiled slightly. He was really happy about that.

“I see you like it.”

Yuta raised an eyebrow and moved closer to him. Amber eyes looking into his but slightly straying to his lips. He seemed proud of Jaehyun for some reason. Jaehyun could tell by his tone of voice, the way he looked at him, and the way he touched him.

“There’s no denying that I like it.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip, a teasing gesture for the elven. He noticed Yuta’s focused gaze on his lips, but before they could get any closer, a clearing of the throat echoed through the house.

“So, what do you guys think?”

Taeyong asked with a smirk on his face. He knew exactly what he had interrupted. He was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.

“I see it’s no surprise that we decided to stay here.”

Yuta raised an eyebrow at the omega who just shrugged.

“Well, it was already written all over your face. Besides...” He licked his lips. “Taemin came by earlier, he's the one responsible for those lilies on the table.”

The blonde pointed his chin toward the vase on the table. The Lilies. Jaehyun turned his gaze to the flowers again, wondering if they were the ones responsible for the pleasant aroma in the house. He recalled the calming effect those flowers had. Just like the ones Sana had brought for his Name Day. He bit his lower lip, wondering what that meant.

“Taemin?”

Yuta’s expression turned serious for a brief moment.

“What?” Taeyong raised an eyebrow. “He wouldn’t come to the village just to see me. You know that. He was curious about the days the prince spent in my house.”

He looked at Jaehyun with a smirk on the corner of his face.

“Why did he want to know about me?”

He asked curiously.

“You’re a Vollachian prince. That alone is enough.” Taeyong sighed. “The news of your arrival has already spread among the villages. In this village, everyone is more welcoming but don’t think the other villages and warriors will accept you that easily. Just because you adapted quickly doesn’t mean you’ll be recognized as one of us.”

That hurt. But it was an undeniable truth. Jaehyun was an outsider. A Vollachian dressed in Elior clothes. His attire might help him blend in with the surroundings easily, but it didn’t erase who he was or where he came from. It was expected that there would be those who questioned the presence of a human there.

“It was never my intention to force myself to be one of you.” He bowed his head to Taeyong. “I apologize.”

Taeyong stared at him for a moment before turning his eyes to Yuta.

“There’s no need. Taemin was just being what he’s always been, a rodent.”

“But a rodent isn’t a rodent without a master.”

Yuta crossed his arms, and Taeyong shrugged.

“Probably Ishihara’s doing. As I said…” He pointed at Jaehyun. “Your presence in Elior is no secret. Everyone knows. Many are curious about you or are skeptical about how you are adapting to Elior. In any case, until the Vollachian diplomats arrive, you will be the target of their questioning."

“I see the trial wasn’t enough.”

Taeyong nodded toward Yuta and Jaehyun felt his chest tighten. He was still being watched. Things hadn’t really changed. But, in any case, even if he was being observed, at least he could breathe and have more freedom. That was what mattered.

“The diplomats still haven’t arrived?”

Taeyong shook his head negatively.

“No, at least that’s what I got from Taemin. I don’t really like political games.”

“Father said Vollachia is preparing a capable group to come to Elior.” Yuta continued. “Head Alpha wants to use this opportunity to strengthen the alliance even further and try to make up for the mistakes regarding my stay at the court.”

Jaehyun pressed his hand to his chest. The court. At that moment, he remembered his siblings. He wanted to know how they were doing under Head Omegas trickery. The past few days he had been so dedicated to getting used to the situation he was in that he hadn’t thought about them. He missed them.

“I thought they would arrive shortly after us. Lord Doyoung even offered himself as one of the diplomats.”

“Either way, I’ve heard they should arrive in time for the festival.”

“Festival?”

Jaehyun asked and Taeyong looked at him as if he had asked something absurd.

“It’s the summer solstice. Every year, the elders and the Alberich hold a grand festival for all the villages.” Yuta said in a tone that seemed slightly excited. “It’s good we made it back in time.”

“There’s still plenty of time until then, Yuta.” Taeyong chuckled lightly. “Donghyuck wants to participate in the duels this year.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He knew that Donghyuck had been training with Taeyong for as long as he could remember, and even though he was small and cute. He was talented in the arts of the staff and spear. Like his appa. Still, imagining the little seven-year-old elven dueling with another was… odd and it left him worried.

“Isn’t it dangerous?”

Taeyong gave a wide, confident smile.

“For Donghyuck’s opponent? Yes.”

Yuta placed a hand on Jaehyun’s shoulder in a gesture that seemed meant to calm him. His eyes were soft, as if he understood his concern.

“It's just friendly duels, Peach.”

“Oh.”

“You should prepare yourself too, prince.” Taeyong raised an eyebrow at him. “The other warriors will want to see you and get to know you on that day.”

Jaehyun swallowed. That sounded intimidating.

“They will?”

“Well, you’re Yuta’s husband.” Taeyong said harshly. “Whatever that means, everyone has doubts about the prince promised to the chosen warrior. Of course, they’ll want to see if you’re someone worthy of him. If not, the other warriors might not be as welcoming as I’ve been. Although,  my receptiveness was due to the fact that Yuta asked and Donghyuck likes you."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He didn’t need to hear it again. It was clear that Taeyong didn’t like his presence in his home. That was clear to him already.

“Anything else you want to share, or are you just trying to provoke my husband , Taeyong?”

Yuta said in a slightly sharp tone, noticing how Jaehyun had withdrawn after the blonde’s words. Taeyong stared at him for a moment. The alpha’s reaction clearly surprised him.

“I just wanted to know about Donghyuck.”

“He decided to stay at the temple with Youngho.  I guess that's no surprise."

“Indeed, it’s not.”

“Ten—” Jaehyun bit his own tongue. He didn’t know if Taeyong had any idea that Youngho had helped Ten with his heat. Probably not, and it wouldn’t be from Jaehyun’s mouth that he’d find out. “...Donghyuck seemed really happy to see his father. Dahyun said they shouldn’t be long to come back.”

“I know. He misses Youngho a lot whenever he’s not around. They’re very close.” Taeyong sighed. “Anyway, from what I’ve heard, he should have finished his task by now. Is your friend okay?”

He smirked in his direction and Jaehyun froze. Did he know? The omega didn’t have time to ask. The elven’s citrine eyes were curious, waiting for Jaehyun’s reaction to that comment.

“Oh… Uh, yes. He is.”

“That’s good.” Taeyong then turned his back to them. “Should I expect you later for dinner? I imagine a house with two people who have no talent for cooking isn’t ideal.”

Jaehyun blinked. He hadn’t thought about that until now. Yuta looked at him, but it was clear the elven knew that was true. They didn’t need to respond though. Taeyong let out a light laugh.

“I’ll be waiting for you guys then.”

He turned and left. Yuta and Jaehyun looked at each other for a moment, both of them a bit embarrassed even though they didn’t say a word. They giggled together after a second and Jaehyun expected the elven to want to continue where they had left off, but that wasn’t the case. They then explored the new house a little more before joining Taeyong a little earlier that night.

The elven was preparing dinner and asked Jaehyun to help. He was hesitant but did what he said. His mind was still conflicted about the blonde. The omega had mentioned more than once how it seemed like he felt Jaehyun was a burden to him and the last thing the prince wanted to do was reinforce that idea. He simply did what the elven asked diligently and didn’t say anything.

“You’ve been very quiet today.” Taeyong broke the silence, his evaluative gaze falling on Jaehyun. “Did something happen?”

Jaehyun looked at him for a second. For a moment, he wanted to say what was really on his mind but then he looked away.

“Uh, nothing. It’s okay.”

Taeyong raised an eyebrow at Yuta, who was sitting at the table waiting for them. According to the blonde, Yuta really had no talent in the kitchen and was banned from getting near it, at least in his house. So, the alpha could only sit and wait for them.

“You’d better be treating him well, Yuta.”

Yuta looked at them with a curious gaze.

“Are you actually concerned about a human, Taeyong?”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip, and Taeyong didn’t respond. He simply shrugged and turned his attention back to what he was doing. The lack of response to that question could be yet another sign that Jaehyun actually bothered him.

After that, it was as if the night passed by quickly. They briefly talked at the table, where Taeyong mentioned a bit more about the festival. Apparently, everyone in Elior was eagerly awaiting the festival. Yuta said it was the time when the capital was at its peak. He seemed excited about it, and every time he spoke about it, his face lit up slightly. Jaehyun was curious to know why, but Taeyong said that the redhead was getting too eager and that they weren’t even close to the solstice yet.

Despite his uneasiness, dinner was pleasant enough for Jaehyun to relax.

"Your mind has been a bit loud since we got back."

Yuta said as he gently stroked Jaehyun's black hair. They were lying on the bed in their new room. It was more spacious and comfortable. The duvet was soft, and the sheets were light, but they didn’t feel strange at all. Quite the contrary.

“Is there something that matters?”

Jaehyun lightly ran his hand over the elven’s chest.

“A little, I guess.”

“You guess?” Yuta replied with a slight smile on his face.

“It’s nothing, uh… I was just thinking that I need to learn how to cook.”

The alpha raised an eyebrow at him.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Considerate.

But that wasn't what Jaehyun wanted. He wanted to make himself useful in some way. He didn’t want to have to depend on others for food. It was something that had been growing inside him and he only saw it as necessary now that they had that house, just for them… or rather…

“I want to. I… I don’t think Taeyong likes me very much. I don't want to bother him any more than I already have and I certainly don't want us to have to go to his house to feed all the time.”

He felt a slight buzzing coming from the alpha's chest. As if he had enjoyed hearing that.

“Taeyong can be a bit harsh with his words, you shouldn’t take it too seriously. He’s probably missing Youngho too and that makes him less friendly. When they see each other again, everything will be fine.” He moved his other hand to gently stroke Jaehyun's face. “Is that all?”

Jaehyun stared at the elven for a moment. There were other things he wanted to ask him. The sword vow was in his mind ever since Taeyong talked about it but he didn’t know how to bring that up. At the same time, he didn’t know if he wanted to hear the answer. Something inside him wanted it to be exactly what it meant to be.

“Uh-huh.”

He nodded slightly.

“Dahyun is probably going to send someone to help us in the next few days, you know?” The elven said softly. “It’s common for the elders' apprentices to bring supplies for the warriors. If you’d like, when this person comes, I can ask for someone to help you with the cooking thing.”

Jaehyun blinked.

“Really?”

“Uh-huh, are you sure you want that?”

“I am. I… I need to be useful.”

The alpha smiled.

“I like this new confidence of yours, Peach. It suits you well."

He approached their faces and gave him a quick kiss. Jaehyun blushed and hid his face in the elven’s neck. They stayed silent for a moment, simply comfortable in each other’s embrace. Jaehyun liked that. The feeling of Yuta’s bare torso against him, his fingers tracing lightly over the alpha’s chest. The scent of cherry blossoms so close and comfortable.

“Tomorrow, I want you to show me what you know about the sword.”

Yuta said, his lips gently brushing Jaehyun’s forehead.

“Oh, why?”

“Well, you asked me to teach you. I need to see what you know. Is that a problem?”

Jaehyun didn’t pull his face from the elven’s neck, but he was sure Yuta could see his ears turning a little red. He felt embarrassed about having to show what he knew because Yuta would certainly spot every flaw in his posture easily but he also wanted to hide the slight smile forming on his face. He was looking forward to it.

“Uh, okay.”

-

The light morning breeze brushed against his skin as he moved, slowly waking up. His body reacted to the emptiness beside him before his mind could even process the absence Jaehyun slid his hand over the space where Yuta should have been, frowning with his eyes still closed. Even though he had spent ten days without the elven, it was easy for him to get used to the comfort of lying on the alpha's chest again. It was strange waking up without feeling his warmth. Even stranger was the fact that he hadn’t noticed when Yuta left.

The alpha was outside when Jaehyun came down the stairs. Their new house was still silent and the first rays of sunlight filtered through the windows. He heard the echo of a soft conversation coming from the entrance. He approached a little but stopped when he saw Yuta in front of the door, engaged in a conversation.

With Dejun.

That elven with silver hair that was in front of the temple the other day. He was standing just a few steps from the alpha, hands clasped in front of his body, holding a box similar to the ones Dahyun used to bring to Taeyong's house. He said something too quietly for Jaehyun to hear, and Yuta smiled as he took a box from his hands.

Jaehyun bit his lip.

He had no reason to interrupt. Dejun and Yuta seemed to be old acquaintances. At least that’s what Jaehyun had noticed the first time they saw each other at the temple. They could have been friends for a long time, or just someone Yuta had known before coming to Vollachia. Either way, Jaehyun shook his head to push away the intrusive thoughts, trying to ignore the inexplicable discomfort growing inside him at that scene. His feet moved instinctively, and Dejun was the first to notice him. His black pearl eyes sparkled under the light of the rising sun, and he bowed slightly.

“Oh, hi… prince.”

His voice sounded soft, almost hesitant, as if he had forgotten that the house was also Jaehyun's. He stopped beside Yuta, feeling out of place but maintaining a straight posture. Dejun then turned his attention back to the alpha in front of him.

“Well, I should go. I’ll talk to Dahyun about what we discussed, don’t worry.”

“Thank you, Dejun.” Yuta smiled again at the omega, and Dejun blushed. Really blushed. Jaehyun’s eyes weren't deceiving him. “I hope to hear from you soon.”

Dejun nodded and turned to leave. Jaehyun watched his silhouette quickly blend into the chaotic morning of the village, and then Yuta guided him back inside.

“Did something happen, Peach?”

Yuta asked with curious eyes on him.

“Oh, It’s nothing.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip slightly. Trying to hold back his thoughts about what he just saw. “What’s this?”

“Dejun brought us some supplies. We need to survive, don’t we?”

He grabbed an apple and tossed it towards Jaehyun, who caught it mid-air. The elven seemed satisfied with his reflexes. He shifted his gaze to the fruit in his hands. The apple was shiny and soft, seeming to have far more life than the fruits he’d eaten back at the palace.

“I think so.”

“You think so?” Yuta raised an eyebrow at him. “Did you sleep well?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“That’s good to hear. You didn’t move when I got out of bed. I didn’t want to wake you up.”

Oh.

“I noticed.”

He said it almost as a mumble, which made the alpha tilt his head slightly in curiosity.

“Did you want to wake up with me by your side?”

Yes.

“No. It’s fine.” He shrugged and turned his back to the elven, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks. “I just thought it was strange.”

“I see.”

Jaehyun could feel the weight of the amber eyes on his back. But he didn't want to satisfy his curiosity either.

“I made some arrangements in the backyard. You should take a look.”

Jaehyun spun the apple in his hands, distracted, trying to push away the useless thoughts that kept appearing in his mind. He knew the elven was noticing that which made him even more annoying. Walking away from him at that moment seemed like the best option.

“Oh, okay.”

He replied, his voice far too casual to sound natural. Yuta fell silent for a moment, but didn’t press him further.

When Jaehyun went to that area, he found the space organized differently. Some training stands had been set up. In the center, two wooden swords rested on a small makeshift stand, the golden morning light reflecting off the light varnish that covered the smooth surface of the training blades. Some marks on the ground indicated that Yuta had already tested the space, maybe making sure the terrain was suitable. He knew how to identify that because during the days he spent at Taeyong's house, they skipped training for a day because it had rained. The blonde had pressed his feet into the grass to test it and then said that even if they placed a mat over the grass, it wouldn’t be an ideal terrain.

He approached the objects and ran his hand over them. He realized he had missed this. The routine he had established while staying at Taeyong's house was something he had come to enjoy, but since Yuta had returned, that routine had shifted a bit. He finished eating the apple and took a deep breath before starting his stretches. This was also something he had learned to enjoy doing in the mornings, though this time he didn't have Donghyuck by his side motivating him with silly words. He then grabbed the wooden sword and began slowly, moving carefully, recalling the movements that Taeyong had shown him. Each step, each strike, each body rotation. At first, his movements were stiff, but soon his body adjusted to the rhythm again. He was used to it a little bit. He felt himself improving. His strikes were firmer, his balance more stable. 

The air was cool, but the light layer of sweat on his skin warmed his muscles as he moved. The wooden sword sliced through the air with a soft sound, each strike echoing in the tranquility of the backyard. But then, a shiver ran down his spine. He noticed the figure standing silently in front of the door, amber eyes watching his movements intently. Jaehyun tried to ignore him to focus on the movements but Yuta's presence was something difficult to ignore. Especially with the look he was giving him. He then stopped moving. His cheeks burned and the elven let out a soft sigh.

“Please, continue. I was enjoying the view.”

Yuta said with his voice low but it still sounded like a teasing. Jaehyun pouted slightly.

"It's hard when people are staring at me.

“But I need to see you to know your flaws.”

He knew that was true, but still, he felt hesitant. The elven stared at him for a moment. He was clearly thinking on the words he would say next.

“Why do you want to learn, Peach?”

“W-what?”

Yuta crossed his arms over his chest and leaned his back against the house wall.

“Everyone needs a reason to hold a weapon. Even in times of peace, we always have a reason.” For a moment, his gaze wavered. He lowered his eyes, as if lost in a memory. “It was something my Appa taught me.”

Jaehyun ran his fingers along the wooden sword. It was the first time he heard Yuta talking about his Appa, the way he said the word only showed that it wasn’t something the alpha usually likes to bring up. It only made that question feel like it mattered more than it seemed to be and he hesitated. Part of him wanted to step back, to push those memories to the back of his mind, where he always kept them but he felt like he should give him a meaningful answer.

“There was a time when fear was the only thing I knew.”

The words came out low, hesitant, as if they were breaking something inside him as they were spoken aloud. He remembered. The suffocating heat of the flames. The smell of smoke burning his throat. The furious scream. The chaos around him, people running, hungry vile eyes fixed on him. The feeling of being too small. Too weak. Unable to do anything but tremble.

“I... I couldn’t leave my room. I couldn’t talk to anyone. I couldn’t stop feeling helpless. Even… even though I was just a child back then.”

He sighed and raised his gaze to Yuta.

“Commander Yunho started courting my brother. He wasn’t a commander at the time, but he was already training to be one. You said yourself he had talent. You can imagine.”

“Indeed.”

Yuta nodded, but didn’t elaborate. He was giving Jaehyun space to continue.

“Our parents liked him, or rather, they didn’t care about his position at first. Maybe they thought it wouldn’t last. But when they realized Yunho was serious, their attitude changed. Still, they didn’t forbid it. Instead... they used me.”

“Used?”

Yuta’s voice came low, almost a contained growl.

“Uh-huh. He could only meet with Yunho if I was with him.” He remembered his mother’s words. At the time, she wrapped them in kindness. A deceptive softness. Now, Jaehyun saw more clearly. Perhaps his mother was never a loving person. "Jaejoong didn’t mind. He took me with him, even when I barely spoke. He was patient. And Yunho… Well, he didn’t pressure me either."

Jaehyun always stayed in the corner. Silent. Hidden. Making his presence as minimal as possible. He didn’t intend to bother them. But then one day, he saw it. He saw Jaejoong holding a real sword.

“One day, I saw Yunho simply teaching Jaejoong. It was just… insane. We omegas aren’t allowed to do that in Vollachia. I’m sure you know well the difference between alphas and omegas in my capital. But… back then, the war was still going on, so it wasn’t really a big problem, though it had to be kept hidden."

“How old were you?”

Yuta asked curiously. Jaehyun looked at him and looked away.

“Eleven.” He smiled faintly but his voice came out quieter than it should have. “Jaejoong convinced him to teach me. He saw that I had some interest in it. I think he saw it as a chance to bring me back… Kind of worked, didn’t it? Yunho taught me the basics, and it gave me some security. It sparked my curiosity, and each time I got to have that moment with them, I felt more alive. Safer, or rather, less helpless.”

The elven's amber eyes were comforting. His expression held no pity but kindness and perhaps even a stronger affection. It was as if hearing that story had meant something significant to him. That was his response to Yuta.

“It's a good reason.”

Jaehyun blushed.

"W-well, it was only for three years. Joong came of age and then married Yunho. Things changed after that, and I couldn’t be a part of it anymore and I believed they stopped. It was fine. We were deep in the highlands, too blended with the court to do anything ‘outrageous’ for omegas."

A silence lingered between them for a moment until the alpha let out a soft sigh and walked over to him.

“Show me your stance.”

He hesitated but obeyed. Yuta observed him for a moment and then Jaehyun felt a shiver run down his spine. The elven pressed his chest against his back, one hand firmly resting on his waist, the other fitting over his own, guiding the position of the wooden sword. Jaehyun’s heart raced with the proximity. Yuta’s breath was light against his ear, only making him feel more tense. It seemed like an eternity before the other finally pulled away.

"Your posture is good... but still tense."

Jaehyun cleared his throat, trying to hide how much that moment affected him.

"Huh, I think... I think Taeyong said something like that."

Yuta crossed his arms.

"Taeyong might see the It but he has terrible posture himself. He’s too open whenever he holds a sword. He wouldn’t be able to show how to correct it properly."

Jaehyun pouted, almost without realizing it.

"You don't have to scold me."

"I'm not." The alpha shrugged. "But I can’t go easy on you."

He was right. 

“Fine.”

Jaehyun shook his head and adjusted his posture again. This time, the elven raised an eyebrow slightly. He seemed to be surprised. Jaehyun smiled proudly. He had clearly gotten the position right in his first attempt but then Yuta placed his hand on his arm and moved it a few centimeters and also used his own foot to make Jaehyun move his.

"Again."

-

In the first few days, it was all about the basics. Yuta got straight to the point, pointing out the flaws in Taeyong's teachings with a  sharp honesty. He was technical, meticulous, and seemed determined not to miss a thing. For Jaehyun, it was strange at first. Being under the watchful eye of someone who not only wanted to see him improve but demanded it. Yuta didn’t spare him and maybe that was exactly what made him want to keep going. Maybe that was what made training with Yuta feel so... good.

Not that Jaehyun thought Taeyong was a bad instructor. On the contrary, if it weren’t for him, Jaehyun might not have sparked that interest again. But there was something Taeyong couldn’t offer. Something Jaehyun only understood when he felt Yuta’s firm hand on his back, aligning his posture with a simple gesture. It made his body feel like it was an extension of the sword he wielded. Jaehyun could perform his movements more fluidly and it brought him a satisfaction he couldn’t feel before. Yuta was always paying attention to him. He didn’t mind pressing his body close when he needed to demonstrate how to move. The heat of the proximity, the deep tone of his voice so close to his ear. When the alpha said, “You did well” with that half-smile, Jaehyun just wanted to pull him closer.

It was almost an invitation. Almost a trap.

And sometimes, maybe, Jaehyun would intentionally make a mistake just to hear the soft correction from the elven. He hated himself for acting that way but quickly forgot about it when Yuta was already adjusting his posture again. It wasn’t easy to admit but Yuta’s stance while teaching, his gaze, his voice, his whole being… It was quite hot.

In one of those moments, after a poorly executed swirl, Yuta moved behind Jaehyun. With one arm, he held his wrist. With the other, he guided the curve of his hips, adjusting the weight of his body with a light pressure. Jaehyun felt his breath catch in his chest. It wasn’t the first time Yuta had touched him that way but there was something different in that moment. Maybe it was the silence between them or the way the alpha’s fingers lingered a second longer than necessary on him. Maybe it was the way Jaehyun didn’t realize at first that his own body was leaning toward the touch unconsciously.

“Now.” Yuta muttered. His calm voice was too close and sent a shiver down Jaehyun’s spine. “Let the strength come from here.”

He said, pressing lightly on the center of Jaehyun's stomach. Jaehyun nodded quickly or tried to. His mind struggled to stay focused on the training. The pressing of the elven fingers in his belly made him feel hot. He was too aware of the heat radiating from Yuta's hands, the scent of cherry blossoms he carried, the tranquility that contrasted with the restlessness he caused inside the omega.

“Breathe.”

Another instruction came and Jaehyun obeyed, because it was all he could do. When they finally pulled away, the space between them felt even heavier. Jaehyun lowered his gaze, pretending to examine the sword and Yuta didn’t say anything like nothing had happened.Like he hadn’t made Jaehyun’s heart beat too fast for his own chest. The omega didn’t know what to do with that. He didn’t even know what he was feeling, he only knew that he wanted to keep going. That he wanted Yuta there, close. That he was happy to be doing this with Yuta. He wanted to train more. He wanted to keep feeling his warmth even when they’re not on their shared bed.

Training aside.

It took a while before someone from the temple was finally sent to help him with the cooking.

That morning, he had gone out for a walk around the village. The sky was clear, the market bustling with voices and the smells of fresh bread and ripe fruit. He lingered a bit longer than he should have, without really realizing it. Maybe he liked being able to wave at the elves who looked at him with curious glances. They didn’t try to hide it, they just waved back and smiled at him, as if Jaehyun’s presence wasn’t truly a bother. It made his heart feel lighter and warmer. He really liked being there. Some of them often gave him a few gifts to bring home for the ‘chosen warrior.’

Earlier, said chosen warrior had been called to help a family on the outskirts of the village. An omega claimed that only the Yuta could fix the broken fence or something like that. A clearly made-up story. Jaehyun didn’t believe half of those words. The elven who had come to call him smiled too much, touched him too much. She seemed to see Yuta as more than just a warrior. The way she clung to his arm bothered him. 

It bothered him a lot more than he would like to admit.

He tried to push the thought away as he approached their house. It was then that he blinked slightly, just to make sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. A slender, blonde figure, holding a wooden box, dressed in black like the elves from the temple. Standing right there in front of their house. Jaehyun’s heart stopped for a moment.

"Ten?"

The omega hesitated for a moment.

"Huh, hi!"

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, Dahyun said the chosen warrior needed someone to help with the cooking at his home. I assumed you were going to be here as well since you're married and all.”

There was hesitation in his voice.

"Oh, but… Are you okay? Are you sure you want to do this?"

Ten smiled lightly.

“I’m fine, my… Huh, Jaehyun.” He cleared his throat. “Kun said my recovery is complete and that I could dedicate myself to any task I wanted. That’s when I heard about this. The other elves were excited to come, but Dahyun thought it would be better if someone close to you, and not to the chosen warrior, came.”

“Oh, I see. I mean, Taeyong might have said Yuta’s a mess in the kitchen.”

“I’ve heard about that too. Apparently, he’s a great warrior but shouldn’t go near a kitchen.”

Jaehyun held back a laugh. It was funny to imagine.

“I also…” Ten seemed shy. “I thought you might miss Vollachia’s cooking, so I figured… Perhaps it would be good to come.”

Jaehyun blinked a few times, almost as if he wanted to make sure this was real. The wind lightly tousled Ten’s blonde strands and the sun made his skin even paler, almost ethereal. It was strange. After everything, he still looked the same and, at the same time, very different.

“You were right.” He said, giving a slight smile. “It’s good to see you here.”

“Thank you. Should we go inside?”

“Oh, please.”

Learning from Ten was a bit difficult at first. Maybe because he talked about so many things in a short amount of time, it was hard for Jaehyun to keep up. But maybe it was just because he never saw the omega this talkative before. Ten was meticulous but patient. He would repeat the instructions with a calm smile whenever he noticed Jaehyun seemed confused.

It wasn’t Jaehyun who made the meal, though. Ten said that he wanted to make lunch for them first as a thank you for being responsible for bringing him to Elior. Jaehyun felt his chest tighten, but he didn’t feel sad. On the contrary, hearing that made him warm. In the end, he managed to do something for Ten. He managed to help a friend.

It was at that moment that Yuta appeared. Silent, as always. But Jaehyun felt his presence even before he saw him. His curious amber eyes lingered in a corner as if he wanted to know what they were doing or help with their needs but never really making himself known. He seemed to not want to disturb their moment.

"I have to say, I thought it would be more challenging."

Ten said while watching Jaehyun chop the vegetables with precision and Jaehyun simply raised an eyebrow at him.

"Really? Because I’m a prince?"

Jaehyun pouted, and the other nodded.

"Yes? you even know how to cut vegetables properly, it's quite surprising. Considering that at court you had everything handed to you."

"I know, right? But since I arrived here... things have been different, really different."

"I can see that."

"Peach has been doing his best."

Yuta made his presence known with that comment and Jaehyun just blushed. Ten looked at the elven and gave a slight bow but Yuta just shook his head in negatively. There was no need for those formalities there.

"I could offer my help, but I imagine Dahyun has already told you about the disaster I am.”

"She kind of told a story about you trying something and ending up with two broken bowls and a fireplace with uncontrollable flames."

Yuta sighed and Jaehyun held back his laughter with all he could. It really was a sight he would like to witness. Seeing the imposing warrior prince struggling in the kitchen.

The alpha seemed to open his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the front door opening. Donghyuck appeared with a confident smile on his face, hopping over toward them. He stopped to fist-bump Yuta, then continued until he stopped at the corner of the table. His citrine eyes shining with curiosity.

"Hey, Prince! And Tennie!"

"Tennie?"

Jaehyun looked at Ten, who just shrugged.

"He started calling me that at the temple. I think it's cute." He cleared his throat. "Hey, Donghyuck. How are you? I thought you'd be at home with your Appa. Didn't you miss him?"

"I did! But I just need a hug from him. I'm fine now. What are you doing?"

Jaehyun watched their interaction in silence but realized Donghyuck was talking to him.

"Oh, we’re cooking."

"Oh? Really? Should I bring Appa too? He definitely wants to taste the first meal the prince makes."

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow. Taeyong didn’t even like him that much.

"No, he doesn’t."

"Yes, he does!"

Yuta giggled and ran a hand through the little elven’s brown hair.

"Well, he can wait. The first person to taste it will be me."

Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn and Ten just chuckled softly.

"Sorry to disappoint you today, but I’ll be the one cooking."

Donghyuck just made a thinking expression and then shrugged.

"Well, I like your cooking, Tennie. Can I eat here?"

“You should ask the prince. It’s his house after all.”

Donghyuck put both his hands on his own waist.

“Can I eat here, prince?”

"Where’s your appa?"

Jaehyun asked as he did the same pose as the little elven.

“Dad is at home, I think they want some time alone. Appa’s a bit grumpy, but after talking to dad, he should be fine."

"Something natural for Taeyong."

Yuta added and Donghyuck stuck his tongue out at the alpha. Ten, on the other hand, clearly shifted his posture. His eyes fell a little and he seemed to pay attention to the meal he was making again. Jaehyun didn’t ask anything but he didn’t need to think much to understand what was happening.

Despite that, it didn’t take long for lunch to be ready that day. Donghyuck’s presence brought energy to the table, and Ten, though a little quieter after his arrival, couldn’t help but smile at the little omega’s antics. Jaehyun, for his part, felt warm inside. Not just from the food but from the atmosphere, from the laughter of Yuta beside him, from how natural everything felt. Far from any other meal he shared with his family.

"Did you enjoy the company?"

Yuta asked once they were alone again. The sun had already set, and Ten had returned to the temple with a promise to come back the next day. Donghyuck, on the other hand, had left earlier to play with friends until it was time to return home.

"Yes." He looked around, trying to figure out what to say. "Did you enjoy helping that omega?"

Yuta’s gaze quickly became curious.

"Does it matter? It was nothing, she just wanted the chosen warrior in her house to show off. Many people do that."

"Show off?" He crossed his arms. "Like what? Like you were courting her?"

"The face you’re making right now is really cute, Peach. Does it bother you?"

He blushed.

"No!" He turned away. "It’s nothing. I was just curious."

"I see." The elven laughed. "I might have gotten a few books from her. Do you still like to read, Peach? I heard Head Omega once say you were an avid reader."

That caught his attention.

"Maybe. Where are they?"

"I put them on the shelf back there. I think we should start organizing things if we’re really going to stay here."

Jaehyun approached the shelf and ran his finger over the books. It had been a while since he read anything. It was a habit that faded as more court duties suffocated him.

"You’re right."

They were silent for a moment. A slightly uncomfortable and tense silence. He could clearly feel the weight of the elven's gaze on his back. He slowly turned to the alpha and bit his lip slowly but took a step back when Yuta stepped forward. They remained staring at each other for a moment until the elven took the initiative and ended any space between them. 

The kiss was a bit fervent and messy. Jaehyun's arms were around the alpha's neck, pulling him closer and closer. 

"...please." 

It slipped out without him noticing. 

"Hum? Please what, Peach?" 

Yuta muttered against his lips before kissing him again. 

"Just..." Jaehyun tried to catch his breath. "Just keep kissing me." 

"Gladly." 

They stayed like that for a while. Just kissing until they were both tired and their lips were swollen. That night, Jaehyun found it a little harder to sleep. After all, Yuta always slept shirtless next to him.

-

The lessons with Ten continued throughout the week but Jaehyun still couldn’t gather enough confidence to cook on his own. Part of it was just fear of making mistakes and the other part was the comfort of Ten’s presence. The mornings spent between light conversations, fingers covered in flour or spices had become a precious habit. He truly felt that they were getting closer. He could even tell that the blonde seemed to enjoy those moments too and he feared that, once he learned everything, those moments would simply stop happening.

There was something else though. Something that kept hammering in his head more often than he would like to admit. Yuta. Since the elven had said that he wanted to be the first to try something Jaehyun made, the expectation had settled on his shoulders.

“I’m telling you. You can do it.”

Ten said as he finished putting the filling in the pie he had made.

“But… what if he doesn’t like it?”

Jaehyun mumbled as if it were a confession and Ten rolled his eyes, but the smile on his lips softened it.

“You’re already doing well. You know that, don’t you?”

“I’m not sure.”

Ten sighed lightly.

“You’ve learned faster than I thought. Yuta already likes what we make every day, so you doing it alone won’t be any different.” He shrugged. “If anything, maybe he’ll like it even more.”

I don’t know about that.

"Huh, I don't know."

"Well, anyway, I think I'm done here."

Ten placed his hands on his hips and looked proudly at the pie. It smelled nice and It would definitely taste even better once it was baked.

"It looks delicious. Who's it for?"

Ten blushed a little but before he could speak, a knock on the door caught their attention. Youngho was leaning against the doorframe with a mischievous look on his face. His brown hair was tied in a small ponytail with a strand of braided hair on the side of his face.

"Can I come in?"

"Well, you're already inside." Jaehyun sighed. He could see where Donghyuck got his habit of entering without asking. "I thought you were with Yuta."

"Oh? Not me. Yuta met up with Dejun and they went to the temple."

Jaehyun held his breath for a second, his eyes fixed on anything but Youngho.

" Ah. Is that so?"

"Yup." Youngho cleared his throat. "Anyway, I came to check on how Ten is doing."

He smiled at the omega who blinked twice. Clearly surprised by the comment.

"Me?"

"Yeah. Just checking."

"You don't need to."

Youngho smiled.

"I know."

A tension lingered between them for a moment. Ten then picked up the pie he had just made and looked at it for a moment, as if thinking about what to say. Jaehyun watched the scene, and the pieces began to fall into place for him.

"Uh, I should head back to the temple. I’ll use their oven."

The omega said shyly and Youngho raised his eyebrow.

"Oh? You made this?"

Ten nodded but didn’t say a word.

"I see you have many talents, Ten."

The omega just looked away. Jaehyun tried to make sense of the scene. Youngho was clearly flirting, wasn’t he?

"I see it’s no use talking to you, huh, alpha?"

Taeyong interrupted as he entered the room. This only made Ten turn his back completely to them, pretending to be busy packing his things.

"Well, I think we’re having a little meeting now."

Jaehyun cleared his throat, trying to ease the discomfort of the situation but he didn’t know what to say.

"Indeed, but we were just passing by. Youngho said he hadn’t seen your friend in a while and here we are." Taeyong shrugged. "Since I was curious, I decided to come too."

Taeyong had a certain curiosity in his eyes. Those words seemed to catch Ten’s attention.

"Oh, sorry to disappoint you, but I have to go back to the temple now."

The omega avoided looking into Taeyong's citrine eyes as much as he could. Jaehyun understood why he was acting this way. After all, Youngho and Ten had shared a heat together. That wasn’t a simple thing and considering Youngho was already Taeyong’s mate, the situation only got worse. Ten had already mentioned this to Jaehyun. He said he tried to keep his distance to avoid causing any discomfort to Taeyong and Jaehyun thought it was the best thing to do. But Taeyong was just… Confusing. He seemed to know what had happened, but his reaction was… too calm. An omega shouldn’t stay calm when they find out their alpha was with someone else, right?

"I see."

Taeyong just shrugged, as if he had already expected that answer.

"Should I accompany you?"

Youngho asked with a smile on his face and Ten looked at Taeyong as if what Youngho had just said was outrageous.

"Oh, w-why would you want to do that?"

Taeyong chuckled lightly and just analyzed the blonde’s posture, just as Youngho’s did. They were clearly picking up on Ten’s loud thoughts.

"You better accept. I don’t want a sulky alpha around me because he got rejected.”

Ten and Jaehyun widened their eyes a little. Neither of them really said anything and Ten just nodded. Youngho smiled satisfied and quickly walked by his side. Taeyong leaned against the table, watching the two of them leave through the door. He was crossing his arms with a curious glow in his eyes.

“It seems like your friend doesn’t want to interact with me."

"Well..."

The blonde just shrugged.

"Too bad, he’s quite handsome."

Jaehyun stared at Taeyong who smirked at him. He was clearly pleased with Jaehyun’s confused expression.

“Your face right now is quite funny.”

"Uh, sorry." Jaehyun bit his lower lip and looked away. "It’s just... huh..."

"What? Is it weird?"

"I mean... They..."

"I know."

Jaehyun blinked.

"Wait. You know?"

"Yeah. Youngho told me about his situation." Taeyong shrugged. "I apologize for my words but it only strengthens my disinterest in Vollachia. Nothing good comes from that land."

Jaehyun didn’t know how to respond. When he thought about everything Ten had gone through, he wanted to agree. Not just about Ten, but also the dynamics of the court and its rules. He had already been in Elior for almost two months and could clearly see that Vollachia still had a lot to learn. But it wasn’t the comment about his capital that surprised him. The fact that Taeyong actually knew about Youngho and Ten. How was that possible? Jaehyun clearly remembered Taeyong talking about how important a bond was. He clearly remembers Taeyong saying he was bonded to Youngho. How could that happen?

“I… I don’t understand.”

“Don’t understand what?”

He hesitated. He still wasn't sure if he should question it.

“I thought you and Youngho were bonded.”

“We are.”

“Then…”

"I think you don't understand how deep a bond is. We’re not just mates. We’re bonded. We’re emotionally unavailable for anyone else, except for each other and our family. That doesn’t mean we need to be exclusive." He shrugged. "I don’t put a leash on my alpha, just like he doesn’t put one on me."

Jaehyun lightly gripped the fabric of his pants as he stared at Taeyong.

"So… this... huh, This is just common around here?"

“I imagine this is a big shock for you. Youngho told me how outrageous most people in Vollachia would be on the idea of their mate having someone else. Still, that’s the truth. It doesn’t mean it works for everyone though. Either way, it’s fine.” Taeyong leaned his face into his hand. “I thought you knew about this.”

“No… I didn’t know. I… I can’t even imagine it. I mean, things aren’t like this in Vollachia.” He bit his lower lip. “We just stick with the ones we marry. Like you just said.”

“I see. Still, it’s surprising.” The elven stood up and walked toward the door. “I see Dejun around here most of the time.”

Jaehyun felt his heart tighten.

“Oh? He only brings the supplies from the temple.”

“But he doesn’t have to. He’s not even an apprentice.”

Jaehyun furrowed his brow.

“He’s not?”

“No.” Taeyong tilted his head. “He’s just a regular warrior from the village. I thought you knew that.”

“I… I didn’t know. So why does he do that?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Before Yuta agreed to marry in exchange for this supposed peace. He was with Dejun."

-

Taeyong's words stuck in his mind. It all made sense now. The way Dejun blushed way too much when he spoke with Yuta. The annoying way Yuta smiled when he spoke with Dejun. Did the alpha want that? He couldn’t, right? Surely, Yuta, as an elven. He could have the desire for both but Taeyong didn’t seem to mind if Youngho slept with others, unlike Jaehyun. It wasn’t the same for them. They had married for peace. To unify two sides. An extremely important agreement. They had rules to follow and sleeping with someone else wasn’t one of them. Jaehyun was allowed to feel this way, right? They were married. Whether they liked it or not. Unless Yuta didn't recognize their marriage as it should be while they were in Elior, but that didn't make sense. Yuta seemed honorable enough to follow the rules. Yes, he was very much married. Yuta wanting others would be a break of his vows, right? It couldn’t happen. It shouldn’t happen. Unless what he felt for Dejun was strong enough that he didn’t care. But if he didn’t care, it didn’t make sense how he acted with Jaehyun, right? Surely not, right? But then there was Youngho and Taeyong. Whatever they had was weird and Jaehyun couldn’t really understand it. But they were also bonded, so apparently, they were always made for each other, regardless of whether they slept with others. Their marriage was different.

Then he felt a burning sensation on his cheek. Yuta was in front of him. Amber eyes full of curiosity and fingers gently pinching his cheek.

"Your mind is very chaotic, Peach. Did you hear what I said?"

Jaehyun looked at the alpha.

"Oh, Sorry. What?"

"I said we should stop the training for today."

"What? No. Why? We just started."

"Your attention is completely scattered and your thoughts are very loud." He crossed his arms. "Did something happen? You've been acting strange for the past two days."

"Me?" He let out an ironic laugh. "Of course not."

The elven raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, really? Tell me what I said in the last five minutes."

He looked around as if searching for an answer, but had nothing to say.

"I..."

"See?" Yuta rolled his eyes. "You're not paying attention. Training today isn't going to be worth it."

"No!" He spoke too loudly. "I mean, sorry, it won’t happen again."

He moved to hold the elven's hand, almost like a plea. Training with Yuta was one of the things he looked forward to the most in his days and he certainly didn’t want it to end early. He enjoyed the feeling that interaction with the alpha brought and he didn’t want to interrupt that because he simply couldn’t stop thinking about the idea that Yuta might have interest in someone else. In fact, it made sense if he thought about it. After all, they never... done anything. But that shouldn't be a reason for Yuta to want Dejun anyway. They-

"You’ve spaced out again."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

"Sorry… Huh, I just..." He sighed and stepped away from the elven, trying to regain his posture in front of him. "I can do this."

"If you had listened to me, you'd know I have no intention of doing basic training, you've already passed that phase."

"No?" Jaehyun blinked. "Then..."

"I can't just keep crossing swords with you without much reaction. You need a bigger challenge." He pointed his wooden sword at Jaehyun. "Try me."

Jaehyun hesitated. He knew very well that he had no chance against Yuta.

"Are you trying to make fun of me?"

The elven smirked at him.

"Do you want me to?"

He hesitated again. Yuta wouldn't do that. All the time they trained together Yuta had always taken him very seriously. Surely now wasn’t the time for him to start changing that. He stepped away from the elven and bowed slightly just like Yunho had taught him a long time ago. The elven looked surprised and did the same. Then he adjusted his posture, held his wooden sword and stepped forward. Yuta defended graciously and In the blink of an eye he was behind Jaehyun with his wooden sword tapping on his shoulder.

"Again."

He teased. Jaehyun quickly turned to strike him but Yuta defended himself and with only one hand holding the wooden sword he revoked Jaehyun's strength and then there was a tap on his belly.

"Again."

That hit a nerve and Jaehyun tried again to swing the sword and then there was a tap on his neck.

"Now you're just angry, Peach."

Annoying . he thought. Of course Yuta would be like that. He tried again and again. Every time Yuta looked at him like he was just a child. Every time Yuta tapped his wooden sword into a spot he hadn’t hit yet. Every time Yuta looked extremely handsome with that confident smirk on his face. His beautiful crimson hair moved with grace and lightness alongside his body. Movements that Jaehyun couldn’t fully replicate but he knew how he should execute them.

His body fell onto the grass after countless attempts. He was breathing heavily and his body was sore and sweaty. This was even harder than the moves he practiced with Yuta just lightly guiding him with the sword.

“I must say, you impressed me.”

Yuta sat beside him.

“You said you weren’t going to make fun of me.”

“I’m not.” The elven shrugged and made a gesture with his index finger. “One.”

“What?”

“It’s the number of times I thought you’d come close to actually hitting me.”

Jaehyun looked at him. There was no irony in his tone or on his face. Close to hitting him. Jaehyun really didn't stand a chance.

"How many did I get?"

“Five times. Your affinity with the sword is really impressive.” The elven smiled. “Did you enjoy trying to hit me, Peach?”

Jaehyun just grimaces at him.

“S-shut up.”

“I see you’re back to your usual self.” He moved his hand to brush the omega’s sweaty hair from his forehead. “Are you calm now?”

“Huh, I guess.”

“Good.” Yuta stood up. “Do you want to take a bath and go to Taeyong’s house for dinner or-”

Jaehyun bit his lip. He didn’t want to do that if he was being completely honest. His mind would just get even more filled with unnecessary thoughts.

“Actually, I’ll make dinner.”

The alpha looked at him surprised.

“Really?”

“Uh-huh.” He nodded. “I just need a bath.”

Yuta extended his hand to him.

“Can I help in any way?”

“I thought you didn’t know how to do anything in the kitchen.”

He took the other’s hand and stood up. His legs felt weak but the elven held him up so he wouldn’t lose his balance.

“I may not be fit to approach a stove, but I’m quite skilled with my hands.” He smirked. “I can cut anything with a knife.”

Jaehyun just rolled his eyes.

“Okay then.”

-

Yuta was really telling the truth. With his help, Jaehyun was able to prepare dinner faster, but at the same time, he was way more nervous about the whole thing. This would be the first time Yuta would try something made just by him, and somehow, that felt more intimidating than the start of their sword training. His body was still sore and tired, but none of that mattered. He wanted to do this. Yuta never let him do everything alone though. He always asked if Jaehyun needed help setting the table, putting out the dishes, or whatever it was. He was thoughtful. And this simple care had been happening ever since they started living together. It warmed his heart and made everything feel truly like he was at home. Their home. 

The scent of the food filled the air when Jaehyun lifted the lid off the pot and Yuta seemed to enjoy it too. He just watched as Jaehyun served the dish for him and calmly picked up a spoon. Jaehyun felt like his heart was going to explode when the elven took the first bite. He chewed slowly and then… took another bite.

"It's... really delicious, Peach."

Jaehyun blushed.

"R-really?"

"Uh-huh." Yuta served himself some more. " Very delicious."

The smile that escaped from Jaehyun's lips was almost involuntary. Wide and satisfied, showing just how deep his dimples were. Maybe he had been exaggerating before. Yuta had liked something he cooked. All by himself. A few months ago, he would have never imagined that. But now, sitting at that table, listening to the sound of spoons and the light laughter of the elven as they had a casual conversation, he felt it. He felt like he was doing something meaningful. No matter how simple it was.

“Now, I just wish we had something to drink.” Yuta commented thoughtfully. “I should have brought some apple dew.”

Jaehyun remembered.

“Oh, actually…”

He suddenly stood up, heading to one of the shelves. Yuta’s eyes followed him with curiosity as the omega grabbed a bottle.

“Uh… When you were at the trial, Dahyun brought a bottle. She gave it to me, but… it’s been a while.” He hesitated, holding the bottle against his chest. “Back then, I ended up giving it to Taeyong as a way of thanking him, you know? For helping me. But, huh… I’ve been thinking for a few days that I wanted… to make dinner.” He blushed. “Just for the two of us.”

Yuta’s pointed ears twitched a little. Very much like Donghyuck whenever he was impressed by something. His amber eyes were shining.

“You got another one just for me, Peach?”

Yuta seemed genuinely surprised. Not the exaggerated kind of surprise, but a genuine one, as if Jaehyun were offering something precious and not just a simple drink.

“Give it to me.”

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow.

“Are you that eager?”

“It’s not common for my omega to gift me something, so…” He extended his hands, with a smile that seemed wider than usual. “Can I have it?”

My omega.

Jaehyun blushed even more. A gift? It made it sound too personal, as if Yuta deserved something. And he didn’t. Not completely. Not with the whole Dejun thing. Even though… Yuta didn’t know that he was upset about it.

“Uh… I’m just giving something I should’ve given before.”

“Hmmm.” Yuta made a thoughtful expression. “So, a gift. Give it to me.”

“S-shut up.” Jaehyun pouted, avoiding his gaze. “Yeah. I guess.”

He admitted it, and the elven smiled, satisfied, and made another gesture with his fingers, inviting Jaehyun to hand him the bottle. The omega hesitated but eventually placed it in his hands. Yuta was quick to pick up a cup and take a sip. He seemed very pleased with the taste of it. Jaehyun watched him drink for a moment. His details and how cautious he was. He noticed the way his neck moved every time he took a sip. How his cheeks blushed a little. The way his plump lips sipped from the glass. How handsome he looked with that satisfied smile on his face.

"How did you get it, Peach?"

"Huh, well, I asked Ten. Since he goes back to the temple every time, I thought he might be able to get one for me with Dahyun or someone else, and he actually did."

Yuta smiled. A wide smile that made his eyes close into crescent shapes.

"I'm happy. Peach." The smile made Jaehyun’s heart beat faster. "Thank you."

The omega couldn’t really form a sentence. He was just blushing, his ears burning and truly red. He liked being praised by Yuta, indeed.

They went to sleep early that night.

He had his head on the elven's chest and those doubts resurfaced in his mind again. It felt as if whatever Yuta had with Dejun nullified everything they had so far. Maybe Jaehyun was to blame, after all, he had rejected Yuta multiple times. He deserved it if Yuta wanted Dejun back.

"Your mind’s been a bit chaotic lately. Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?" 

Yuta asked while gently stroking his black hair.

"Uh, it’s nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Uh-huh."

He felt the alpha sigh.

"I brought more clothes that Momo made the other day, but I feel like you didn’t hear me."

"Oh, she didn’t need to."

Yuta chuckled softly and Jaehyun felt his chest vibrate beneath his cheek.

"Well, you earned the spot as her model. Maybe she’ll come by before the festival to talk to you. She said she wanted you to look pretty. Though…" The elven paused dramatically. "She mentioned that your butt was a little flat."

"What!?"

"Ignore that. Your butt is cute."

"Don't be silly."

Jaehyun moved and turned his back to the alpha who simply laughed and then a silence filled the room. Jaehyun remained silent, just listening to Yuta's calm breathing. His mind wandered back to those thoughts again. Whispers too loud for him to ignore.

"You... you don’t want to be with someone else, do you?"

He asked, biting his lower lip. The elven remained silent and Jaehyun was already ready to accept that as an answer.

"Where did you get that from?"

Jaehyun didn’t turn to look at him.

"Huh, Taeyong told me about… well, you and Dejun, and how some elves…" He sighed. "You know what? Never mind."

He moved to get up and leave but Yuta grabbed his arm.

"Why are you running from me, Peach?"

“No… I just...” 

His voice cracked. 

“I thought you were smarter than that.” 

Jaehyun gritted his teeth.

“If you’re going to insult me ​​and not give me an answer then-.” 

Yuta just rolled his eyes and then pulled him in. Without warning, without hesitation. His arms wrapped tightly around him and before Jaehyun could think to resist, the elven’s lips were on his.

“I have no intention of having another, Peach.” Yuta muttered against his lips. “You’re enough to me.” 

The omega blushed but didn’t know if he should believe it.

“Prove it.” 

“Hum? And how should I do that?” 

“I… I don’t know…” 

The alpha eyes had a different kind of glow.

“Are you sure you want me to prove it?” 

“Uh-huh.” 

“Then let me.” 

He felt Yuta’s hand on his stomach, his fingers tracing a gentle line downward, unhurried. Entering the fabric of his pants with the confidence of someone who knew every limit very well. The elven's warm breath brushed his ear, making his skin shiver. Jaehyun held his breath. His heart was beating wildly, as their bodies slowly returned to the bed. Yuta wrapped his arms around him from behind. His bare torso pressing against his back while his lips found the curve of Jaehyun's neck in a kiss.

"Have you ever touched there?"

The alpha muttered in his ear as his hand was dangerous close to his pussy. Fingers slowly caressing the space between it and his belly button. Over his happy trail.

"Uh, not in a while."

"I see."

Jaehyun whimpered as Yuta’s fingers went down until it reached his clit and started circling at it. Feeling the omegas slick drool out of him. It was just a soft press at first. The slow movement of Yuta’s hand over his intimacy. He never felt his body this hot before with so little touches. He didn’t even believe he was allowing the alpha to continue with this. He whimpered a little.

"Talk to me, Peach. Do you like it?"

Yuta slips a single fingertip into jaehyun's folds teasingly, exploring beneath his clit. Testing it. Making Jaehyun release even more soft whimpers as he presses their bodies leaving no space between them. 

“Uh-huh.”

He managed to say and the elven made a sound clearly pleased by the answer.

“Good.”

Yuta’s other hand passed beneath him, holding his gown up and roughly pressing his chest. Fingers playing with his nipple as he uses the pad of his thumb to tease the sensitive spot of his pussy. Jaehyun responds with another groan, the sound muffled as he tries to suppress his growing pleasure. He felt wet but it felt good. Hot. Raw. Things he barely knew how to describe. Yuta takes his fingers and returns to the omega’s clit using his wetness, rubbing it according to the cues he picked up from Jaehyun's moans. As he intensifies the pressure and speed, Jaehyun responds with increasingly louder moans, his voice escalating in pitch.

Yuta started to move his fingers faster. It made Jaehyun roll his hips shamelessly wanting to feel more of it. All of it. The alpha guides the tip of his middle finger to Jaehyun’s entrance. The sensation leaves him almost breathless. He arches his back and feels the pressing of Yuta’s hardness against his ass. The elven grunts and then his finger was in with barely any resistance, surprisingly enough. After a while, the alpha tested If the omega could open a little more and then he put another in. Making a moan spill past Jaehyun’s lip.

“Keep making these sounds for me, Peach.” Yuta said in his ear. Other hand still pressing at his nipple. At this point, Jaehyun could barely give him a proper answer that wasn’t a moan. “Fuck. You look so fucking pretty like this.”

He slipped his fingers out and gave his nub attention again. Circular motions making him grip the sheets. Faster. Faster. Faster. 

“A-alpha.”

He managed to say and the alpha pressed his clit between his fingers and bit his neck. Not enough to break the skin but sending a shiver down his spine that made his body spasm and then Jaehyun came. Hard. He never felt anything like this before. Not by his hand even during those weak heats in his time at the palace. They both were sweaty and they should probably clean those sheets because Jaehyun knew he came way too much. His breath was heavy and felt Yuta slowly taking off his hand from his pants. He stared at the alpha through his eyelashes as the elven sucked his own finger clean. He felt dizzy. That was really really... hot. He moved his lower body a bit and felt Yutas hardness against his ass again but he was way too weak to do anything else.

"W-what about you?"

He managed to say with his weak voice and the elven sucked another of his fingers.

"Don’t worry about me, Peach." He approached his lips close to his ear. "You seem tired. You should sleep."

"Uh, yeah. I am." He was sounding way too sleepy. “But you…

“I’ll be fine.”

-

Jaehyun woke up to the soft light filtering through the windows. For a moment, everything was calm. Quiet. Then the memories quickly returned to his mind and he sat up in bed. His face burned as he recalled every detail of the previous night. Not only that. He could still feel it in his pants and on the sheets.

Yuta wasn’t there, though. He ran his fingers over the rumpled sheets for a moment, then quickly got up. He threw them into a basket and went straight to prepare his bath. Still, the memories came far too easily. The warmth of Yuta’s hands, the whisper against his skin, the way he said he didn’t want anyone else. Maybe he was being foolish all this time, with all the uncertainty about the elven. Yuta had proven himself. He clearly didn’t want Jaehyun to have any doubt after that.

He finished the bath slowly, dressed in those light clothes that he was already used to and even while running his fingers through his damp hair, he still felt his body a little shaky. He took a deep breath, trying to regain some composure. He wanted to know where Yuta was. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to talk about what happened or just see him and look him in the eyes. To get an even stronger confirmation that the previous night had truly happened.

That’s when the sound came.

First distant, then clearer. Quick footsteps. Voices. Something urgent.

Jaehyun frowned as he finished braiding a strand of his black hair. He noticed how long it was now. Not as long as any other elven but not as short as a vollachian. He adjusted the collar of his shirt and crossed the house in a few steps. When he opened the door, the fresh morning air hit him directly. But that wasn’t what caught his attention. There was a commotion outside. Elves gathered, tense, in front of Taeyong's house and there, in the center, stood the omega in front of the door of his house, holding a decorated staff. It was different from the ones he had seen at the elven’s house. It looked like an actual weapon.

He moved closer and saw Yuta on the other side. He wasn’t armed, but he was standing in front of someone while Taeyong pointed the staff in his direction but his gaze turned to Jaehyun as noticed him getting closer.

“Oh, here's the one we were waiting for.” Taeyong said sarcastically. “I apologize, but I must say it’s quite inconvenient how many Vollachians have been coming to this village lately.”

Jaehyun then looked in Yuta’s direction and the alpha merely sighed and stepped aside. The omega didn’t need any more words.

“Oh? I must say I was expecting to meet a prince, not his servant.” Doyoung took a step forward and gave a slight bow. “Anyway, my name is Kim Doyoung, current leader of House Kim and one of the representatives of the council on this diplomatic mission to Elior. I would like to request an audience with his highness.”

He bit his lower lip. There were three guards behind the alpha with the vollachian staffs at their belts. Taeyong gritted his teeth.

“If you wanted an audience with the prince, you should have gone to the Alberich’s abode. There was no need to bring your disgusting weapons to this village.”

The alpha rolled his eyes.

“I’m here solely because I was informed this is where I would find the prince.” He cleared his throat. “I apologize if I caused any unnecessary commotion, but as this is my first time in this capital, a little security wouldn’t hurt.”

Yuta remained silent. He didn’t seem to like the situation but he didn’t use his voice to contradict or support Taeyong.

“Right.” Taeyong took a deep breath and hit his staff on the ground. “Still, that doesn’t excuse this unannounced visit.”

“My apologies, great warrior.” A young elven with crimson hair bowed in front of Taeyong. “Lord Doyoung was in a hurry, he said he had important matters to discuss with the prince. I couldn’t warn you in advance because he arrived earlier than expected and the Alberich sent me as a guide.”

Doyoung simply crossed his arms and smiled without showing his teeth, as if he had been right all along. Something quite typical of him.

“To what do we owe your presence here, Lord Doyoung?”

Jaehyun asked as he got even closer to the scene. His voice had come out harsher than it should have. Maybe because seeing the alpha only brought back memories of the court. 

"Oh! Is it really you, my prince?" Doyoung raised an eyebrow as he saw the omega approach. He really hadn’t realized it was Jaehyun until that moment. "I apologize, but this is... quite inappropriate. No, no. A prince shouldn’t be dressed like this."

"My husband will dress however he pleases, Lord Doyoung." 

Yuta said firmly and the alpha looked at the elven with clear dissatisfaction.

"I see elves like to dress almost the same. I barely recognized the Warrior Prince either.” He shrugged. "Anyway, it’s good that the warrior of this village is also present despite..."

Taeyong raised an eyebrow at the alpha. Jaehyun knew very well what Doyoung was going to say but then he noticed the pressure in the air change. Taeyong gripped his staff tightly and then clenching his free fist as if he wanted his nails to cut into the palms of his hands. His citrine eyes widened for half a second before furrowing his brows completely and gritting his teeth. His gaze was filled with fury. Hatred even. It seemed like anyone who touched him at that moment would be burned.

Then everyone around them looked up or pointed upwards to the same direction the omega was looking at as a figure appeared in the sky. Its large shadow covered the village and its trees, drawing attention. Jaehyun felt a shiver when he noticed that Yuta had the same expression and clenched fists as Taeyong. It was something both warriors knew all too well, something they'd seen during the war.

Doyoung wore a smirk on his face. Clearly enjoying their reactions. It was certainly something he would brag about. Jaehyun looked at the sky and recognized it. But it was different this time. It seemed to be an air balloon. But it wasn't a simple one. It was bigger, heavier, wider, and certainly enough to travel long distances quickly.

“It’s the Vollachians.”

Taeyong hissed, sounding almost like a warning. Like it’s something dangerous. Jaehyun felt his heart tighten within him. The diplomats have arrived and with them the cruel reminder that no matter how far away he was, he still belonged to the Vollachian court.

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The tension in the air was growing heavier as the balloon slowly drifted across the sky. It didn’t land, nor did it slow down. It simply stayed there, as if its presence were part of a calculated spectacle. The sound of its whistling mechanism mixed with the wind, cutting through the clear sky with its heavy metallic structure. It hovered high enough to not be truly threatening, yet low enough for everyone in the village to notice it.

Taeyong didn’t relax for a second. Neither did Yuta. Both kept their eyes locked on the floating structure until its oppressive presence finally left the village. Leaving only the trail of tension behind. 

“Well, what a scene!” Doyoung cleared his throat theatrically. “I thought my arrival had been dramatic enough… but this…”

“What is that thing doing here!?”

Taeyong’s voice came out as a growl.

“I wonder the same.”

Yuta added and Doyoung hesitated. Despite being an alpha with a proud stance, the burning eyes of the two warriors made him take a step back.

“Calm down.” Doyoung raised both his hands. Like he was trying to calm a beast. He nodded for the guards behind him to not move, he knew very well it wouldn’t do any good. “It’s not what you think. Actually… It's a gift. For the Alberich.”

“My father knows exactly what this kind of gift means.” Yuta growled. “It’s an insult.”

“But we informed him.”

Yuta frowned.

“What?”

“We sent a messenger as soon as the decision was made.” Doyoung adjusted his collar. It was clear he was feeling hot under his heavy clothes. “The esteemed leaders wanted to present the balloon as a sign of Vollachia's loyalty to the peace. A symbolic gesture. That’s all. A prototype for Elior to study and understand it.”

“We don’t meddle with Vollachian technology.”

Taeyong growled.

“No?” Doyoung raised an eyebrow. “Lady Sana said it would be a good idea to give one of these as a gift. To show our utmost respect to the esteemed leader and our willingness to support this coalition.”

“That traitor knows nothing.” Taeyong wrinkled his nose. Jaehyun blinked, Sana had once told him they’d grown up as friends, but Taeyong’s expression didn’t match someone who had that kind of relationship with her.

“You better be telling the truth.”

“I would never lie.”

Doyoung gave a fake smile and Taeyong only rolled his head in a circular motion. The cracks in his neck could be heard clearly.

“If you’re bold enough to fly that thing around other villages just to show off, you’d better have a backup one.” Taeyong smiled. “My village is purely focused on agriculture, others aren’t like that. That thing will be shot out of the sky in no time if you’re not careful.”

“Oh? I did hear something about that from Lady Sana.” The alpha said thoughtfully. “She warned us to be careful with Lord Yongbok.” 

Taeyong bit his lower lip. He was clearly annoyed by Doyoung.

“To what do we owe your visit, Lord Doyoung?” Yuta stepped forward. “I suppose that giving up the comfort of flying over the capital means this must be something very important.”

“Indeed it is!” Doyoung cleared his throat. “As I said, may I now have an audience with the prince?”

He looked at Yuta who nodded at him. He seemed cautious, carefully observing the surroundings. The small group of elves that had gathered dispersed quietly as the balloon passed on the sky. It was the best chance to avoid another commotion.

“Alright, follow me.”

Doyoung raised an eyebrow.

“With all due respect… I said I wish to have an audience with The Prince of Vollachia, Jeong Jaehyun.”

Jaehyun gritted his teeth as he understood what the alpha wanted. It was a demand. Doyoung would not sit and talk with someone who seemed… inferior to him.

"Your demands will not be met, Lord Doyoung."

Yuta said and then pulled the omega by the hand so they could head back home.

“I see the prince doesn’t care much for the remaining offspring of the esteemed leaders.”

Jaehyun squeezed Yuta's hand tightly and they stopped. The elven turned his amber eyes to him and their eyes met. Yuta understood that Jaehyun couldn’t let that comment slide.

“What my siblings have to do with this?”

“Do I get the prince’s attention now?"

Doyoung smirked at him. There was no way to deny the request now.

The layers of his old clothes felt much heavier now than before though. The fabric seemed tighter than he remembered, or perhaps he was the one who changed. Every fold, every neatly placed clasp screamed the protocol of the vollachian court. The jacket with its golden trim, the jabot tie with the gemstone embedded in the center, each piece was more suffocating than he remembered and yet, a powerful reminder of who he was. He tugged at the tight sleeves. He didn’t like doing this for Doyoung. He wasn’t at the court anymore. There was no need for such formality, but he understood it was necessary. It was the only way to make him talk.

From the doorway, Yuta watched him. His arms were crossed and amber eyes fixed on Jaehyun. Calm, attentive and somehow comforting. He didn’t say a word but his expression said it all. He knew. He knew just how much this was costing the omega.

"D-don't stare at me like that."

Jaehyun mumbled, blushing.

"Okay." The elven smiled slightly but his gaze remained on him. "But I must say... Elior's attire looks way better on you than this. Just as I expected it to be."

Jaehyun just turned his gaze away, trying to hide the reaction behind the high collar of his tunic. How long had Yuta been thinking about dressing him in Elior’s attire?

Yuta stepped closer, his amber eyes still locked onto his. The soft touch of fingers against Jaehyun’s cheek was warm and it made him tilt his head slightly. He liked that. The elven gave a faint smile and moved his hand to gently hold a braided strand of Jaehyun’s hair.

“You did this?”

Jaehyun nodded shyly.

“Uh… Uh-huh.” He looked away again. “I know it’s not as good as yours, but—”

“No, you did really well.”

“Thank you. Huh, Donghyuck taught me how.”

“I see.”

Yuta’s eyes truly looked curious now. It only made Jaehyun’s cheeks burn even more.

"Would you help me braid mine some other time?"

“What?”

He could see the alpha blush slightly too.

“Sometimes it’s hard to do it alone. A little help would be nice.”

“Uh-huh. Okay.” Jaehyun cleared his throat, trying to dodge the elven’s intense gaze. “I should go downstairs now. Lord Doyoung is probably growing impatient.”

“He probably is.”

The alpha cupped Jaehyun’s face and pulled him into a kiss. Sweet and warm. Jaehyun simply melted into his touch and when their lips parted, he tried to calm the racing of his heart.

“Don’t let him intimidate you.”

“I won’t.”

Jaehyun walked down the stairs still feeling the taste of the kiss on his lips and the warmth of Yuta's hand on his skin.

Doyoung stared at the room as if he were inside a poorly lit cell, his eyes cold, impatient and disdainful as usual. Taeyong was there too but his presence was like a shadow. He simply stood there, near the door. Staff in hand and without interfering. The omega was clearly there just to keep an eye on Doyoung. The alpha looked at that elven and just rolled his eyes and then his eyebrows rose when he saw Jaehyun.

"Ah, very well. Now I'm seeing a prince although…" He ran his hand over the table and rubbed his fingertips as if checking for dirt in the place. “It’s a shame our meeting has to happen in a place like this.”

“You’d best restrain yourself, Lord Doyoung.” Jaehyun pulled out a chair and sat at the table. “This is not Vollachia and this home has been  kindly provided by the villagers. To insult it, especially with the warrior representative present, doesn’t seem like the kind of decision a respectable diplomat would make, don’t you think?”

Yuta smirked at the scene and so did Taeyong. They clearly appreciated Jaehyun’s words. The alpha glanced briefly at the elves before sitting on the opposite side. He was cornered.

“Very well, then. I suppose I’ve stirred up enough commotion for today. No point in wasting any more time.” He cleared his throat. “Prince Jaemin wanted to send this to his dear brother, but Head Omega wouldn’t allow it.”

He pulled an envelope from inside his cloak, twirling it between his fingers before placing it on the table with a near-theatrical gesture.

“And since I have such a kind heart, I took it into my own hands on the mission to deliver it to you.”

Jaehyun stared at the envelope. The seal bore the Jeong House insignia, but the wax color was clearly different from what they usually used. His expression hardened slightly.

“You defied Head Omega’s decision then?”

He asked coldly. Doyoung shrugged with false innocence.

“Well, Head Omega thinks she has control over everything, but that’s merely an illusion. Everyone knows the true power lies in the hands of the Head Alpha, her endeavours are only possible because of him. She has no authority by herself.” He smiled. “In any case, let’s just say this is… emotional diplomacy on my part.”

Across the table, Yuta slowly crossed his arms, his amber eyes flickering with something between curiosity and caution. Jaehyun didn’t break eye contact with Doyoung.

“I must say that emotion is not something that is expected of Kim Doyoung.”

“I simply do what must be done.” The alpha tapped at the envelope. “As someone surrounded by siblings, I know well the kind of bond that only we share. But I must admit… It was quite difficult to get a moment alone with the prince. There’s a young elven following him around like a shadow. He’s been giving the esteemed leader a bit of a headache lately.”

He allowed himself a faint smile, warmth rising in his chest. Jeno really was protecting Jaemin. Jaehyun knew very well that their mother couldn’t do anything about an elven.

“Jeno is simply doing the job entrusted to him by my husband.”

Yuta said calmly, and Doyoung raised an eyebrow at the omega.

“I see.” He gave a small bow. “Well then, I must apologize. I didn’t recognize you as someone with a thinking mind before.”

Yuta growled at his words, and Jaehyun simply adjusted his posture. He didn’t blame the alpha. After all, Jaehyun himself was responsible for the image not only Doyoung held of him.

“Is that all, Lord Doyoung?”

“Well, the esteemed leaders really want you back, but I think you’re doing way better exactly where you are.” The alpha’s eyes flicked quickly to Yuta and then back to Jaehyun. “I could be your way of speaking to your brother… behind their backs. Of course, only if you trust me enough.”

“I imagine there’s a price for that,”

Yuta muttered.

“Indeed, but I’m patient. Let’s not get into that just yet.” Doyoung smiled. “Let’s just say... connections are really what I’m all about.”

Taeyong let out a grunt from the corner.

“Seems this won’t be the last time we see each other.”

“Oh? You’re still here, esteemed warrior? My apologies.” Doyoung dipped his head slightly. “I hope the reception is not always this hostile. After all, elves have been complaining about the reception in Vollachia lately.”

“Vollachians have no reason to set foot in this village, much less show off their achievements .” Taeyong spun the staff in his hand. “But don’t worry. The Alberich’s abode is more than enough to meet the needs of a noble like you.”

“I see.” Doyoung rose to his feet. “Well, it’s a relief to know I’ll be treated with some decency and hopefully, with a little more courtesy next time. Let’s just hope the other warriors don’t behave the same way.”

“We are not bound by the rules of a government we do not care for.” Taeyong smiled sharply. “There’s no need for that.”

“I clearly—”

“Lord Doyoung.” Jaehyun cleared his throat. “I suppose it would be best if you refrained from saying anything you might regret to the warrior of this village.”

Doyoung smiled.

“Indeed, my prince.” He adjusted his tie. “Well then, I’ll take my leave. I need to speak with the other diplomats. Things will be rather busy in the coming weeks. That young elven who guided me here mentioned the city was preparing for a festival. I hope we all can have a great time.”

“That’s right.” Yuta added. “I hope you’ll take the time to respect the customs of my homeland during this time, Lord Doyoung. The Summer Solstice Festival is very important to all of us.”

Doyoung eyed the elven as he slowly twisted a ring around one of his fingers.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

He gave a brief bow and turned away. His guards were outside. The door closed and a weight lifted off Jaehyun's shoulders. He leaned back in his chair and let out a breath.

“Do you believe him?”

Yuta took the envelope in his hands to examine it. Jaehyun sighed and loosened the jabot from around his neck.

“He didn’t ask for anything to prove he was serious, not with all the words at least.” He glanced at the jewel on the jabot. “I’ve seen him negotiate before. House Kim is very good at that. They’ll do anything to get richer and more influential. Vollachian market is mostly them.”

“I see.”

Taeyong tossed the staff into his other hand and stepped closer.

“I must say, you certainly know how to bend a noble to your will. You are truly a prince.” He said in a rough tone, almost like a compliment. “Too bad you did it. If he had insulted me,  I would beat him up with a smile on my face."

He gave an ironic grin.

"It would be better to avoid trouble with the diplomats, Tae." Yuta placed the letter in front of Jaehyun. "Do you think the other warriors already know about their arrival?"

"Yongbok certainly doesn't know." Taeyong turned around. “You know how it is.”

“I doubt my father didn’t tell him about it. Unless Doyoung was lying.”

The omega just shrugged.

“Whatever. Alberich knows what he’s doing... I guess.”

He then closed the door. Jaehyun still felt the tension in the air for a while longer until it completely dissipated. He then began to take off his heavy coat before placing his hands on the letter.

He ran his fingers lightly over the envelope and then over the seal of House Jeong. It was the seal he knew very well, the shape of a sun with its rays of light sharp as thorns but the wax was orange, his family didn't use that color of wax for letters. It was always red and Head Omega didn’t allow them to have the seals with her permit, Jaemin surely wouldn’t get it that easily.

“Is something wrong, Peach?”

He looked at the elven who was watching him with a careful gaze.

“Huh, I just… A bit strange I guess.”

“I don’t know if this comforts you.” Yuta approached him. “but Doyoung’s mind felt very calm for someone who might be lying.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“He must’ve read what Jaemin wrote, if this is really from him.” He looked at the seal again. “The seal bothers me a bit but I think It’s safer to travel with a letter with a seal of one of the Houses than without.”

“I can see that too.”

The elven shrugged and Jaehyun took the letter into his hands. He pressed his finger against the wax seal then let it fall back onto the table, hands trembling slightly. It had been nearly two months since he last heard from his brothers and the thought of what the Head Omega might’ve put them through in his absence was terrifying.

“I’ll look at it later.”

Yuta raised an eyebrow at him.

“Are you sure?” 

“Uh-huh.”

“Your choice.” The alpha shrugged, his eyes now locked on Jaehyun, who had started to peel off the heavy layers of his outfit. “I see you’re quite eager to take your clothes off in front of me.” 

He smiled confidently and Jaehyun flushed.

“S-shut up.”

-

He looked at himself in the mirror, running his hand over the light garment on his body. The attire had a certain elegance. In shades of deep blue and ivory, it featured silver embroidery on the wide sleeves and high collar, while the trousers had flowing cuts and discreet side slits. It resembled a noble Vollachian outfit but the shapes and adornments were very similar to those of Elior. He turned his body to see it flow naturally with him. A very beautiful craft, but it seemed too much to be worn just to participate in a festival.

“You look beautiful.” Momo said from across the room. Her purple amethyst eyes sparkled as she walked over to adjust a crease in the shoulders of the attire. “I thought of something that would represent both sides of you. Vollachia and Elior.”

Jaehyun smiled slightly but didn’t say anything right away. He looked at himself in the mirror again. The colors, the embroidered details, even the elegant cut. Everything was made with care and affection but there was still some sort of weight in his chest.

“You don’t like it?”

The elven’s voice came out low, almost fearful.  Jaehyun turned around quickly.

“No, it’s not that. It’s beautiful. Really beautiful. It’s just… I don’t know if I should wear it.” He hesitated. “It’s too elegant just for the festival.”

Momo frowned, genuinely confused.

“Well… you are the prince, aren’t you? I figured someone with such an important title would attend meetings with the Alberich and the diplomats. This attire is for those occasions.”

Jaehyun and Ten exchanged a glance. The blond, who had been quietly inspecting fabrics on a chair, looked away and sighed.

“Vollachia…” Ten began with his tone trying to hide some sort of pain. “Vollachia has… very selective ideas about where and how omegas are allowed to exist.”

Momo blinked.

“What do you mean?”

“I am a prince, yes, but I’m also an omega. In the court, my only purpose was to be pretty enough to entertain nobles and valuable enough to seal alliances through marriage.” Jaehyun said, turning his gaze away. That was the reality he had faced. The same reality his brothers lived in, except for Sion. His heart tightened at the thought of them again. He still hadn’t had the courage to read Jaemin’s letter from the day before. He had an irrational fear of the letter’s contents. 

“That being the case, my presence is not necessary in any political agreements, not in Vollachia, and certainly the diplomats won’t like it if I meddle in what they’re trying to do here.”

“But… but that’s…” Momo shook her head, visibly upset. “Dahyun told me about this, but I thought she was exaggerating. I wanted to believe she was.”

Jaehyun gave a small, somewhat sad smile.

“She wasn’t.”

The elven looked at the attire as if it had suddenly become something far more complex than fabric and stitching. She ran her hand over it, as if smoothing not only the folds but also her doubts.

“I apologize, I was excited about the idea that I just did what I wanted.”

“It’s alright.” Jaehyun gently took her hand. “Your excitement meant a lot to me. Thank you for that.”

“It’s still a beautiful outfit.” Ten pointed out. “It doesn’t mean there won’t be moments when it’ll be appropriate to wear it.”

“I agree.”

Jaehyun smiled at her, who seemed a bit down for a moment. She was clearly thinking about the situation, then let out a soft sigh before giving a small smile.

“Maybe that’s a good thing. I’ll have more time to refine it.” She said, placing her hands on her hips. “Now take it off, please.”

Momo made her final measurements before leaving. Jaehyun felt a slight tightness in his chest as the door closed. She truly believed he held that kind of influence.

“Sometimes I forget how different things are here.”

Ten muttered as their eyes met.

“I know.”

Jaehyun replied quietly as the blond sat on the edge of the table.

“The temple’s been talking… They said one of the diplomats caused a scene with the village warrior the other day. What happened?”

The prince sighed, sitting down across the blonde.

“It was Lord Doyoung. He… brought a letter from Jaemin. But his presence… let’s just say he and Taeyong didn’t exactly get along.”

“I can imagine that. I know Lord Doyoung is hard to deal with from the times we saw him at the court.” Ten sighed. “But what did Jaemin write? It’s strange for an alpha like Doyoung to do someone a favor without expecting something in return.”

“He’ll want payment eventually.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip. “As for the letter… I… I haven’t opened it yet. I’m scared, actually. Scared that my mother has changed his mind about me, scared that Jaemin will blame me… if she’s being harsh with them. Scared that I’ll read something I’m not ready to read.”

Ten held his hand firmly.

“Prince Jaemin is a sweet omega. I highly doubt he’d blame you for anything.” He gave him a reassuring smile. “I bet he just misses you. And you miss him too, don’t you?”

Jaehyun nodded slowly.

“I do. A lot.” He leaned back in his chair. “When I look around here… I wish he were here too and… I wish it weren’t just Jaemin experiencing this. This freedom, this fresh air. I wish Sion had a normal childhood too. Running through the streets, laughing with friends… Just like Donghyuck.”

Ten tried his best to comfort him, but that ache still lingered in Jaehyun’s chest for the rest of the day.

By the time the sun set, Jaehyun still couldn’t sleep.

The night breeze gently blew in through the cracks in the window. Yuta’s chest rose and fell beneath Jaehyun’s face with a calm rhythm but even his comforting warmth failed to ease Jaehyun’s mind. His eyes kept drifting to the desk, where the letter had been resting since the day before. Untouched. The seal of the House Jeong shone discreetly in the moonlight. A reminder. A call. 

He had rehearsed opening it several times since receiving it. Always in secret, hidden enough that the elven wouldn’t see him struggling with it but Yuta clearly sensed his uneasiness.

"You should just get this over with." 

The voice came from the dark. Low, slightly drawled. Yuta. Jaehyun slowly turned his face to look at the alpha whose eyes remained closed.  Maybe he wasn't even really awake, but his words hit the center of Jaehyun's uneasiness. He smiled slightly.

“You should be sleeping,”

He whispered, gently brushing his hand over the alpha’s face. Yuta was right. And even half-asleep, he was still the only person who seemed to understand him completely. The omega shifted slightly, carefully enough to slip out of bed without waking Yuta. The elven slept peacefully. Loose crimson hair fell beautifully over the sheets. Yuta’s fingers twitched slightly as he rose but the alpha remained asleep.

The cold breeze wrapped around him the moment he stepped out of the room. He descended the stairs slowly, feeling each step creak beneath his light weight. The house was bathed in shadows, lit only by the bluish light of the moon filtering through the windows. He went straight to the kitchen, opened a drawer slowly, and took the small curved-blade knife with trembling hands.

With the letter in one hand and the knife in the other, he walked to the wooden table in the center of the room. He sat down calmly, feeling his heart beating in his chest harder than it should. The wood was cold beneath his elbows. He ran his fingers over the orange wax one more time.

“Let’s get this over with.”

He said to himself, and broke the seal.

“Dear Lord Brother,

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? It feels like an eternity since I last saw you. The skies over the capital have been cloudy lately and It rains more than usual.

Sometimes I like to think that Vollachia itself misses you… but maybe that’s too silly, even coming from me.

Finding calm has been difficult lately. Mother is… different since you left. Stricter. Less patient. She says we need to "correct the mistakes you made."

I’ll admit, just holding the quill makes my fingers ache.

But that’s not why I wanted to write. In fact, I probably shouldn’t be writing to you. If she found out about this letter, she’d surely be furious. More than she already is.

Apparently, power is slipping through her fingers, and she doesn’t know how to deal with it.

But I’m not writing to talk about her. It’s actually to thank you. For Jeno. I know it was you.

Jeno is kind, and a little silly. It wasn't that hard to trick him into telling me why he's been following me around the palace like a shadow.

Renjunnie’s been absent lately. His heat came and he might stop being my companion very soon.

It would be more frightening if I didn’t have Jeno. Facing all this alone would be hard.

Jeno makes it easier. He’s present. He listens to me when I speak softly and pretends he didn’t hear when I say something that could get us in trouble.

The other day, we snuck out of the palace. Just for a few hours.

I got to walk through the Highlands and it felt like I could finally breathe for the first time in weeks. Mother was furious. She said I’m starting to “act like you.” but I like the idea of being like you.

Jeno simply stood between us, silent. Didn’t say a word. But I think he saved me at that moment. She would never act against an elven, not while the court’s reputation with them is already on thin ice.

I miss you.

And honestly, I don’t know if I would have written this if I didn’t believe Lord Doyoung might, somehow, get it to you.

I know he’s someone we shouldn’t trust completely and it’s very likely that he read this letter before handing it to you.

I hope you’re well. I hope you’re happy. I hope you come back one day to bring us with you like you said you would. I love to hear Jeno talk about Elior.

I hope you’ve found a bit of peace… since none of us have been able to keep it here.

With highest regard,

Jaemin”

He set it back down on the table and allowed himself to cry silently for a moment. No one was watching, after all. Jaemin’s words echoed in his mind. Sweet, trembling, far too strong for someone his age. It was hard to imagine that young omega, who was always smiling and daydreaming, being suffocated by the same walls that had once trapped him too.

But, strangely, Jaehyun wasn’t sad.

There was a warm feeling in his chest. He could feel Jaemin’s confidence with every line, the comfort he found in Jeno, the way he clung to hope with his teeth, even hidden beneath the shadows of the court and like Jaemin, Jaehyun wasn’t alone either. Yuta was still there, waiting for him. Breathing softly beneath the sheets in his light sleep, one arm stretched out as if waiting for the omega to return to their nest where Jaehyun snuggled into that warm embrace.

“Do you feel better, Peach?”

The elven asked in his hoarse voice. His amber eyes half-lidded. Jaehyun snuggled closer to him and lightly kissed the alpha's neck and allowed that cherry blossom scent to envelop him completely.

“I will.”

-

The streets were crowded. Laughter, voices and footsteps echoed between the stone and light wood buildings, while flowers braided into ribbons decorated doors, posts and even the children’s hair. Everyone, or at least most of the villagers, were heading in the same direction — The Alberich’s abode.

Yuta walked with Jaehyun, his hand firmly on his waist, guiding him naturally through the crowd. Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn from the closeness but he didn't move away. That warm, constant presence was always welcome. He had barely spent time at Alberich’s abode since they arrived in Elior. They had dinner there on the first night and the next day they left for Taeyong’s village. Now, seeing the place again, surrounded by so much life and color, Jaehyun began to understand that the Alberich’s abode wasn’t just a palace for the leader, it was an entire village. Maybe even more than that, it felt like a city on its own.

The first difference was in the streets. In the village, the roads were uneven and less structured, with patches of packed earth where tree roots grew freely, intertwining with it. But there, the paving was uniform, made of light stones fitted together with precision, forming patterns that resembled constellations. Standing in front of them rose the white walls of the palace, although calling it a "palace" seemed incorrect. The main structure was large but it was connected by bridges and balconies to other houses, towers, and buildings that formed a small enclosed neighborhood. It was like the abode was intertwined with the city around. Everything about it seemed to pulse with life unlike the oppressive structure of the leaders' palace back in Vollachia.

But then the eyes were turning to what was beside it. The Vollachian balloon. Parked silently. Docked as if it were part of the structure itself. Offering easy entry and exit for the most demanding diplomats. A practical choice , Jaehyun thought. But it was also for showoff. Its placement was meant to be seen. The elves around didn’t seem tense or fearful about it though, they were out of their homes, finishing preparations in the streets. There was a different energy in the air. A genuine joy.

“We should go to the hall first.” Yuta said, lowering his head to speak close to Jaehyun’s ear. “My father will give a speech in the plaza once everything’s ready, and I need to stand by his side but we’ll need someone to keep you company first... I don’t want you to get lost.”

Jaehyun blushed.

“I’m not a child, Yuta.”

The elven smiled at the sight of the pout in Jaehyun's lips.

“Am I not allowed to care about my husband's well being?”

“Sh-shut up.”

Yuta giggled and then guided him away from the groups of villagers to find the stairs leading into the abode. Jaehyun could feel the weight of curious glances from the other elves of the place. At first, their eyes turned to Yuta, filled with admiration and respect but that changed the moment they noticed Jaehyun walking beside him. The glow disappeared. Doubt and fear seemed to take its place. Others even seemed to analyze him from head to toe as if trying to figure out whether the fact that Jaehyun was dressed in elven attire pleased them or not. It made him feel out of place and uncomfortable. Almost as if he were walking through the Vollachian court again.

Inside the Main Hall stood Aeri. She was speaking gracefully with an elven whose hair shone a fiery orange, light laughter spilling from her lips until her amber eyes landed on Jaehyun the moment he stepped in. Her brows arched in a slow, almost feline motion before a dissatisfied smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth.

“Well, well, Prince.” She said while approaching them. Her lavender and gold dress fluttered softly with each step. “You really are desperate to fit in.”

“Aeri.”

Yuta warned and she just gave the alpha a challenging look.

“Thank you, Lady—” He cut himself off. “Aeri, it’s better for me to dress like this since Elior has a warmer climate. I imagine you’d understand after spending a few days in Vollachia.”

She seemed surprised by his answer.

"Indeed, but I must say that a spoiled prince managing to adapt to Elior's attire so quickly is quite surprising." She shrugged lightly. “Omegas in Vollachia tend to cover up as much skin as they can, after all.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He wanted to reply, but wasn’t sure if he should. Yuta was there, after all. Like it or not, they were siblings.

“Why are you waiting here, Aeri?”

The alpha asked.

“I was waiting for you, of course.” She rolled her eyes. “Since Father always does your bidding, I figured I’d have to wait for you before he spoke to us.”

“Please.” The orange-haired elven Aeri had been speaking with cleared her throat. “Now that the chosen warrior has arrived, follow me to Alberich’s room.”

Yuta glanced at Jaehyun, and Aeri smiled.

“But Jaehyun—”

“Just the two of us, Brother.”

The omega bit his lip again. He had known this sort of thing would happen. Elior was different from what he was used to, but he also knew that he wasn’t needed there.

“It’s… It’s okay, Yuta. I’ll wait.”

“You should go outside, Prince.” Aeri said with a nonchalant shrug. “Since you’re so committed to fitting in.”

“Aeri.”

Yuta warned her again, but the elven simply ignored him and walked ahead. The alpha turned to Jaehyun, gently cupping his face before pulling him into a brief kiss.

“Sorry, I should go.”

Yuta bit his own lower lip. Jaehyun felt his chest warm from the care the alpha had for him, but he shouldn’t be afraid. Jaehyun could handle himself without Yuta. He’d done this before.

“It's fine. Uh… I’ll be okay. Don’t worry.”

Yuta smiled slightly.

“I like your confidence, Peach.” He said softly, making Jaehyun blush. “Don’t get yourself into trouble.”

“I told you I’m not a child.”

“I know.”

They shared a quiet laugh.

“Come on, Yuta.” Aeri said in an impatient tone. “Your prince doesn’t need a babysitter all the time. He said himself.”

Yuta rolled his eyes and pulled Jaehyun back into a quick kiss. Clearly to provoke Aeri. It was light and warm. It was funny how that exchange between them had become common. He liked that. Having Yuta's lips on his. Even when it was just the brush of their lips and nothing more. Jaehyun always wanted more and more, but he always felt embarrassed to ask for it. They didn't repeat or talk about the other day either, but the way Yuta made him fall apart with just his hand was still on his mind and he wished he could have the courage to say that he was ready for more.

Jaehyun took a deep breath and straightened his shoulders. Aeri had already disappeared down the corridor with Yuta. The sound of their footsteps against polished stone gradually faded.

And then, he was alone.

He turned into a wide corridor without really knowing where it led. Everything in the residence felt open, organic. Hallways that turned into balconies, rooms that slipped into gardens. No wall seemed built to confine. And yet, Jaehyun felt trapped.

It was when he turned a corner that he lightly bumped into someone. The touch was minimal, just a brush of their shoulders but it was enough for the wolf at the other omega’s side to growl, baring all its teeth at Jaehyun, who froze instantly. The animal was ready to attack him in that brief second.

The elven didn’t move. He simply looked at him.

His long hair was tied in a single braid that fell to his shoulder, adorned with golden threads and small feathers, making a slight contrast with the soft freckles on his face and his gray eyes like a diamond. He had golden bracelets on his arms that shone in the soft sunlight and had a coat that clearly seemed to be wolf fur that fit perfectly over his shoulders and over the ornate white top that covered only half of his toned abdomen.

The elven raised a hand, and the wolf stopped instantly, relaxing under his touch.

“He’s not a threat, Nari.” 

He said but he didn't seem to be talking to Jaehyun. He was actually talking to the wolf. It was as though Jaehyun’s presence didn’t matter to him. Jaehyun couldn’t respond. No sound. No movement. He just stood there, frozen in place as the blonde elven continued on his way with slow and imposing steps. It was a presence Jaehyun had felt before. In Yuta, back in the Vollachian court. In those rare moments when Yuta let his gentleness fall away, even for a second.

Only when that presence finally faded that Jaehyun feel like he could breathe again. His shoulders, tense and high, eased slightly as he exhaled the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. He didn’t think much about it. He just resumed walking, slowly. The halls around him now felt even quieter, more distant. He didn’t know exactly where he was going. Maybe outside, maybe to find a familiar face and then he stopped right before turning into another corridor as a familiar voice reached his ears.

“…their manners are quite unpleasant…”

It sounded almost like a whisper, but there was a sharp impatience in the tone. Jaehyun frowned. He thought he recognized that voice indeed.

“…Don’t even say, Lady Sooyoung…”

The second voice was unmistakable. Doyoung. And now it made sense. The first voice could only belong to Park Sooyoung. An alpha from House Park, it wasn’t surprising she was there. She was always present at every negotiation the court made. On a trip as significant as this one, Sooyoung would certainly present herself as one of the diplomats. Jaehyun knew her for her strict posture and her openly declared disinterest in any marital involvement. For her, omegas would only slow her down.

“…There’s something off about the warrior prince…”

She spoke with a tone that oscillated between doubt and contempt. Jaehyun felt his stomach churn. They were talking about Yuta. 

“Lady Sooyoung, you shouldn’t…”

Doyoung sounded bored, almost sarcastic but clearly trying to change the subject of their conversation.

“...You’re right…” She paused for a moment. “…This place is too open. We shall speak later about this.”

The annoyance in her voice had been clear and that’s when Jaehyun realized they might have heard him.

His heart race.

He didn’t want to seem like he was eavesdropping. He immediately turned around, his steps picking up speed until he was far enough away. When he finally reached a balcony, he leaned against the pale stone wall, feeling its cold surface press against his back. The distant whispers of Sooyoung and Doyoung's voices still echoed in his mind. 

He knew that he and Yuta would easily be the target of conversations between nobles since his marriage had taken place. That had always bothered him at the court and of course it would be no different among diplomats, still, he felt uncomfortable with the tone of their voices. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to compose himself.

Two elves passed by him in silence, chatting softly with one another. Jaehyun stepped forward, about to ask the way to the plaza but hesitated. The question died in his throat, and he stepped back. They didn't even notice him, or pretended not to notice. The feeling of not belonging was still a firm knot in his chest.

It was then that a soft voice approached from behind him.

“Are you alright? You seem a little lost, my prince.”

He turned his head and saw an elven with pearl-colored eyes and slightly tanned skin approaching calmly. His black hair barely touched his shoulders and he had only a single braid that seemed to come from behind his ear, intertwined with slightly golden threads. His pearly white clothing molded to his body naturally, adorned with delicate golden details that went down his chest and waist. Over his shoulders, a translucent cape swayed gently in the wind. The tight top left part of his abdomen exposed, and the pants, made of the same ethereal fabric, had side cuts up to the thighs like Jaehyun was used to seeing in Elior's clothing. On one of his wrists there was a golden bracelet with small gemstones embedded that shone discreetly. A soft and serene presence. It was like looking at a siren from the stories Jaehyun used to read as a child.

He blinked for a moment and realized the omega had given him a brief bow. He knew who Jaehyun was.

“Oh, I… no—I mean, how did you—?”

“A pale-skinned Vollachian human with black hair, wearing a simple yet elegant piece by one of the great weavers.” The omega said with a smile. “It’s hard to miss.”

Jaehyun hesitated. He wasn’t sure whether he should be wary of that elven, even though his presence wasn’t threatening at all.

“Oh, sorry. I… uh, I was trying to find my way to the plaza, but…” He shook his head slightly, correcting himself. “Forgive me. Where are my manners?”

He gave a polite bow.

“My name is Jeong Jaehyun, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“And I am Juyeon. It’s nice to meet you too.”

Before they could speak any further, two figures emerged from between the curved columns of the balcony. Their steps were firm, practiced, and perfectly in sync. Jaehyun’s stomach twisted, and his body tensed instinctively.

The two diplomats were dressed in the refined attire of the Vollachian court, but Jaehyun noticed the thin bracelets in their right arms. Crafted with a light metal with organic curves that only indicated it was an object made in Elior. 

Sooyoung was the first to notice him. She looked at him from head to toe, her brows drawing together. She wasn't pleased to see him.

“Uh? Is that… Prince Jaehyun?”

Jaehyun lowered his eyes, suppressing his uneasiness and bowing to her.

“Hi. Lady Sooyoung.”

“I see you’ve adapted quite well indeed.” She said with a hint of disdain. “I’m sure Head Alpha—”

“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Lady Sooyoung.”

Doyoung cut her off quickly, his eyes now fixed on the elven standing beside Jaehyun. Sooyoung glanced at him, clearly displeased by the interruption.

“Nevermind” 

“A wise decision.” Doyoung replied smoothly, bowing with rehearsed perfection to Juyeon and only then to Jaehyun. “If you’ll excuse us, we have our acquaintances to find.”

Jaehyun stared at Doyoung for a moment. That polite, careful demeanor wasn’t typical of him. It felt… intentional. It was almost like he was trying to please someone with his posture.

“I hope you enjoy the festival.”

Jaehyun said lightly and only received a more serious look from both of them. They didn’t say anything and Juyeon just smiled and stepped closer, gently linking arms with Jaehyun.

“I make my words the same as the prince’s.”

Doyoung smiled lightly, trying to show some sympathy and then the two alphas moved away.

“A mask is not a mask if the true self is not well hidden.” Juyeon muttered and Jaehyun didn’t need to think much to understand the meaning of that chant. “Shall we go to the plaza together, prince?”

Jaehyun sighed in relief.

“It would be a pleasure.”

-

Juyeon was quite... nice. Jaehyun was a bit hesitant at first, but the elven was genuinely kind and sensitive. He quickly realized that Jaehyun was pretty much lost with the whole festival thing. After all, he only knew the basics: the annual solstice festival, eagerly awaited by everyone in Elior, and that a few friendly duels took place between villagers too. Other than that, he was expecting something simple, like the small groups promoting dances and markets that used to pop up in the suburbs of Vollachia. But Juyeon said this wasn't a small festival.

It is a grand celebration that lasted seven days, exalting the twelve villages that composed Elior as a whole. A showcase of the capital’s culture, prosperity and growth. Although most of the events took place in the city of the Alberich’s Abode, the villages also got involved with their own decorations and special markets. Juyeon said he had helped temple apprentices in his village before coming to the city. From what the omega had said, his village was located to the east. Where the responsibilities with most of the sea travel and fishing took place. Something that surprised Jaehyun. He realized that since he arrived, he hadn't seen much of the capital as he remained mostly at Taeyong’s village during those two months.

Clearly, there was so much more for him to see.

The plaza opened up ahead, wide and vibrant, with the Alberich's abode rising up behind. The modest stage stood in the center, just a few steps above ground level, enough to be seen but without creating much distance between the speaker and the listeners. Just enough for everyone to see who would speak from there, without breaking the closeness between the leader and its people.

He let his gaze wander across the crowd gathered in front of the stage and quickly noticed the variations in color among the attires. Of course, elvens from every village were there.

"Is it too different from Vollachia?"

Juyeon asked in a curious tone.

"Huh, yeah, it is. I... I think the only time I saw this many people gathered was at my father’s coronation."

"Ah? Really?" The elven seemed surprised. "I thought the esteemed leader would be way closer to his people."

Jaehyun bit his lower lip but didn’t answer.

That was when his eyes landed on a familiar figure. Dahyun, with her black hair tied in a single braid falling over her shoulder. She was observing the area with a curious expression. He followed her gaze and noticed she was watching the diplomats who were arriving and taking their places on the other side. Jaehyun recognized a few faces among those he had seen earlier. Hyungwoo from House Son had indeed come like Doyoung proposed on the council, and beside him stood Jungwoo, as expected. But what really caught his attention was Donghae of House Lee, an alpha he hadn’t expected to see among the diplomats, and, even more surprising, his uncle, Jeong Changmin.

His stomach turned at the sight of them.

Up to that moment, most of the diplomats he had seen weren't people he’d had good interactions with at the Vollachian court. He certainly wouldn’t want to be left alone with any of them.

Juyeon broke the moment by clearing his throat, causing Dahyun to look their way. The elven glanced around and then sighed, calling them over with a gesture.

"Why are you hiding, Dahyun?"

Juyeon asked, narrowing his eyes.

"I’m not! I was just… uh, looking for someone." She cleared her throat. "Anyway, I didn’t know you two knew each other."

She looked at Jaehyun, then at Juyeon, and the elven simply smiled.

"We actually just met." 

"Uh-huh." Jaehyun nodded. "I was lost, and he helped me get here but it was a nice company."

"I see. Well, It’s not surprising, the other day an apprentice said the mates of our warriors tend to become friends very easily."

Jaehyun looked at Juyeon. He hadn’t known the elven was mated to one of the warriors.

"Are you?"

"Uh-huh." Juyeon looked away toward the stage, gently closing the subject. "Oh, the Alberich is here.”

And then gradually, a subtle stillness spread across the plaza. There was no announcement, no sound of trumpets or warriors hitting their staffs at the ground making a loud noise to gather attention. Just a shared awareness that something was shifting in the air. Jaehyun lifted his gaze, guided by the movement of the crowd.

The tallest among those approaching, with neatly styled silver hair, wore an elegant ensemble of white and deep green. A coat, adorned with feathers draped over the left shoulder, fluttered gently in the breeze. The Alberich’s emerald eyes swept over the crowd with a calm yet piercing gaze. His lips bore that same subtle hint of amusement Jaehyun remembered from when he first arrived in Elior.

Ishihara stood beside him. Serious. Imposing. 

And then, behind them, stood Yuta and Aeri, both wearing the same clothes as before, but now adorned with delicately crafted diadems shaped in fine curves like intertwined branches, and a brooch bearing feathers in the exact same color as the Leader’s. Yuta was with a serious expression on his face. Handsome as ever. His eyes scanned the crowd as if searching for someone and Jaehyun felt warmth bloom in his chest when their eyes met, even from that distance. A faint smile appeared on Yuta's lips, but it was subtle enough for him to maintain his composure in front of everyone.

An elven in purple approached Hyde and handed him an echo stone. The alpha adjusted it in his hands and straightened his posture.

“Well, I see this is working.”

His gaze drifted across the plaza crowded with attentive faces. His voice came out firm but filled with a certain tenderness.

"Another year has come and once again we are gathered under the blessings of the solstice. But this year is different."

He began, his smile widening just slightly.

“Elior, our home, has completed its reconstruction. After intense years of war, of losses that echoed into the farthest corners. After times when only hope kept us standing... We are here. Thriving, and celebrating this day.”

He paused briefly, allowing the weight of his words to settle in the heart of everyone there.

“Of course, it was a difficult road. We lost loved ones, we lost lands there are still too devastated to return to or It just hurts too much to be there. But today, we can gather, we can laugh and sing beneath the same amber sky. Today, we celebrate not just the solstice, but the life we have persisted in protecting."

Hyde let the silence stretch for a moment before continuing, his voice now deeper, imbued with sincere reverence.

“There is something we must never forget. Elior was only able to bloom again thanks to those who stood on the front lines to protect us in the hardest times. Those who, when all seemed lost, stood firm and defended us with their relentless leadership and strength."

He turned slightly toward the stage, as if he could already see them.

“Beyond celebrating our land and our people, we also honor our warrior representatives. The pinnacle of our villages’ strength, the shield and beating heart of Elior.”

His voice softened, sounding almost like a whisper, yet it echoed clearly throughout the plaza and then, one by one, the warriors began to climb the stage. Jaehyun watched them carefully. All of them wore elegant cloaks that fluttered gently in the breeze, along with the same finely crafted diadems. Each also bore a brooch pinned to their cloak, adorned with a feather of distinct color.

His eyes moved across their faces. Two of the warriors appeared older than the rest, carrying faint marks upon their wrinkled faces. Next, he recognized the blond elven he had seen earlier. This time, he was not accompanied by a wolf. Graceful and ethereal. Behind him walked a strong elven with tanned skin, his steps heavy yet steady, a confident smile on his face and by Juyeon’s smile on his side. He could tell that it was his mate. Then a taller elven with elongated ears and flushed cheeks, seemed to almost vibrate with pride. He was clearly holding back a smile that threatened to burst free. Taeyong was the last to climb up, walking gracefully with his head held high in an imposing posture.

They lined up on the stage and then Yuta walked to be beside Taeyong. Jaehyun could see the pride painted across the faces of the people. Eyes gleaming with a mixture of reverence, admiration, and pure love. He glanced toward the side where the diplomats stood, their expressions, in contrast, remained mostly neutral, just carefully observing the warriors’ faces as if they wanted to quickly memorize their features. Hyde raised a hand, calling for a pause in the applause that had begun the moment the warriors were all on stage. The whispers of the crowd gradually faded until it almost disappeared.

“I couldn’t let this moment pass without also acknowledging the efforts of the chosen warrior as well.”

A new wave of whispers  ignited among the audience, more muffled, filled with deep respect. Yuta took a firm step forward. Placing his hand over his chest in a solemn gesture. A sign of honor that the other warriors immediately mirrored. The sun seemed to have chosen that moment to shine brighter, gilding Yuta's red hair and casting an almost ethereal glow over the stage.

Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn for a moment. He seemed even more handsome in his nature.

Hyde kept his hand raised for a moment longer, until he had everyone's full attention again.

“The chosen warrior did not only fought bravely during the years of war.” He said, looking at his son with a proud gleam in his eyes. "He also committed the noble act of offering himself as one of the pillars for peace when the opportunity finally arose. He placed the future of Elior above his own desires, and today, we are able to touch that unreachable peace"

A respectful silence fell over the plaza.

"We are indeed a race of warriors, but no one likes war. It doesn’t mean we enjoy living in conflict, and that is why the Vollachian diplomats are here today." His emerald eyes fell upon the motionless nobles standing at the side of the stage. "To reinforce this new era, to sign agreements that will ensure this peace endures not only for us, but for generations to come."

He then smiled, with a trace of carefully restrained emotion.

"Though it may be an incomplete bridge right now, I cannot fail to mention another vital pillar of this peace. The one who was granted as a mate to our chosen warrior. Prince Jeong Jaehyun."

The world seemed to stop.

Jaehyun froze. His fingers involuntarily contracting against the folds of the fabric of his pants. He felt every gaze in the plaza shift to him at once. On stage, Yuta glanced toward Hyde, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He clearly wasn’t expecting his father to do that. Then the leader made a subtle gesture with his hand, calling Jaehyun forward with a firm yet calm motion, as if inviting him to cross the plaza under the weight of countless curious eyes.

He could see a sudden change in the expressions of some of the representative warriors, but they didn't say anything. They just remained where they were. An elven in purple ceremonial attire approached Jaehyun, carrying in his hands an elegant coat, the brooch with the colorful feather and the diadem of intertwined branches. Jaehyun hesitated, his fingers hovering in the air, not knowing what to do. He looked at Dahyun and Juyeon, as if silently asking for an answer.

They both nodded, encouraging him with soft but firm gazes and with his heart heavy in his chest, Jaehyun accepted the pieces with his clumsy hands, putting on the coat that seemed to be heavier than it looked and pinning the brooch on his shoulder. Dahyun helped positioning the diadem on his black hair and then, with his legs feeling twice as heavy, he began to walk towards the stage. Each step seemed slower than the last.

The plaza, which just moments ago had seemed like a vibrant, pulsing celebration, now became an extension of what he feared most: the court, the crushing formality, the judging eyes. It was as if he were back on his Name Day. When his marriage had been announced. The same feeling of exposure and inevitability wrapping around him. Choking him.

The diplomats watched him with sharp, attentive eyes. On stage, Yuta took a step forward and extended his hand toward him. For a brief moment, Jaehyun remained still, as though his mind were trying to catch up to the gesture before his body did. When he finally moved his hand, his fingers trembled almost imperceptibly. The alpha gently pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around the omega. Hyde smiled at the scene before raising his voice again.

"This is just the first step." He declared, looking directly at the nobles. "Towards a new era of equality between humans and elves. An era that, I hope, will be built not just on agreements and words, but on actions."

The last sentence came out like a provocation to the diplomats. It was clear in the way some members furrowed their brows. The leader was allowing his dissatisfaction to show, just slightly in a way they would know.

"Now... May our unity bring us forward. The Summer Solstice Festival has begun!"

The plaza erupted in sounds. Music, applause, bells, and drums but for Jaehyun, everything felt distant, muffled, like a blur. Even though Yuta was standing beside him. Holding him. That feeling didn't go away. He was there, at the heart of the celebration and yet… 

It felt like he was back in a place he was desperately trying to escape.

-

He felt odd. Out of place. He hadn’t expected to be called, although, looking back now, it wasn’t surprising. Everyone was looking at him with their stone-colored eyes, and Jaehyun felt a heavy weight on his shoulders again. He looked away, eyes falling over the other warriors. He could see slight smiles and serious expressions. Not all of them seemed pleased about that whole thing and it was obvious. He didn’t like that feeling. He was back in the center of attention, with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. He felt a slight pressure on his waist, where Yuta was holding him. He glanced shyly at the elven and Yuta was biting his lower lip slightly. 

"Are you okay?"

Yuta’s amber eyes held a hint of concern.

"Not really, but there’s nothing I can do."

The alpha sighed. He knew Jaehyun was right. He couldn’t ease the burden weighing on Jaehyun right now. The omega watched as elves guided the crowd out of the plaza without causing a commotion until a figure approached them.

“Well, that was kind of awkward.” Hyde let out a half-laughing sigh. "Sorry about the scene."

He winked at Jaehyun. Like he was trying to lighten the mood.

"What?"

Jaehyun asked, confused, and the leader covered his own mouth with his hands.

"Some diplomats believe that here in Elior we don’t take their Vollachian customs and marriage traditions seriously and if I didn’t mention it in my speech, I fear it would only escalate the tensions." He then adjusted his posture. "Ishihara thought it was the best course of action, and I had to agree. It was a last-minute decision."

"You could have at least warned us anyway."

Yuta said in disapproval and Hyde merely pouted at him.

"I know, I know. But listen, it probably helped ease their feelings. That lady from House Park was hard to deal with, so we needed to dismantle any arguments they might raise against us."

"I must say, the group sent from Vollachia is quite peculiar. They're far too demanding for those who are failing to meet even the bare minimum for this alliance." Ishihara joined them, glancing at the airship beside the residence. "I suppose they think that alone is enough to show their goodwill."

“Vollachians always have too many demands.” Aeri said sharply, her eyes fixed on Jaehyun. "They’re never satisfied with what they have."

Jaehyun lowered his gaze and Hyde simply rolled his eyes.

"Let’s not jump to conclusions, Aeri."

"You’re the one who forgets what they’re like."

The elven grumbled as she took the diadem off her head.

"Well, I told the elders I was far from being a good Alberich, but did they listen to me?" Aeri rolled her eyes and the alpha turned to Jaehyun. "Anyway, I must say, you look very good in Elior attire. Prince."

"Oh, thank you."

Jaehyun replied, still a little shy.

"One knew Momo would want to make clothes for you. She's predictable when it comes to fashion."

"She’s done her best for Jaehyun." Yuta said, his voice calm but laced with subtle pride. "And I also think he looks better in our attire."

He blushed, unsure of what to say at that moment.

"Apparently, it doesn’t take much for a prince to become one of us."

Aeri grunted with slight sarcasm, her eyes gleaming with irony. Yuta shot her a serious glance while Hyde let out a loud genuine laugh. The elven only rolled her eyes again and, with an incomprehensible grumble, turned and walked away, but her presence was quickly filled by another.

An alpha with black hair and an unpleasant smile on his face.

"...Uncle."

Jaehyun muttered, and the alpha gave a slight bow.

"That was a marvelous speech, Lord Hideto."

Hyde raised his eyebrow at him for a moment as if he were confused and then Ishihara simply cleared his throat as a signal. The silver-haired alpha blinked and realized that the diplomat was speaking to him.

"Oh! Thank you, Lord—"

"Lord Changmin." Ishihara continued. "I see you weren’t interested in accompanying your acquaintances. May I ask why?"

Changmin's eyes fell on Jaehyun.

"Well, I hadn’t seen my nephew since I arrived, and of course, as someone who cares deeply for my dear sister’s feelings, I had to check on the prince and make sure he was well." He smiled. "I must say, she is quite eager… to receive news about heirs."

Jaehyun quickly lowered his gaze, his cheeks burning with embarrassment and discomfort. Beside him, Yuta remained still, but his expression visibly hardened.

“Head Omega certainly thinks a lot about our married life.”

"It’s only her concern as an esteemed leader." The alpha said with a shrug. "But just by looking at him, I can already tell he’s well adjusted to this beautiful land. She’ll certainly be pleased with your efforts, my dear nephew. Even though it’s a… slow progress.”

His smile was provocative. Jaehyun had never liked him very much. Not during the few brief encounters they’d had at the palace. Head Omega always kept him busy so he wouldn't get involved in the formalities and it was strange that he had been appointed to come as the diplomat of House Jeong. Maybe that was the Head Alpha's idea since for some reason he gave Changmin importance. Perhaps because he was an alpha.

"Well, I hope you enjoy the festival, Uncle."

Jaehyun said in a quiet but firm voice.

"I say the same."

Yuta tightened his grip on Jaehyun’s waist. Almost like he was inviting him to leave with him.

"Please, Lord Changmin. Come with me." Ishihara said, passing by him subtly. "I’ll assign one of the warriors to give you a brief tour of the city, just like your acquaintances."

That seemed to catch his attention.

"Oh, please. It will be a pleasure! Also, I dare say that the company of that blond omega will be most welcome." 

The blue-haired elven expression darkened. 

"I suppose you won’t have a say in that matter, my lord."

Changmin grumbled, but followed him regardless. Hyde had a serious expression as he watched them walk away. It was clear his discomfort with Changmin in that brief exchange.

"I don’t like your uncle." 

Yuta said calmly, and Jaehyun could only sigh.

"He… is difficult to deal with. Mother doesn’t like him handling any important formalities for our court, but since he’s an alpha, my father ends up choosing him to carry out some of his orders. In Vollachia, it’s better to listen to an alpha than to an omega after all."

Yuta raised an eyebrow at him.

"I  heavily disagree with that mindset, but I can’t say I’m surprised."

"I see you’re quite resilient, Prince." Hyde said, still in his serious tone. "The Vollachians need more of you."

Jaehyun just looked away.

"I don't think they want to."

"It's their loss."

Yuta added, and Hyde smiled at his son with pride.

"Well, I suppose I should warn Yongbok about that diplomat."

"Alberich always leaves the fun to Yongbok."

They were interrupted by an elven approaching. Jaehyun quickly recognized him as one of the warriors. An alpha with tanned skin and a bare chest. Covered only by a translucent blue-green blanket with embroidery that resembled sea foam that fell like light waves over his left shoulder. His pants were wide, made of flowing fabric in seafoam green tones, adorned with a net of thin cords and shell pendants. It featured the traditional slits on the sides common in elven garments. His medium-length dark brown hair was styled with two thin braids woven through the strands. He had a confident smile and curious aquamarine beryl eyes.

His arm was  intertwined with Juyeon's who had a smile on his face. 

" My pearl said you were kind to him and that I absolutely needed to meet you." He bowed slowly. "I’m Sangyeon, one of the warrior representatives."

"You learned it well.”

Yuta said with a smirk and the other alpha smiled. They held hands in an exchange and he could feel the pure respect they had for each other. 

“My pearl is quite a good teacher.”

Juyeon blushed a little and turned to Jaehyun.

"Have you thought about what to do for the festival?"

Juyeon asked, and Hyde smiled, placing a hand on Jaehyun and Yuta’s shoulders.

"Well, I’d like to have lunch with my son and his lovely flower. You’re welcome to join us if you want."

The elves looked at Jaehyun, who hesitated for a moment. It was as if they were waiting for his answer. He allowed himself to breathe and crack a slight smile.

"I’d like that."

-

The festival was in full bloom. Music echoed through the squares, colorful ribbons swayed in the wind and the sweet scent of caramelized fruits lingered in the air. The city felt alive and vibrant but Jaehyun still felt uncomfortable. He felt as if the eyes on him had become even heavier now that everyone knew exactly who he was. Lunch with  the Alberich was supposed to ease that feeling a little but it hadn’t helped much.

Sangyeon and Juyeon were lovely though. Their smiles and carefree banter filled the table with lightness. They shared a genuinely beautiful bond. The way their eyes turned toward each other, full of affection. Tenderness. Something deep between the two of them that was hard to not notice.

“Where’s little Chanyoung?”

Hyde asked as he took a sip of his dew.

“He’s with Taeyong’s child.” Sangyeon said as Juyeon poured dew into his cup. “They must’ve gone to have lunch with Yongbok, since little Jeongin wanted to show them his Name Day gift.”

“Oh? Really?” Hyde seemed impressed. “Indeed, his village elder said that they had taken the child to choose his familiar. He really has the potential to get his at such a young age.”

“I don’t think it’s surprising at all.”

Yuta just shrugged.

“Chanyoung was also supposed to duel with Donghyuck. That little elven didn’t leave his doorway the other day.” 

Sangyeon continued, and Juyeon let out a worried sigh beside him.

“Well, they’ll have to be patient and wait for the opening of the duels tomorrow. I already told Chanyoung he doesn’t need to rush into that kind of thing."

“Our son is a skilled warrior, my pearl. ” Sangyeon said with a confident smile. “If Taeyong’s child thinks he can defeat him, he certainly won’t back down. I’m sure that will make the duel highly anticipated by the villagers.”

Jaehyun didn’t know what to say at that moment. The idea of children fighting each other still made him a little uncomfortable.

“Is it common for children to fight?”

His voice came out as a low whisper.

“Our children who enjoy training for combat always get excited around this time of year.” Sangyeon said, turning his beryl aquamarine eyes to him. “They see it as a way to challenge their own potential but don’t think we make them follow this path, though. Their talent isn’t something we can force. They simply follow what feels right for themselves, and as their parents, we just support their choices.”

His heart tightened in his chest. That last sentence was something Jaehyun had never received from his own family.

“I see.”

“But I must say, Yuta’s offspring would likely have natural talent for combat. A lineage of chosen warriors might be forming right before our eyes.”

Jaehyun choked on the piece of bread he was eating. He tried to cover it up, and thankfully, it didn’t seem to draw much attention. Sangyeon had a curious look fixed on Yuta, who remained calm beside him.

“That’s an exaggeration, but they would certainly be strong,”

He said with his cheeks slightly flushed and Hyde broke the moment with a loud laugh.

“Oh, that would be adorable!” He was clearly drunk already. “I’d love to see Yuta in my position, dealing with a rebellious child of his own.”

“Well, it’s not like you did that anyway.”

Hyde pouted.

“Don’t be mean.”

Yuta just gave Hyde a sideways glance. His expression hardened, and he didn't respond. Jaehyun noticed an almost imperceptible change, the sudden silence. He realized that Yuta's relationship with his own father was perhaps more complex than it seemed.

Despite that, the rest of the meal unfolded between laughter, toasts, and conversations that crossed over the table. Jaehyun remained quiet, offering polite smiles, but his mind was elsewhere.

When they left the table, the festival outside felt even more vivid. Children wove between the tents with colorful ribbons tied to their arms, and Jaehyun’s eyes followed them until they were out of sight. Yuta’s offspring . He thought. Jaehyun had never allowed himself to even think about that possibility before. Children. Not as a desire, not as a dream. Just as a duty. Something that would eventually happen, as everything had always been in Vollachia for omegas like him. Still, that was something that seemed very distant to him at that moment. Especially because they had not yet consummated the marriage. He knew that back in the capital, that was his mother's greatest wish. A way to truly bind Yuta to them, or simply to strengthen the meaning of their marriage.

It was just a duty, yes.

And yet...

Someone offered Jaehyun a braided flower and he accepted it with a slight nod, his eyes fixed on something far away that even he couldn't identify. He could feel Yuta’s amber eyes on him but the alpha didn't say anything. He just stood by his side in silence most of the time when he wasn't stopped by some villagers and then, before Jaehyun realized it, they were already heading back to their quarters in the Alberich’s abode.

The breeze was gentle, and the sky was starting to be painted with the orange hues of late afternoon. The music of the festival still echoed faintly in the distance, but to Jaehyun, everything felt muted. The discomfort lingered, like a weight in his stomach.

“You seemed uneasy today.”

Yuta whispered as his hand gently brushed through Jaehyun’s dark hair. They were lying on a comfortable bed, but it felt strange. Not that their room in the Alberich’s abode was bad. It really wasn’t. But he’d already grown used to their room in the village. Their little home .  The simple, soft sheets, the tranquility of home. That space just for the two of them. He realized how much he had come to cherish that little corner of the world. Where they could laugh, day after day. No intrusions. Training. Kissing. Living a completely ordinary and comfortable life.

“You’re not enjoying the festival?”

The elven asked suddenly. His voice was lower than usual, as if he didn’t really want an answer to the question. Jaehyun bit his lower lip. It wasn’t that or perhaps it was.

“A lot has happened today."

He said, resting his face against the elven’s neck and breathing the alpha's cherry blossom scent.

“I’m sorry about all this. My father kept me completely in the dark.”

“It’s not your fault. I should’ve expected something like this the moment I saw the diplomats.” He let out a soft sigh. “I’m still a Vollachian noble in the end. A prince, which makes things worse. Even as an omega, how I conduct myself in our marriage still matters.”

“I know.” The elven shifted his face and pressed a kiss to Jaehyun’s forehead. "I can only say that you're not in Vollachia, Peach. Here you have your own voice."

Jaehyun felt his ears burn, but he didn’t reply. He just allowed himself to fall asleep in the alpha's arms like any other night.

-

Yuta's hair was soft. It had always been that way. Jaehyun liked to twirl a strand around his finger when they were in bed, cuddling, before sleep took over. That morning was different though. They woke up early to the sound of light music outside and although they enjoyed being there in each other's arms, they got up to get ready for the second day of the festival. 

Yuta was sitting on the floor, at the corner of the bed, his arms resting on Jaehyun's bare legs, while the omega delicately braided the alpha’s crimson strands. It was a tight braid, made from the side locks that met at the back of the head and merged precisely before letting the rest of the hair fall loosely down his back. Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn with the heat of the elven's skin against his thighs, but he kept his composure. 

"I might be busy today." Yuta sighed. "I need to do something for my father." 

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“Will it take long?”

“Maybe. I have some diplomats to deal with.” The alpha moved as if to turn his head but stopped when he realized Jaehyun hadn’t finished braiding his hair yet. “There’ll be a bonfire banquet tonight, we can meet there.”

“Oh? I thought the banquet only happened on the last day.”

“Not exactly. The elders like offerings at the bonfire during the first days, and on the last day… it’s just the releasing of the lanterns.”

The elven said the last part in a low tone.

“I see.”

“Can you handle being without me again, Peach?”

“Huh, I guess there’s not much I can do about it.” Jaehyun just sighed. “I’ll manage that.”

“I see you don’t need me that much anymore.”

“It’s not like you gave me a choice.” He pouted. “I should go to the market. I remember Ten telling me he’d be there before the festival started. I haven’t spoken to him since.”

“I heard his cuisine has been quite a hit.” Yuta shrugged. “I see he managed to adapt quickly too.”

Jaehyun smiled slightly. Indeed, Ten had indeed adapted well to Elior, and that genuinely made him happy.

“I know, right? I'm glad Kun and the other apprentices embraced him.” Jaehyun patted the alpha’s shoulders as an indication that he was done. The elven slowly stood up but didn’t seem to want to see the result of the braid, making the omega just raise an eyebrow at him. “Don’t you want to see if it’s good?”

Yuta smiled confidently.

“I trust you, Peach.”

Jaehyun blushed and adjusted himself on the edge of the bed. His eyes lightly falling on the alpha’s naked torso. He stared longer than he should as heat coursed through his body.

“My eyes are up here.”

The alpha said playfully, making Jaehyun's cheeks burn even more.

“S-shut up.”

They parted ways in the plaza. It was already possible to see the preparations for the banquet that would happen later. Jaehyun watched Yuta walk away until he disappeared inside the Alberich's abode. The ornate wooden door closed behind him, and the omega let out a deep sigh, as if he needed to gather the strength to continue the day alone. His fingers still carried the heat of the elven's skin but he tucked them into the fabric of his robes and moved on. He was ready to look for Ten, but he stopped halfway when he heard a loud and familiar laugh echo through the plaza.

Donghyuck.

The little omega was there, visibly excited, talking to two alphas. One of them was a little taller than him, with dark brown hair and tanned skin that shone under the morning sun. The other looked younger than both of them and wore an elegant attire with a jacket of animal fur. He was holding a wolf pup in his arms, slowly stroking its gray furred head. Donghyuck noticed Jaehyun standing in the distance and wasted no time. He raised his small hand, waving forcefully at Jaehyun.

"Hey, prince!"

He shouted and then turned to the two elves for a moment. They looked at him clearly surprised. The youngest, however, pressed the pup against his chest carefully, as if he wanted to protect him, but Donghyuck was quick to grab him by the hand and pull him towards Jaehyun.

“Prince! Prince!”

“H-hi, Donghyuck. Are these your friends?”

“Yes, they are!” He cleared his throat. “This is Chanyoung and Jeongin, and the pup is Karu! Have you ever seen a wolf before?”

The omega briefly remembered that wolf in Alberich's abode. That brief feeling of danger that lasted for a second before the blonde elven stopped him.

“Huh, I have, actually, but it was way bigger.” He smiled gently at the boys who seemed shy. “I’m… Jaehyun. You can just call me Jaehyun.”

Donghyuck crossed his arms and pouted.

“I prefer to call you prince.”

“Prince is elegant.”

The boy named Chanyoung said.

“Prince is scarier.”

Jeongin said, followed by a soft bark from de pup in his arms making Jaehyun giggled lightly.

"Scarier?" Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him. "That doesn't sound like a compliment."

Jeongin shrank a little, as if he had said something he shouldn't have but Donghyuck patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"He didn't mean it in a bad way! Scarier... It can also mean majestic!"

"You're making it up, Donghyuck."

Chayoung crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at him and the omega just grimaced at him.

"Well, anyway, the prince is cool!" 

Donghyuck insisted, with his arms on his waist, as if he was defending a great cause. Jaehyun smiled, touched by the little omega's attempt.

"Thank you, Donghyuck. I'll take that as a real compliment."

“It’s supposed to be one! Right, Innie?” He answered quickly, turning his gaze to Jeongin who simply nodded. “We were going to write our names for the duels, do you want to come with us, prince?”

Jaehyun blinked. It was true. He remembered the conversation he had the other day at lunch with the Alberich, his eyes slowly passed over the boys and realized exactly who they were.

“Oh, is that so?”

“YES!”

Chanyoung and Donghyuck said in unison.

“I thought you were friends.”

“We are!” Donghyuck announced with a sparkle in his eyes, while throwing small punches in the air. “But this is the first time I’ll be able to participate and Chanyoung is last year’s winner!”

Chanyoung puffed out his chest proudly.

“And you?”

Jaehyun looked at the little alpha who just pouted and the wolf in his lap whimpered as if sharing the same feeling.

“The duels are only open to those over seven years old.”

“Oh.”

Donghyuck approached the youngest and patted him on the back.

“Innie, we’ll duel as soon as you can!”

“We already promised that.”

Chanyoung completed.

“So, prince?” Donghyuck turned back to Jaehyun, eyes full of expectation. “Do you want to come see us duel? Maybe even cheer for me!”

“For you?” Chanyoung cut in. “My appa is already friends with the prince.”

Donghyuck put his hands on his hips again.

“And the prince spent TEN! Days in my house training with me and my appa!” 

Chanyoung opened his mouth to retort but seemed to give up. He only snorted lightly. 

“Fine.” 

Jaehyun cleared his throat to get their attention. 

“I’ll cheer for you both then, how about that?” 

The eyes of the two little elves shone. That answer seemed to please them and then he followed those three children who left in front of him with quick steps. 

The place where the duels would take place was not far from the plaza, but he had to run to keep up with them. Especially after Jeongin released the wolf pup, he was the one running ahead of the other two, with Karu at his side. He wondered if it was common among the elves of Jeongin’s village to have wolves. He remembered that blond omega. He was certainly Yongbok. One of the representative warriors. 

The dueling area was already crowded by the time they arrived. The sound of chatter blended with the soft rustle of flags and ribbons decorating the space. The well-trimmed lawn delimited the circular arena in the center, surrounded by a wooden structure woven with flowering branches and hanging lanterns, which swayed gently in the wind. Low benches and improvised bleachers formed a semicircle around it, decorated with pastel-colored fabrics and gold details.

“Appa!”

Donghyuck jumped up and waved the moment he saw the blond elven. Taeyong's citrine eyes turned to his son and he smiled widely. The villagers around him quickly made room for the children to pass the moment they saw who they were. Donghyuck grabbed Taeyong's leg, clearly happy to see him.

“Appa! I thought you were going to be busy!”

“Well, I am.” He stroked the little omega's brown hair. “I just happened to be here. Have you guys written your names for the duels?”

He looked at Chanyoung who just nodded.

“The duels haven't started yet!”

“Uncle Tae, my appa is here too?”

Jeongin asked followed by a bark from the little wolf beside him. Taeyong glanced briefly at Jaehyun before turning his eyes back to the boys.

“Well… About that…”

“Look, the opening duel is about to begin!”

An elven called out as he hurried past them. Immediately, all eyes turned to the arena, and then Jaehyun noticed two elves already positioned in the center. The crowd seemed eager with what was about to start.

“Let’s sit down.”

Taeyong placed his hands on Donghyuck and Jeongin’s shoulders, guiding them. However, the little alpha suddenly stopped.

“Wait, that’s my dad!” He pouted pointing to an alpha dressed in black attire and slightly curly black hair who was warming up in the arena. Then, he looked to the opposite side. “And my appa!”

“Well…” Taeyong sighed and looked at Jaehyun. “Help me?”

“Oh, o-okay.”

They managed to convince Jeongin to accompany them until they found a place to sit in the stands. Taeyong quickly distracted the three with caramelized fruits on a stick but their eyes still sparkled as they watched the center of the arena. After all, the other duelist was none other than Yongbok himself.

“Don’t ask me how things turned out to be like this but I’m pretty sure it’s your dad’s doing.” Taeyong said to Jeongin. He then stared at Jaehyun and nodded toward the opposite side. “I think he noticed that some of the villagers were uncomfortable with those Vollachians around and decided to entertain the crowd his way.” 

Jaehyun looked at the other side and noticed the tent set up discreetly. Flags bearing the Vollachia symbol fluttered in the breeze. Seated inside were Lady Sooyoung and Lord Donghae. Their eyes sharp and composed, scanning the surroundings with elegance and seriousness. Jaehyun bit his lower lip at the sight.

“This is going to be fun!”

Donghyuck said in an excited tone next to Taeyong who just put his arm around his son's shoulder. A third elven entered the arena, he just muttered a chant and positioned himself in the middle with something similar to an ocarina in hands. The alpha with slightly curly black hair stretched as if getting ready to fight while the omega only crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. He seemed to be used to it.

“Come on, Lix.” The alpha finished warming up. “You know the rules.”

“You're being silly, alpha.”

“Me? Never! I'm just giving the crowd the best opening duel they could ask for.”

Yongbok raised an eyebrow and sighed.

“Alright then.”

He approached the weapons rack next to the arena but hesitated. He glanced briefly at the diplomats' tent and then turned his face briefly to the sky before sighing and turning back.

“Oh? You want fist on fist, babe?”

The alpha teased.

“It will be faster.” Yongbok shrugged and gave a restrained, elegant bow before raising his hand gracefully and making a beckoning gesture. “Come.”

"Overly confident."

The alpha muttered with a smirk before launching himself forward as soon as they heard the whistle. 

Jaehyun blinked and the omega had already taken a step back. 

His body moved with an almost artistic fluidity, dodging the alpha’s fists and, with a swift motion, grabbing his arm and redirecting it to the side before striking him firmly on the forehead.  Then they heard the sound of the whistle echoing throughout the arena as the alpha staggered back two steps, eyes wide. 

He had clearly lost the first round.

“Again?”

Yongbok smirked at him. Without answering, the alpha gritted his teeth and charged forward once more. 

They were fast and Jaehyun realized that their movements were synchronized. What should have seemed like a fight, now seemed like a graceful dance. The seriousness on their faces was replaced by confident smiles. Defenses and attacks were like choreographed steps.

Still, it seemed easier for Yongbok to predict the alpha's movements. In a swift spin, the omega threw him hard against the grass. The alpha fell backwards with a muffled thud, and a brief silence fell over the crowd before turning into a cheering chorus. 

The elven lay there for a second, staring at the sky with rapid breathing, before letting out a short laugh. 

“You’re always so ruthless…”

His voice was muffled, but still audible. Yongbok only raised an eyebrow. 

“Are you trying to trick me with compliments, alpha?”

The alpha stood up, brushing grass off his shoulders. His eyes sparkled with challenge but also pride.

“Is it working?”

Yongbok smiled and the sound of the whistle was heard once more. Jaehyun held his breath. The alpha attacked with more strategy this time, trying to trick Yongbok into making a mistake. But the omega was steady, calm, and his feet glided across the arena as if he knew where every blade of grass would be before he even stepped. 

When the alpha tried to grab him with a low blow, Yongbok spun, caught his wrist, and in a single fluid movement twisted his arm back, pushing him to the ground. They both fell with a thud, but Yongbok was faster, trapping the other’s body with his legs. 

“Are you ready to give up now, alpha?”

His voice was soft but firm, almost like an intimate provocation.

“Never!”

The alpha struggled, the effort visible in his tense muscles but Yongbok only smirked. Holding his arm with more strength. Then, the alpha sighed and opened a wide smile.

“Ah… as beautiful as the day we met.”

Yongbok blushed. Just for a moment. It was enough. The alpha took the opportunity to free himself and the two turned around, with the alpha on top.

“Gotcha!”

The alpha said between giggles. The two were breathing heavily, but there was still a sparkle in their eyes. The alpha then stood up and extended his hand. Yongbok accepted it naturally. He then raised the omega's hand into the air and made a sign. 

Yongbok had won.

The audience exploded in applause. Beside him, the children clapped happily. Jeongin, especially. He looked at his parents with wide, shining eyes. An image of pure admiration. Across the arena, Lady Sooyoung slowly crossed her legs, leaning back with elegance in the ornate chair beneath the tent. She raised a fan to cover her face, clearly hiding her indignation at the whole scene. On the other hand, Donghae kept his chin up, his eyes half-closed towards the arena and the interaction between the two elves. 

Jaehyun didn't know what to say. An omega had just defeated an alpha. Right before his eyes. If he were in Vollachia and someone said that to anyone at the court, it would be met with heavy laughter. But Elior was far from that oppressive capital. It was different. It always has been.

And Jaehyun was thrilled.

-

The music echoed softly between the stone arches of the plaza, blending with the soft crackling of the bonfire. The flames danced with the light breeze of the wind and reflected warm colors on the stones embedded in the posts that glowed like fireflies. There was laughter, rhythmic footsteps and the scent of food in the air. 

The sun had already set and the villagers were all gathered in the plaza. Or at least most of them. The representative warriors. Some apprentices. The diplomats and other groups from the twelve villages. It was an environment that should have been one of unity and celebration, but Jaehyun noticed that there was a certain distance between the diplomats and the rest. It wasn't surprising though. They certainly didn't like how there were no significant differences between the elves.

Sooyoung and Donghae watched the subsequent duels earlier, the alpha of House Park was the first to withdraw after a few duels. She seemed much more outraged by the whole thing than she let on and Donghae remained serious, watching everything in a way that only reminded Jaehyun of the first time he saw him in Vollachia.

“Enjoying the festival so far?”

Taeyong asked, taking him out of his bubble.

“Huh, maybe.”

“Didn’t sound convincing.” Taeyong raised an eyebrow at him. “Your eyes during the duels said otherwise though.”

Jaehyun blushed slightly. He certainly seemed more excited than he intended to show. The duels had stirred something in him, more than he expected.

“I just… I haven’t gotten used to everything here yet.”

“I see.” The elven just shrugged. “But you seemed really interested in the duels. Are you ready for that already?”

Jaehyun just shook his head.

“No, please. I only started training more seriously with Yuta recently.”

The blonde raised an eyebrow at him.

“Yuta is already taking you seriously?”

He blushed.

“Huh? Y-yes.”

“Really? I’m impressed, actually.”

“Well, gentlemen.” Youngho interrupted them, approaching with subtle politeness. “May I have the honor of dancing with my mate?”

Taeyong looked at the alpha before sighing.

“I’m on duty. What happened to your favorite Vollachian?”

Youngho pointed to Ten who was on the other side of the plaza. 

“He’s danced enough already.” Youngho shrugged. “Besides, Hyde’s already here and I’m sure you don’t need to keep an eye on the diplomats even here.” 

The alpha smiled confidently and Taeyong just rolled his eyes and placed his hand over Youngho’s. 

“You better not fail to keep up with me.” 

“And have I ever failed you?” 

Taeyong blushed a little and then went with him. Jaehyun watched them as the omega took off his coat and placed it on a table. They joined the groups of elves dancing around the fire with wide smiles at each other. The music still echoed between the stone arches and the atmosphere was soft and pleasant, with an almost ethereal image. It was hard not to get carried away by the charm of it all. 

He made his way through the surrounding groups and approached Ten, who was sitting further ahead, his blond hair illuminated by the orange light of the fire. He looked a little tired, but he still smiled when he saw him. 

“Oh, hey.” He said with a slight smile. “Sorry if I look a little wrecked up right now. I danced too much.”

“It’s alright, did you have fun?”

“Yeah.” He blushed as he looked over to where Taeyong and Youngho were dancing. “It’s… been great, so far.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Ten was about to say something but stopped. His eyes turned to the alpha behind Jaehyun and the omega turned around just as the music stopped.

"Excuse me, could I have the honor of dancing with my husband? " 

Jaehyun blinked. The elven had a slight blush on his cheeks, as if he was embarrassed for acting like that. The omega bit his lip as he looked at the groups of excited elves waiting for the music to start again. 

"Sorry, but I don't think I... I don’t think I know how to dance this." 

"To be honest, there's no right way." Yuta shrugged. "Would you allow me to guide you?"

Jaehyun stared at his hand. Yuta was clearly trying to make Jaehyun feel comfortable. Thoughtful of him. Handsome of him. He looked back at the couples there. The joy on their faces. Jaehyun wasn't part of it, but that didn't mean he couldn't have fun, right? He hesitated for a moment and then placed his hand over Yuta's shyly.

"As long as you don't trip over my feet."

"I didn't do that even in our first dance. I won't do it now."

The alpha said confidently and Jaehyun looked away as his cheeks burned.

And then the music started again.

But the thing is…

Jaehyun learned to dance at the court. Head Omega taught him everything he needed to know. All the rules of etiquette to look impeccable. To fill the eyes of the nobles with desire for the perfect prince. The perfect omega. But that dance went against all of that. He didn't need to know any specific steps. No posture. No tricks to look desirable. Yuta just helped him figure out how to move his body. Holding his waist. Touching his hand firmly. The same way he touched him when he helped him maintain his posture when holding the sword. Guiding, but always leaving room for Jaehyun to choose how to follow. 

He slowly managed to follow the rhythm of the music that had started to play. Shy at first. The eyes around him slowly falling on them. The diplomats. Hyde and Aeri. The warriors. 

"Just look at me." 

Yuta muttered. His smile was wide. Confident. Excited. As if only he and Jaehyun mattered at that moment. He felt his heart warm, and that was what did it. The figures around them began to blur together until It was just him and Yuta. Smiling at each other. Laughing at each other. Trying to find the best timing for the dance. The music continued, but to Jaehyun, the sound now came from within. Warming and enveloping, just like the alpha’s cherry blossom scent. His alpha.

He didn’t know for how long they danced but as long as Yuta was there with him he felt like he could go all night long. Just staring at him. Dancing with him. Touching him. Embracing him or just following his lead.

When the music stopped, they were laughing at each other. An intimate moment. The elven caressed his face and he leaned over his hand to feel that touch better. His amber eyes were fixed on him. Wanting more. Needing more. He leaned forward and Jaehyun did the same. Indulging in a warm, soft kiss. 

"I see my dear brother-in-law is having fun pretending to be one of us." 

Aeri's voice echoed through the plaza. Everyone stopped. Aeri stared at them from the other side. The gazes of the people were fixed on her, curious, awaiting her next sentence. 

"Aeri." Yuta said in a harsh tone, standing in front of Jaehyun. "That's enough ." 

"No, dear brother." She shook her head negatively. "I can accept this marriage, and I can accept his presence here, but I've been bothered ever since I saw him at the beginning of this festival. The prince is still a Vollachian, he should behave as such." 

She pointed at him.

“He’s not one of us.”

Jaehyun bit his lip. That should have been expected. Aeri had never been a big fan of him. He looked at the elven in front of him and realized that Yuta was ready to defend him even against his own sister, but he was hesitant. He shouldn’t have to do this. It’s his family. Jaehyun allowed himself to take a step forward.

“This alliance was formed to allow elves and humans to have a peaceful relationship. Is it so wrong for me to see, appreciate, and enjoy your culture?”

Aeri bit her lower lip.

“You’re right.” She looked at Hyde who was standing at his desk, ready to intervene. “Then, if that’s the case… I hereby challenge you to a duel.”

Jaehyun froze.

A heavy silence fell over the plaza. Diplomats muttered among themselves. Warriors glanced at each other in alert. Eventually, all eyes turned to him. Aeri had a confident smile on her face. Whatever answer Jaehyun gave her, it would be worth what she had just done. Cornering him in front of everyone at the banquet. In front of the warriors. In front of Yuta. Jaehyun could run. He should run. Aeri is Yuta’s sister. Sister of the Warrior Prince. She certainly knew how to fight.

But if he ran, it would give exactly what she wanted. She wanted to show how weak he was. To humiliate him. To say that the mate of the warrior prince was a coward. It would also show to other elves that Yuta would be better with Dejun. He wasn’t an elven after all. Jaehyun was human. Vollachian. A spoiled prince. He had all odds against him.

He spiraled for a second before clenching his fists. You have your own voice. He remembered those words from Yuta. The uneasiness shifted inside him. It was replaced by something else. A flame, perhaps. Jaehyun didn't like this. Being the center of attention. Being constantly watched and judged by everyone around him. He should be used to it.

"I..." 

He looked at Yuta. The alpha clearly did not want any of this, but Aeri wouldn't stop. Yuta knew very well that she wouldn’t. He certainly had authority to stop her but he didn’t. If he did he was also showing that he sees Jaehyun as weak.

It was inevitable. 

He gritted his teeth. He was tired of being underestimated. He had the answer and everyone was waiting for it. When he opened his mouth, he looked at Aeri. His knuckles were closed and he wasn’t trembling anymore.

Then, the only possible answer echoed through the plaza. 

"I accept."

Chapter Text

The wind blew gently but it was heavy with tension. The sky was cloudy, although there was no sign of rain. There was something ceremonial about that morning. The arena was fuller than the day before. Perhaps because of the importance of the duel that was about to begin or simply because the Alberich and all the representative warriors were there. The flags of the diplomats' tent were waving gently, as were the ribbons and flower decorations hanging from the posts around the arena. There was also a sense of anxiety. It was possible to see the anticipation on the faces of the crowd, the whispers, the sideways glances. That duel was awaited with great expectation by the villagers.

Two names had been announced. Two descendants of strong bloodlines. Two children loved by the citizens of Elior. After all, both were children of representative warriors.

On one side, Chanyoung was already positioned with his staff in his hands. His gaze was confident, but not presumptuous. Jaehyun could see Sangyeon and Juyeon seated two tables away from where he was. The alpha had his chest proudly puffed out while the omega had a calm but apprehensive look on his face. Despite this, it was clear how much they rooted for their son. 

On the other side stood Donghyuck. He gripped his staff with both hands, as if he was a bit insecure. His citrine-colored eyes briefly turned to Taeyong and Youngho, sitting next to Aeri and Hyde. It was a quick exchange of glances. His parents didn't seem to want to pressure him. They just gave him a thumbs up and smiled. There was no pressure. Just their silent rule: he had to do his best.

The young elven took a deep breath and positioned himself. A confident smile formed on his face, gentle, almost charming, and for a moment it seemed to envelop Chanyoung. The young alpha responded with the same gesture and also assumed his position. A flame-haired elven walked to the side of the arena. He was carrying a tiny ocarina in his hands.

The rules were simple. One of the fighters had to register their names on the official list, where they would then receive the day and time of the duel within the seven days of the festival. The disputes always followed the best-of-five format. Victory was granted to the one who reached three rounds won. To win a round, it was necessary to touch the opponent but as long as the blow hit the torso. Arms and legs were neutral areas and did not count.

Jaehyun observed the area where he was, more tables arranged around the Alberich for each representative warrior and their respective mates. For those who had one, of course. The omega bit his lower lip. There was still a heavy feeling in his chest. He didn't turn his eyes to look at Yuta beside him. He didn't know what to say. Something between them had become strange after Jaehyun accepted the duel with Aeri. The elven didn't scold him but he didn't encourage him either. It was hard to know what was going on in Yuta's head and it seemed like they had returned to a state he hated. A state similar to when they married. Strangers to each other.

“It’s about to begin.” 

Yuta muttered and Jaehyun just decided to focus on the duel. He had promised to cheer for both of the young elves after all. 

The ocarina rang out with a sharp, clear tone. Immediately, the two kids jumped forward. Their staffs clashed in the air, creating a dry sound that echoed throughout the arena. Their movements were light and impressive, dodging, blocking and spinning. Donghyuck stepped to the side, trying to find an opening, and Chanyoung responded with a quick spin that almost hit his shoulder. 

Jaehyun held his breath as did the crowd watching them. The two elves were small but their strikes were precise and for a few moments, they seemed perfectly balanced. 

It was then that Chanyoung noticed the subtle imbalance in Donghyuck’s footing. A moment of hesitation after a retreat which he took advantage of and with an agile movement, slid forward and stuck the padded tip of the staff right in the center of the omega's belly. Donghyuck staggered a step back in surprise and the flame-haired elven raised his hand as he whistled the ocarina.

Chanyoung had won the first round.

The crowd applauded. Sangyeon smiled with his chest even more inflated and then looked at Juyeon. He said a few comforting words to the omega before kissing him. On the other side, Taeyong just nodded calmly to his son, signaling that he was doing well while Youngho raised his thumb again to the young omega and gave him a confident smile.

“Expected from Sangyeon’s son.” Hyde said with a shrug beside him. “But Taeyong’s child hasn’t found his confidence completely yet.”

Jaehyun looked at Donghyuck and he did indeed seem slightly hesitant.

“Do you think he’s scared?”

Jaehyun asked with his voice too low. Aeri rolled her eyes and Hyde just looked at the prince and giggled.

“Not at all. He’s just getting used to it.”

Donghyuck took a deep breath and twirled the staff in his hands. His citrine eyes fixed on Chanyoung with new determination, and then the second whistle blew.

The omega took two smooth steps to the side, as if testing the ground, his eyes following every small movement of his opponent. Chanyoung, noticing this new posture, advanced with confidence. His staff cut through the air in a swift arc, aiming for Donghyuck's side. But the little elven rolled his body, narrowly dodging it, and then blocking the next strike with firm precision.

The crowd whispered with each other, they were fully absorbed by the duel. Jaehyun noticed Yongbok with that black-haired alpha at his side talking to each other without taking their eyes off the fight. Jeongin was on the alpha's lap watching the fight attentively, his smoky zirconia eyes shining with excitement. 

In the arena, Chanyoung tried again, a quick attack aimed at the shoulder, but Donghyuck was already expecting him. With precision, he parried the opponent's staff, redirecting the blow to the side. The movement left the young alpha briefly exposed and without wasting time, Donghyuck lightly spun his staff and touched the padded tip to the back of Chanyoung's neck. He widened his eyes in surprise when he heard the whistle. 

Donghyuck had won the second round. 

The arena exploded in applause and excited mutters. The elves seemed even more delighted with the turn of events. Taeyong and Youngho clenched their fists in a small but clear celebration. Taeyong and Sangyeon exchanged a few respectful words of praise before the third whistle echoed across the arena.

Now tied, the two young warriors were more attentive, more focused. Neither of them was willing to give up the second point. Donghyuck twirled the staff in small circles between his fingers and his eyes were alert. Chanyoung, on the other hand, kept his guard firm and his expression more serious. Sangyeon muttered to Juyeon that their son was taking this seriously and Taeyong just smiled confidently.

Then, at the same moment, they both advanced.

Chanyoung's staff sliced ​​through the air in a quick attempt to hit Donghyuck's rib, but the young omega was already moving, ducking and turning on his heel. The audience gasped with each exchange, eyes wide at the speed and precision of the two young fighters.

Donghyuck attacked back, two blows in a row, one to the flank and the other to the chest, but both defended by Chanyoung, who responded with precision. It was as if they could read each other's movements. Each action reflected a counterattack. The pace increased, the steps became wider, bolder. 

Donghyuck tried to repeat the move that won him the previous round but he missed the timing. Chanyoung saw the opening, spun his staff, and landed a clean hit to Donghyuck’s stomach. The omega stumbled a step back from the soft impact, and the whistle echoed through the arena.

Chanyoung only needed one more point to win.

On the other side of the diplomats' tent, Sooyoung was mumbling to Donghae and Doyoung, always covering her mouth with a fan, but the way her eyebrow was slightly raised was clearly an indication that she had already expected an alpha to be stronger than an omega. Doyoung laughed and Donghae seemed to mumble something to her, who just rolled her eyes.

The fourth whistle sounded.

This time, Donghyuck advanced first.

His movements were sharper. More resolute. It was as if the previous defeat had ignited something inside him. Chanyoung tried to maintain his composure, but the omega's pace was relentless. Donghyuck swung the staff with fluid grace, almost like a dance. Fast, precise and unpredictable. 

He circled Chanyoung, testing his defenses, forcing him to retreat, but the alpha didn't allow himself to be intimidated. He lunged forward with a precise strike aimed at Donghyuck's neck but then changed the route of his attack. Donghyuck noticed this and turned his body, letting their staffs meet. He redirected the strike downward into the grass with force, then turned his body in sync with Chanyoung. Back to back and emerging on the other side, Donghyuck raised the staff, aiming at the alpha's exposed flank. 

Chanyoung, in reflex, managed to raise his staff to block it but the defense wasn’t enough. He was able to block only the first impact. A crack cut through the air and before Chanyoung could reposition himself to counterattack, Donghyuck’s staff struck his abdomen with force and the whistle blew.

The next round would decide it all.

Jaehyun looked around, observing the illuminated faces and the enthusiasm of the audience. There was a flame in the eyes of the elves. Pride, hope, pure joy for witnessing something that represented the best of them. The strength of the descendants of the representative warriors. 

He felt his chest tighten. All of this would disappear when it was him in the arena. The excitement would give way to doubt, to mistrust. And with the slightest slip, the slightest stumble, the same audience that was now applauding two children with admiration would become a sea of ​​judging eyes and perhaps even certainty. That certainty that Jaehyun was weak. Useless. Incapable. That he wouldn't even be able to hold his ground. No one believed in him. Not even his husband.

He saw, out of the corner of his eye, Yuta's hand approaching his on the table. A simple gesture. Almost shy. But still... late . The omega pulled his hand back.

This was not the time for him to accept any comfort from the elven. He didn't want it. Not when he deliberately chose not to even give him an opinion. Not a word. Not a warning. Just the silence that came when Jaehyun needed to hear something from him the most. He would rather hear that he was weak, that he was foolish, that he wasn't ready, anything, than to hear nothing at all.

The fifth and final whistle echoed, cutting through the thick air of the arena and silencing all whispers. The two children advanced at the same time, fiercely. Their staffs clashed and the crowd held their breath. 

Chanyoung struck first, his staff whizzing through the air in two consecutive arcs. Donghyuck blocked with precision and twisted his body in response, sliding to the side of the attacks. The alpha's blows seemed heavier but no less effective. Chanyoung was strength while Donghyuck was speed. 

One jumped, the other dodged. One attacked, the other counterattacked. The staffs exchanged cracks in the air and on the body with such speed that the eyes could barely follow. The audience was mesmerized. Beads of sweat ran down their temples. Their light clothes clung to their straining bodies. But the eyes of the two children shone. Their smiles were wide and confident. A look of respect and admiration for each other. Both were giving their all, and both desperately wanted to win.

And then, came the final moment.

Both of them advanced in synchronized movements. Chanyoung's strike with the staff made Donghyuck lose his, which flew towards Jaehyun but was stopped by Yuta mid-air. The young alpha then adjusted his posture and charged at the omega, who assumed a new position with his hands and dodged the attack, moving even faster. A movement that seemed to surprise Chanyoung, who gave up on his own staff by jumping back before the omega's hand touched his forehead. 

The crowd was anxious. Eyes attentive to the movements of their fists. Punches and kicks being blocked and dodged. They seemed closer now without the staffs but their movements were equally precise and then when Chanyoung grabbed Donghyuck's fist, the omega made him stagger back to dodge a knee strike and then the two spun at the same time. 

It was in the blink of an eye. Their feet touched each other and with the force they used, they were pushed back and fell on the soft grass. An almost sacred silence fell over the arena and then came the whistle.

“Draw!”

The flame-haired elven said and the arena exploded in applause, screams, whistles. There was no disappointment. Only celebration. The children of representative warriors had shown everything they had. They were young elves who were on equal footing. But for Jaehyun, seeing that tie between an alpha and an omega was still surprising. He was once again thrilled by it. His heart beat fast in excitement. He looked at Aeri who was clapping her hands at her table and clenched his fists. He wanted that. He wanted those eyes, those smiles. He wanted it directed at him. He didn’t want to lose, though deep down, he knew it was almost inevitable. He took a deep breath and began to clap.

Whether he liked it or not, he was a stranger in that land. 

Just a Vollachian dressed in Elior's attire. A prince trying to fit in in that capital so different from anything he had ever seen. A prince from whom no one expected anything. Not even his husband who he thought had at least a bit of confidence in him. But regardless of all that, he decided that he would do his best.

-

The music echoed through the streets. It wasn't the first time Jaehyun had noticed how much the elves enjoyed it. The music came from balconies, from street corners, from instruments played carelessly by young elves sitting on flower-covered walls. The elves loved it. They liked to dance and feel the joy of even the smallest melody. Their dances had no rules and nothing was coordinated. Quite different from the choreographed moves Jaehyun knew from Vollachia. In that capital, music belonged to formal celebrations. To those balls or wedding ceremonies. Outside of those occasions, Vollachia was silent. Cold. 

He parted ways with Yuta after the duel without saying much. A simple "I'm going to take a look at the market." quick and low, but he knew the alpha had heard. Yuta didn't respond, he just let Jaehyun walk away. Maintaining that frustrating silence. 

The market was a sea of ​​voices, colors, and scents. Stalls decorated with embroidered fabrics, fruits Jaehyun didn’t recognize by name, sweet and smoky incense, ceramics decorated with constellation patterns and wooden sculptures. It was lively and charming, but still. Jaehyun felt slightly out of place. Even though no one there turned their attention to him. The elves seemed completely absorbed in the environment around them.

He wandered aimlessly through the alleys of the market, stopping every now and then to observe objects that caught his attention or were offered by merchants who were really good at using words. A necklace made with seeds that glowed blue. A fabric that slightly changed color under the light. A book whose pages gave off a sweet smell of dried flowers but the texture of the cover seemed to be made of something soft like cotton. Everything was beautiful.

“I’m sure the chosen warrior would like it.”

An elderly elven commented and Jaehyun just bit his lower lip.

“Thank you, I… I’ll tell him.”

He smiled and walked away from the stall, feeling the sweet scent of the flowers dissipate in the air. His steps remained slow but his mind was already far from there.

His heart tightened in his chest. Despite everything, he wanted Yuta there with him. He wanted Yuta to show him what parts of the market he found interesting. What he would buy. What he would eat for Jaehyun to ask him what he used to eat before the omega started cooking for them in that little house they had. What smells reminded him of his childhood. What he found pretty. If he found him pretty . Jaehyun realized that he hadn't known some of these little details in all the time they had been married. Their lives always seemed very busy, no matter what capital they were in. They had light conversations during their meals and training, Yuta shared a few things and for the most part seemed to want to know more about Jaehyun than to talk about himself. Jaehyun knew more about his deeds told by others, the Warrior Prince, the warrior chosen by the elders of Elior. Someone admired by the villagers. 

Maybe that was what made Jaehyun so frustrated with him at that moment. Because he wouldn't let himself be anyone other than the image of the chosen warrior. The calm, serious demeanor. Jaehyun could understand that, at least part of it. After all, he had also lived and still lives with the weight of Vollachian rigors on his back, but even Jaehyun was managing to shake it off a bit. Was it really that hard for Yuta to support him? Maybe he was really embarrassed that Jaehyun had accepted the duel. Maybe Yuta just knew he wasn’t a real challenge to Aeri. And Jaehyun couldn’t even blame him for that. Yuta was the one training him, he surely knew his limits but even then… He couldn’t help but feel hurt. 

He hated that feeling.

It was as if the elven had nothing to say about him. Nothing to feel.

He was sinking slowly into that cold, familiar loneliness when a soft melody rose in the distance. Fluted, cutting through the whispers of the market like a fragrant breeze. There was also laughter. Applause. Jaehyun followed the music, crossing an archway covered in leaves until he reached a small stone square where a crowd was beginning to gather.

He recognized an elven with black, curly hair. The alpha who was clearly Yongbok's mate. He was sitting on top of a low wall, with a blue ocarina in his hands, playing with his eyes half closed, wrapped up in his own music. Two elves beside him clapped their hands in alternating rhythm, while a third accompanied him on a drum slung over his shoulder, but the center of attention was not them, but Yongbok himself.

For the first time, Jaehyun saw the omega without the usual serious expression on his face. It was quite the opposite. He had a wide smile highlighted by the freckles on his face. His eyes were closed like half moons, just like his son's. He held Jeongin's hands as the two danced to the same rhythm of the melody being played. As if they were in a little world of their own. The villagers watched their steps in wonder. The song lasted for a while, captivating everyone's attention until the music ended and both Yongbok and Jeongin stopped with their hands up as if they had just finished a performance. The applause echoed towards them and a smaller group surrounded them, clearly wanting the attention of the representative warrior.

“Prince!” Jeongin ran towards him the moment his eyes spotted him. His steps were hurried and clumsy. “You're here!”

“Oh, hi, Jeongin.” Jaehyun smiled at the young alpha. “You and your appa dance really well.”

Jeongin smiled proudly.

"We always dance together back home. My dad loves to play for us!"

"Really? I see he's quite talented too."

"Well, I guess I'll take the compliment."

The voice came from behind Jeongin. The alpha with short, curly black hair approached with a smile, placing his hand on his son's head and ruffling his hair affectionately. He wore a type of top with light silver decorations that exposed his toned abdomen. Metal armbands decorated with organic patterns wrapped around his forearms, and small ornaments of carved wood and turquoise stones hung from leather straps attached to the outfit. A detail that Jaehyun recognized from the other temple apprentices he had seen.

Over his shoulders rested a thick black fur cloak, clearly from a wolf. Held by metal hooks with pendants and delicate chains that jingled lightly. The piece looked heavy and gave him an imposing air, but he looked natural wearing it. Like he was already used to it. It was similar to the one Jeongin and Yongbok wore. The little alpha's was light gray and Yongbok's was a bright white. Together, they formed a family that drew attention. Like a small pack.

"I don't think we've been introduced yet." He bowed slightly. "I'm Bangchan. The father of this little troublemaker here." 

Jeongin pouted, only to receive a light pinch on his cheek.

"I’m Prince-" He stopped. “I’m Jeong Jaehyun. Nice to meet you.” 

He returned the bow.

"Fantastic." Bangchan smiled. “I was really hoping to meet you. It's not every day that we leave our village and having the opportunity to meet the prince promised to our chosen warrior makes things more worthwhile." 

He turned around and raised his arm. 

"Hey Lix!" 

He called to Yongbok who had a slight smile but it soon disappeared the moment his gray diamond eyes fell on Jaehyun. His expression became serious as the other times he had seen the warrior. Then, he just turned his face and walked in another direction. Jaehyun bit his lower lip, he was clearly someone Yongbok didn’t want to be anywhere near.

"Oh..." The alpha looked a little embarrassed. "Well, sorry, Lix doesn't... huh, doesn't really like Vollachians, I'm sure you understand." 

"It's okay." Jaehyun raised his hands as if the elven didn't need to explain. "We can't do anything about it." 

Bangchan shook his head.

“Well, I thought he might make an exception for you, since he and Yuta are good friends but I guess that’s not the case.”

Yuta doesn’t seem to want to talk to me either . He thought. 

“It’s… It’s alright.”

Jeongin approached him and held his hand. 

“Appa is difficult sometimes, prince. Don’t be upset.” 

Bangchan laughed lightly.

“Indeed! Do you know how many times I had to confess to him before he accepted my vow? Fifteen!” He placed his hand on his chest. “He always said something mean just to push me away but I didn’t give up though… If I had known that just defeating him in battle would be enough to conquer him completely, I would have done it much sooner.” 

Jaehyun allowed himself to laugh at that moment. 

“Did you really defeat him? The other day he seemed to be quite difficult to face.” 

“Oh! That’s true.” The alpha looked at the young elven next to Jaehyun. “Jeongin told me that you had watched us. Yesterday was a very… difficult day. Lix has been a little too alert because of the Vollachians and needed to relax. I didn’t take him seriously.” 

Jeongin widened his eyes at him. 

“Dad, don’t say it out loud! Appa will get mad if he hears you!” 

The alpha picked Jeongin up and kissed his cheek. 

“You’re absolutely right.” His smoky zirconia eyes then turned to Jaehyun. “By the way, where’s Yuta?”

Jaehyun hesitated.

“Huh, he…” Doesn’t want to be around me . “He’s busy with his father.”

“Ah, I see. Well, the Alberich doesn’t mess around with his position, even though he’s a cool old elven. What are you thinking of the festival so far? Have you enjoyed it?”

“It’s been… good. I guess. I… well, I don’t know much and I’m having to figure it all out on my own so…”

Jeongin and Bangchan stared at each other.

“Would you like to take a walk with us then?”

Jaehyun thought about saying no, but there was no reason to.

“That would be lovely.”

After that, the walk through the market felt different with the two of them by his side. Maybe it was Jeongin’s constant laughter or the ease with which Bangchan interacted with the merchants, like everyone there was an old acquaintance. At one point, the alpha bent down and offered his shoulders to his son, who climbed up effortlessly. Bangchan kept his hands on the little alpha's legs to keep him balanced. Jeongin covered his eyes with his hands, mimicking binoculars only to point out where there was a cookie stall and the alpha saw no other choice but to get some for the little elven.

He held the small paper bag between his fingers while Jeongin leaned forward, trying to reach the still warm cookies. The sweet aroma of spices and dried fruits hung in the air, mixed with the scent of the flowers that decorated the posts. The elven offered some to Jaehyun, who hesitated for a moment before accepting it.

“This one is very good, Dad!”

Jeongin said in an excited tone, making the alpha laugh lightly.

“I thought so too.” His eyes then turned to Jaehyun. “I must say that the market this year is much more lively.”

“Do you come to see the markets every year?”

Jaehyun asked as he took a bite of that cookie.

“Yes, I like the market because it’s the busiest place of the festival, besides the last day at the Plaza, of course. I like to see the development of the other villages.”

“Oh, I see. I noticed that the villages are more different from each other than I thought.”

“They are. My village ends up being a bit more unique, being farther away from the others.” Bangchan smiled. “As a village that started out being responsible for the hunting and the military training aspects of Elior, it’s only natural that it’s not that easy to access. Although, the Alberich has recently been thinking of proposals to make it more accessible. There’s no point in hiding in times of peace, right?” 

Jaehyun looked down at the cookie in his hands.

“You’re right.” 

Silence prevailed for a moment. It was as if Bangchan was giving him space. 

“Do you believe in peace?” 

He asked, turning to the alpha. The elven raised an eyebrow. He seemed surprised by the question. 

“Well, it’s still too early to say. But I like the idea of ​​peace.” He said with a thoughtful expression on his face. “I like the idea of ​​being able to take Lix out of the training grounds and take him to see all of Elior, I’m sure he’d love to spend some time at the port. Watching the sun set over the ocean.” 

“It’s a very beautiful image indeed.” 

“Right? I think he would love it.” He smiled. “But there are still many doubts about peace. Just look at your current situation. Aeri challenging you in front of Alberich and the diplomats… I don’t think it made a good impression.” 

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. Indeed, the elven’s attitude could be seen as hostile to the Vollachians. Even if Jaehyun wasn’t the most favored member of the court. It didn't matter if it was him, what mattered was what it meant after all.

"Prince, prince." Jeongin swung his legs but his father held them so he wouldn't lose his balance. "Are you nervous for your duel?"

Jaehyun looked at the young alpha for a moment.

He was. 

His hand had been trembling ever since he received the time for the duel, which was when everything had become real. But he had been so focused on Yuta’s reaction that he hadn’t thought that he would be at the center of attention again or that he would have to actually fight someone. 

“I… yeah, I guess.”

“I was really impressed that you accepted. You’re a different kind of human but-” Bangchan cut himself off. His smoky zirconia eyes scanned him from head to toe. “Oh, not yet. Regardless. Aeri can be a bit of a challenge. But honestly, I’m not that close to her, so I could be wrong.”

“I don’t know exactly why I accepted.”

“Come on.” Bangchan looked at him through his lashes. “I was there and I saw your conviction. I’m sure you know.”

“I…”

He hesitated. Did he really know? It was hard to tell. He might have just had a moment where he couldn’t hesitate. It was what the moment called for. Maybe it was anger. Anger at the way Aeri always looked at him. Maybe not exactly Aeri. But how he had always been seen as inferior. Underestimated. A strong reminder of the looks and words from his time at court. Aeri wanted to show him how weak he was. She wanted to humiliate him. He didn't know exactly why she was targeting him like this, but he also didn't want to bow down to her.

“See?” The elven smiled. “You don’t even have to say it out loud.” 

Jaehyun felt his chest warm. It was true. He was about to say thank you to the alpha but was interrupted by a familiar voice. 

“Oh? I see you two know each other now.” Taeyong shrugged as he approached. “I guess that’s predictable.” 

“Hi, Tae.” Bangchan smiled at the omega. “Where’s Donghyuck? He was marvelous in the duel.” 

“He’s with his silly father.” He sighed. “He said they should celebrate the outcome of the duel and then called them over for a celebration before the duels resumed. I just hope Donghyuck doesn’t get sick from all the pie he’s eating.” 

“I want pie too.” 

Jeongin pouted. 

“I’m sure there’s still plenty.” Taeyong smiled at the young alpha. "Sangyeon joined them with the others and I bet that he challenged Youngho. They might be trying to find out who eats the most right at this moment." 

He just rolled his eyes as if it was something common and Bangchan just laughed putting Jeongin down. 

"They're still as competitive as ever." 

"Tell me about it." 

“Should we go join them?”

Jaehyun asked, but heard a growl in response. A large wolf with dark fur approached them and for a moment the omega froze where he was. The wolf didn't look as threatening as Yongbok's though. Beside him was Karu, Jeongin's little wolf.

"Oh, Draven, you're back."

Bangchan held out his hand, and the wolf sniffed it calmly before allowing the touch on his head. Like a gesture of recognition. Jeongin was quick to hug the pup happily.

"He's just in time."

Taeyong held out his hand to the wolf too.

"He always knows."

The alpha gestured for the black wolf to approach the omega, and Draven gently brought his snout to Taeyong’s hand.

“You sure want some pie?” 

Bangchan looked at his son.

“Yes! I want to talk with Donghyuck and Chanyoung too!”

"Alright then. Draven will take you there, Innie." He picked up the little elven and placed him on the wolf's back. "Remember to hold the fur carefully. Okay?"

"Draven is cool, Dad. He won't let me fall! Just like you!" 

Bangchan stroked his son's black hair. 

"Yeah, he is." 

They watched as the wolf led the little elven away. 

"Well, I need to meet up with Lix and then the Alberich. See you back in the arena." Bangchan smiled. "I wish you luck." 

Jaehyun bit his lower lip before answering. A shy warmth fluttered in his chest. 

"Thank you."

-

The tent he was given was silent, but not calm. The silence inside was thick, as if it contained every whisper of the crowd that had gathered outside. Compressed between the heavy fabrics and the golden ropes. Jaehyun was alone, observing his own reflection in a polished bronze mirror. His heartbeat was too fast. He breathed in, once, twice, trying to find a rhythm that would calm him down. 

He didn't know what to expect. His fingers trembled in anticipation. Everyone would have their eyes on him. Doubting, judging, rooting for or against. The warriors, the Alberich. Yuta. The friends he had made during those days on the festival, if they considered him a friend, of course. 

He knew the audience would be full, after all, the news about the duel had already spread throughout every alley of the festival. Maybe it wouldn't have the same excitement as Chanyoung and Donghyuck's duel. Many probably thought the duel would end quickly and that he wouldn’t stand a chance. He began to spiral. His breathing began to falter when a voice sounded behind him.

"If you have doubts... you shouldn't have accepted."

Taeyong was standing at the entrance of the tent with his arms crossed. It was like he was there for some time without Jaehyun noticing.

“Oh. Hi. What are you doing here? I thought-”

“Just checking.” Taeyong shrugged. He seemed bored. “I see Yuta hasn’t been the most supportive mate. I knew he wasn’t a decent lover. What a shame.”

Jaehyun bit his lip.

“He probably thinks I’m stupid for accepting this duel.”

Taeyong tilted his head.

“Well, you are. But Aeri put you in a tough spot and, unfortunately, you thought accepting was the best decision.”

Jaehyun turned away from the mirror. He didn’t want to look at Taeyong. He clasped his trembling hands together, trying to contain the discomfort that was rising like a lump in his throat.

“So you think I’m weak too.”

“Yes, I do.” Taeyong replied without hesitation. “You’re still learning. And you shouldn’t get involved in a duel like this.”

“And what should I do? You said yourself that she cornered me.” 

Jaehyun replied with bitterness in his voice. 

“I think you should give up.” He shrugged again. “Aeri is probably more skilled than you.” That answer felt like confirmation. It hurt more than Jaehyun was ready to admit.

“How am I supposed to be respected if I don’t at least try to prove my worth? No one expects anything from me. Never. I’ve always been seen as less than everyone around me and I… I’m tired of it. Even Yuta, who always tries to praise me in his silent sweet way, is completely against me now. If… if I don’t stand by my own decision…” His voice trembled slightly. “What honor would I have left?”

Taeyong didn’t respond. The teasing glint had disappeared from his eyes and was replaced by one of surprise.

“You really care about how the people of Elior perceive you?”

“Of course I do.” Jaehyun sighed. “I… I’ve been here long enough to see that this place is everything Vollachia never was and never will be. I’ve learned to live among you and it’s been a great experience, I won’t lie. I’ve really come to like Elior. Waking up and thinking about what I’m going to do for myself and Yuta. Seeing the elves of the village, waving, helping when I can. Being someone who can do something and be of use. But that doesn’t change what others see when they look at me. A human . Even though there’s no difference between alphas and omegas here, I’m still a Vollachian human who everyone will suspect or at least not fully trust. I’ve received a lot of kindness these past few days from elves I’ve never met before, but it just makes me wonder… Am I really respected? Or it’s just because I’m ‘the promised prince’ to the chosen warrior? Who am I besides him or this alliance? If I were just someone visiting this capital, would I get the same treatment?” 

Taeyong remained silent for a moment. A thoughtful silence, as Jaehyun’s words echoed through the tent. Then finally, his expression changed. A short sigh escaped his lips.

“That's… An interesting question Prin-” He stopped. “No. Jaehyun.”

The omega threw him a wooden object that Jaehyun caught before it hit him. The wooden sword that would be used for the duel.

“I apologize. I may have misunderstood you, but now I see the conviction Bangchan spoke of.” He turned around, his shoulders a little more relaxed. “Yuta told me that you think I don’t like you. I see that you let your overthinking mind get the best of you far too often.”

“I’m sorry.” Jaehyun lowered his head. “If I had known that I would be a burden, or if I had known that I would be staying at your house against your will, I would have gone back to Alberich’s abode by myself.”

“You didn’t bother me. At least not as much as I thought. If anything...” He hesitated and his voice sounded lower. “It seemed that Donghyuck had the brother that I can never give him.”

Jaehyun felt the air grow a little heavier with the elven’s dry tone.

“I have no reason to trust Vollachians in general.” Taeyong continued, lifting his gaze again. “Especially those that are close to the leadership of that damned capital.”

“I can’t do anything about it.”

“I know. When I met you, I realized that you have no idea what your capital itself is capable of.” He just nodded. “Like I said, Aeri is probably very skilled… but she’s far too confident in a duel using a weapon she does not have affinity with.”

Jaehyun stared at him for a moment. Something inside him stirred, an urge to get closer, to touch the other with silent gratitude. But he didn't.

"Thank you... Tae."

The elven raised an eyebrow and smirked at him.

"I'm not doing anything. Just make sure you don't get lost in your thoughts or you'll get your ass kicked.”

And then, he left the tent.

Jaehyun took a deep breath. He tightened his fingers on the hilt of his wooden sword. He knew it was time. His nerves hadn’t even allowed him to enjoy the two duels that had taken place before his.  They had been quick anyway.

There was no long announcement or any kind of detailed introduction. The flame-haired elven was positioned in the middle. Jaehyun noticed that the alpha always had his eyes closed. The surroundings were full of people. To his left was the tent of the Alberich and the representative warriors. Right next to it was the tent of the diplomats. This time everyone was there. He could see those familiar faces with disapproving expressions on their faces. His gaze then shifted to Aeri. 

She stood with her back to him, arms crossed, posture relaxed. When she heard him approaching, she turned in one fluid movement. Her amber eyes met his, and she smiled. That usual sharp and disdainful smile.

“So you really decided to show up.” She said, raising an eyebrow, almost as if she were enjoying the situation. “Very well, then…” 

She raised her own wooden sword and pointed it in his direction. 

“Let’s get this over with, my prince .” 

The last words came out almost like a growl. She positioned herself, one hand holding the sword in front of her, the other hidden behind her back. Similar to Yuta’s stance, but with a defiant lightness. It was a bold and open stance, something to lure the opponent into thinking that the guard was down. But he could see a slight difference. There was something carefree about her presence, as if she didn’t consider this a real fight. Like she had already defeated him. 

Jaehyun didn’t say anything, but he could still feel the weight of all those eyes on him. The whispers. The smirks. No one believed in him. He bit down on his lip hard and positioned himself. 

Unlike Aeri, he held his sword with both hands and adjusted his posture the way Yuta had taught him. The trained stance. The balance of the body. But, perhaps out of nervousness, he adjusted himself slightly differently. An instinctive reflex. Like he wanted to anchor himself to the ground. Perhaps that posture was not ideal for someone as open as Aeri. He should have had a posture similar to hers, but he unthinkingly rejected the alpha's teaching.

And then there was the first whistle.

Aeri didn’t move right away. She only raised her chin, eyes locked on him. She was waiting. Too confident to be the first to attack. She wanted Jaehyun to make the first move, and that's what he did. He advanced cautiously, holding the sword with both hands. He tried a quick, straightforward side strike. Aeri blocked it with ease. The dry clack of wood echoed through the arena. She didn’t counter. She simply returned the force, lightly shifting her wrist and leaving an opening for him to try again.

Another strike. Another block. 

She didn't fight back. She was just controlling the pace. The crowd was silent and only the sound of the wooden swords clashing could be heard. With each attempt, she responded with precision, but never with aggression. She was testing him. Watching him. Or maybe… mocking him.

After a few exchanges, she smiled. Like she was satisfied. It was the kind of smile that didn't express joy, only her disdain. She took a step back and then began. The first attack came with more weight. It wasn't fast, but it forced Jaehyun to step back. 

The second, stronger. 

The third, closer. 

She didn't aim for points where she would get an easy point. She was pushing. Pressuring him. As if she were forcing someone toward the edge of an invisible cliff. Jaehyun retreated. One step. 

Two. 

Three. 

He was breathing more heavily. His arms began to weigh. Jaehyun glanced to the side. His eyes fell on Yuta. Yongbok whispered something in his ear but neither of them took their eyes off the fight and that was Jaehyun's mistake. Aeri noticed.She lunged a step forward and spun, breaking his guard with a sharp motion. The wooden sword hit his ribs hard and the whistle blew.

Aeri had won the first round.

Jaehyun felt his skin burn. It wasn't a knockdown blow. But it was stronger than it needed to be. The elven lowered her sword and her expression became more serious.

“Doesn’t seem like you’re that committed to this duel. I see your attention is wandering elsewhere quite often.” She said sharply, her eyes flicking briefly toward Yuta before a smirk takes form in her face. “You should give up.”

Jaehyun took another deep breath and stood up.

“We are just getting started.”

The elven laughed lightly.

“Right.”

The second whistle blew.

This time, Aeri didn’t wait. She advanced. Quickly, decisively, with the same ironic smile as before. Her wooden sword came from above, heavy. Jaehyun raised his in time to block, but he felt the vibration run up his arms. She wasn’t playing around anymore. She wanted to press on. 

Another blow. 

And another.

The blows came like hammer swings. Wide, calculated, and full of force. Jaehyun retreated, one step after another, his arms already starting to tremble. The audience remained silent, but there was a clear tension in the air. Everyone knew that Aeri was dominating.

She turned her body and tried a side cut. Jaehyun dodged, off balance, but managed to stay on his feet. He tried to fight back, but his movement was easily stopped. Aeri laughed. She didn't say anything, but the way she moved spoke volumes. The elven was enjoying herself, and he was out of breath. Each block felt heavier than the last. Each step back, a small defeat.

And then, she spun. 

Twice but just as graceful. Like she was getting force with the impulse. Jaehyun positioned himself a second too late. His defense wasn't strong enough. With the momentum of the elven's spin, the padded wood went through his defense and hit his cheek hard. The impact was dry and stinging, followed by the sound of his own body hitting the grass and the sound of the whistle. He fell to his knees and caught himself with his hands. It hurt. A lot. The arena felt hotter. Tighter. It was oppressive. He should never have accepted that.

He looked up, disoriented. Feeling the burn on his cheek as his eyes passed over the audience until they stopped on Yuta who was standing. His gaze was darkened. Unreadable. But to Jaehyun, it could only mean one thing. 

Disappointment. 

He saw him as weak. Incapable. Not just him, the other warriors too. He could see them exchanging glances and whispers. Yongbok had a slight smile on his lips as he petted his wolf. Sangyeon seemed attentive, but his expression showed no sympathy. So did many of the people in the audience.

Of course.

Why would anyone believe that Jaehyun would have any chance against the chosen warrior's sister? He was pathetic. Weak. Just a Vollachian human pretending to be an elven. And worse, he didn’t even follow Yuta’s teachings. Out of pride. Out of resentment. He turned his gaze to Taeyong. The omega was watching him, head slightly tilted, one eyebrow raised. It was almost as if he were saying: “ I told you so .”

Indeed.

His mind was all over the place except where it should be. Focusing on the frustration. The eyes. The insecurity. 

“I apologize.” Aeri’s voice was full of sarcasm. “I used too much force.”

She reached out her hand but Jaehyun didn’t take it. He stood up on his own, running his fingers over his cheek. Feeling the light cut. It wasn’t deep, but it burned. He looked at the bloodstain on his palm. He was doing the exact opposite of what Taeyong had said. He was letting his overthinking mind take over. Allowing the pressure of the audience to decide his steps.

“No need.”

His voice came out firmer than he expected and Aeri just raised an eyebrow. She was studying his reactions while Jaehyun looked around one last time.

Whispers.

Smiles.

Expectation.

Boredom.

Pity.

But none of it mattered. None of it should matter. 

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, allowing his mind to go blank. When he opened his eyes, he changed his posture. He gripped the hilt of his wooden sword tightly and turned his body slightly to the side. One hand behind his back. Knees half-bent. The balance that Yuta had taught him. But now, it was his own.

Aeri looked surprised for a second before a wide, confident smile appeared on her face as she also positioned herself.

And then the third whistle sounded.

“Well-”

Aeri barely opened her mouth and Jaehyun had already advanced with precision, his eyes fixed on her, his body light, focused. There was no hesitation. No fear. No noise. He saw only Aeri and the flaws in her posture. The pink-haired elven frowned slightly, noticing his determined gaze. She raised her sword to block, as before. But this time, she was slow. Just a little. But it was enough.

The strike wasn’t too strong, but it forced her guard to shift, knocking off her balance. When she tried to counter, her footing was already off.

And then, a touch.

The padded tip of Jaehyun’s wooden sword was there, at the back of her neck. The elven’s amber eyes widened.

Silence.

The flame-haired elven hesitated. For a second, it was as if he himself couldn't believe what had just happened. And then the whistle blew. Those colored stone eyes looked as perplexed as the omega beside him. Aeri slowly lowered her sword. Her amber eyes stared at Jaehyun as if she were truly seeing him for the first time ever since they met.

Jaehyun had won the third round.

He felt his breathing heavy. Adrenaline was running through his veins, but he didn't focus on looking around. Aeri didn't say anything, and neither did Jaehyun. But something had shifted in her demeanor. There was more seriousness. She stepped back, repositioning herself with stiffer movements. Her eyes, previously full of mockery, now burned with silent anger.

Jaehyun just repositioned himself. He straightened his posture and took another deep breath. He could still feel the vibration of the wood in his fingers. There was no celebration in his eyes. The duel wasn't over yet.

And then, the fourth whistle blew.

Jaehyun advanced again.

His attacks weren't elaborate. There were no flourishes, no tricks. They were simple. Like the ones he had trained countless times to understand how to use the sword with precision. Clean. Direct. Each movement carried purpose. Aeri blocked, but with effort. As if she were on the defensive. Afraid. She took one step back, then another, her arms tensed to hold the impact of Jaehyun's blows. Her amber eyes searched for openings, for mistakes. Trying to predict his next move.

But she was struggling.

She tried to strike back. But there was still hesitation, and that made Jaehyun react with even more certainty. His feet were steady on the grass, his arms already accustomed to the weight of the wooden sword. Aeri gritted her teeth. Sweat dripped down her temple.

She knew he was controlling the pace now.

In a sudden movement, she tried to break the offensive with a spin. The wooden blade cut through the air, but Jaehyun had already stepped back. She stumbled a little and attempted a kick to push him away, but he dodged it easily again. And then, he turned the sword slightly and advanced with the blow that would break her guard once and for all.

But it wasn't enough. 

Not yet. 

But enough to force Aeri to hold her sword with both hands to defend. She was losing control. Her feet sank slightly into the grass with each step she took back. The sound of the wood clashing was increasingly dry. The audience watched in astonishment. 

Anxious. 

Impressed. 

Captivated. 

They were entertained. Eyes following with excitement, every echo of the swords touching. Every sound made by the wood as it cut through the wind. Every turn, every advance, every defense.

Aeri tried one last attack. A sideways strike, quick but hasty again. As if she wanted to end it quickly. But Jaehyun dodged, turned his hips and defended himself quickly. He wouldn't let Aeri get the last point. Their eyes met at that moment and he could see his own reflection in that amber glow.

With an upward strike he made Aeri retreat even further. He spun and hit her side which was blocked but made her lose her balance. 

At that moment he saw it. 

It was his chance. 

He pointed his sword at her torso and advanced. Quickly. Ready for another victory. But Aeri swung the sword hard. The clash of their swords echoed loudly and Jaehyun jumped back, repositioning himself. 

"I had my fun." She said in between her heavy breaths. "There’s no point in keep doing this." 

The whistle came a second later after Aeri let her sword fall to the grass. It was like not even the referee was prepared for that outcome.

There was no applause. There were no cheers. 

Only loud whispers as Aeri turned away without saying anything else. Jaehyun remained still. His heart was pounding. Sweat running down his temple. The sword still firmly in his hand. He didn't understand. He turned to look around and noticed Yuta coming towards him. Crimson hair flying in the gentle breeze. Darkened amber eyes. Jaehyun felt a shiver run down his spine.

“I-”

He tried to say something, but Yuta had already grabbed his hand and raised it in the air. A simple gesture. Like an announcement.

An announcement of Jaehyun’s victory.

He won? That didn’t feel like a victory to him. But for the audience, that was enough. There was applause, cheers, and celebrations. Although they weren’t as lively as he would have liked. The warriors and their children were the ones most excited about the result.

Jaehyun blinked, the sound of the crowd becoming distant. And before he could process any part of that celebration. Yuta was already pulling him away from that place.

-

The Alberich's abode was silent, enveloped by a dense stillness that contrasted with the noise of the arena. Their footsteps echoed through the empty hallways. He didn't know exactly why Yuta had brought him there. He only felt the warmth of the elven’s hand still in his, while the burning sensation on his cheek still lingered. A pulsing reminder of what had happened.

Yuta didn't say anything. He just guided him but Jaehyun was confused. He didn't even know where they were going or why he was doing this. It didn't make sense. 

"Stop!" 

Jaehyun pulled his hand away, breaking contact with Yuta who turned around to look at him with those big rounded amber eyes.

"Where are we going?" 

“We’re going to take a look at that wound on your cheek.”

"What?" He blinked. "Why do you care about this now?" 

"I've always cared about you, Peach." 

"You're lying to me." 

"Have I ever lied to you?" 

“You may not lie to me, but you’re not honest with me either. You praise my honesty and even demand it, but you can’t do the same with me!”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip hard. Feeling the painful burning on his cheek, Yuta took a step towards him but he instinctively backed away.

"I apologize for that."

Jaehyun only stared at him. It was so annoying. The way Yuta always seemed calm. Maybe even indifferent. Now there was something different in the amber glow in his eyes. Concern, perhaps. Or perhaps it was just Jaehyun projecting too much. He couldn't tell what was real and what was just hope anymore.

"I don't want your apologies. I don't understand you." He sighed. "Ever since I accepted that fucking duel, you've been acting strange. You've barely spoken to me. You've barely looked me in the eye. You didn’t even wish me good luck. How am I supposed to feel? I don’t... I don’t know why all this. Accepting it… was really that wrong?”

Yuta took a step forward.

"Not really. You were marvelous."

"Then why did you act like this?"

"Because I'm the chosen warrior, Peach." Yuta looked away. "If I'm biased towards you or Aeri, it might influence how people perceive you both. Even though you're my husband and she's my sister. I... I didn't want anything I say to have any sort of influence over your or Aeri’s choice. Regardless of what I thought about it."

"So you couldn't just tell me? Is it that hard? Am I so weak that I don't even deserve your honesty? You always leave me to think about everything all by myself. Even if you praise me, even if you seem to care. You always do it and then… You only talk at the last minute. When it feels like it’s your only option left.”

"I don't mean to cloud your judgment in any way. You grew up in a place where your autonomy was taken from you from an early age and I'm just giving it back to you."

Jaehyun felt his chest tighten. He could feel tears forming in his eyes, but he didn't want to let them fall. The elven tried to bring his hand closer to his face but he slapped it away lightly.

“You’re not understanding what I’m trying to say.”

The alpha looked at him confused. 

“I-”

“It’s beautiful that you do this, I appreciate it. Elior has been everything I never could’ve imagined. But we’re married, we should share our lives together, whatever that means. But you don’t seem to want to tell me anything, to let me be a part of anything that has to do with you.” His voice trailed off. “It makes me feel like you don’t see me as someone worthy of standing beside you.”

"That's not true, I've always seen you. You know that." The elven shook his head. "If that weren't the case, I would never have made my vow to you that day." 

“I don’t know. From what I’ve seen, it’s common for elves to make the vow. What difference did it make that you made it to me?” 

Yuta hesitated. It was one of the few times Jaehyun had seen the alpha actually hesitate. 

"I did it because I realized there was something in you the moment you got defensive when I touched my sword." 

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He didn’t know if he should believe it.

“It doesn’t matter if you say you see me differently when you don’t act like this.” He looked away. “You’re frustrating. You make me feel like I’m the only one who actually-” 

His words died in his throat. Yuta's amber eyes glowed a bit. 

"Who actually what, Peach?"

Jaehyun gritted his teeth. His eyes fixed on Yuta. 

"You make me feel like I'm the only one who actually feels something." 

Yuta tilted his head. His eyes studied him closely as Jaehyun felt his face burn more than the cut on his cheek.

"Do you have feelings for me, Peach ?"

He took another step forward and Jaehyun took a step back, but stopped when his back hit the hallway wall. He was cornered. Yuta placed his hand on the side of his head. The glint in his amber eyes was there as if he was eagerly waiting for that answer.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"I'd like to hear you say it."

"See? It's always me-"

"I like you."

The alpha said, cutting off his sentence.

"I've liked you since the moment I saw you on the balcony, looking at the stars." Jaehyun looked up. “I accepted this marriage thinking only of Elior. I was ready to live a life tied to a Vollachian for the sake of my people. Without love. Without any attraction. Without any emotion… And life with you is not exactly easy. You were a spoiled prince who ran away to the suburbs late at night to try to escape responsibilities. You were a prince who wouldn’t even look me in the eye because I am an elven. I don’t know why you hated me that much. I tried, but I wasn’t going to force a marriage where my husband was clearly disgusted by me.”

“I was never disgusted.” Jaehyun said quickly. “I was afraid of you, and you have a reputation in Vollachia. I’m sure you know that.”

“And yet your gaze towards me was different from those who truly hated me.”

Jaehyun clutched the fabric of his pants. He had never really hated Yuta. Not really.

“You’re like a flower, Peach.” The elven raised his other hand and this time Jaehyun allowed him to touch it. “You just take a little more time to bloom.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

He muttered, and Yuta let out a soft laugh.

“You’re beautiful when you let your true feelings come out. Or rather, you become more beautiful when you let yourself act the way you truly want to act. I don’t like the way you hold yourself back most of the time, and I think that’s a flaw of yours.”

“I’m nothing but a flaw.”

"I disagree. You simply lack confidence in yourself because Vollachia thinks too little of their omegas. You're a beast when you want to be. Otherwise, you wouldn't have won."

"It was basically a draw, she surrendered.”

"Aeri tends to run away because she can't handle losing. Especially when she was the one who set everything up. Surrendering was her way of finishing the duel without being completely humiliated.” Yuta shrugged. “That second point was in your hands. She underestimated you and paid for it."

“It still doesn’t feel like a victory.”

“You can challenge her anytime. She deserves a taste of her own medicine.” The alpha smirked at him. “Was my answer good enough?”

The omega just pouted and turned his face away.

“I don’t know yet.”

“I’m in love with you, Peach.” 

Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn at that statement. It was unexpected. He hadn’t expected that admission at all. 

“Does that sound better?”

The omega felt his heart beat faster.

“You don’t mean it.”

He grumbled.

“Oh, I do. How could I not fall in love with you?”

“I don’t know. I don’t understand you.”

The elven raised an eyebrow at him.

“Seems like you’re the one avoiding giving me an answer now.”

Jaehyun crossed his arms.

“I’m not.”

“Should I preach about honesty again?”

“Don’t you dare.” He grimaced at the alpha and then lowered his head slightly. Feeling his cheeks burn. “I would like for you to stop not telling me things. Let me choose if it's best for me or not. I'm tired of feeling behind. Tired of feeling left out. You always do that. Even though you seem to care for me.”

“I can do that.” He nodded slowly. “It's a deal.”

“Then… yes, that does sound better because…” He blushed a little. “I’m in love with you too, Yuta.”

He could feel the satisfaction on the elven’s face without even looking at him.

“I’m glad to hear that.” The elven smiled and ran his finger over Jaehyun’s burning cheek. “Now, will you allow me to take care of that? It bothers me to see my husband’s pretty face like this.”

Jaehyun just rolled his eyes.

“You talk like you know how to treat an injury.”

“Well, I know.” He brought his face closer to Jaehyun’s neck and inhaled his sweet peach scent, making the omega’s feel his legs getting weak. “I’m being honest, isn’t that what you wanted?”

He muttered in the omega’s ear.

“You’re annoying.”

“And you’re in love with me anyway.”

Duh.

He allowed the elven to press his lips to his. Warmth bloomed through his body, soft and clear. Yuta’s hand wrapped gently around his own as he led him deeper into the quiet halls of the Alberich’s abode

-

Jaehyun had never been in a greenhouse before. He couldn’t remember there ever being a space like that in Highlands. A space where flowers grow freely in old pots, among wooden shelves and ivy hanging from the ceiling. The scent of nature was thick and sweet, mingling with the subtle fragrance of flowers he couldn’t name. Above, the glass ceiling revealed a sky painted in amber tones, bathed in the light of the setting sun. Golden rays filtered through the leaves, casting soft shadows across the table where Jaehyun sat. It felt like another world. Like one of the books he used to read as a child.

He didn't know the Alberich's abode had such a beautiful place.

On the other side, Yuta was bending over the counter. The elven was carefully grinding a few leaves in a small ceramic bowl. His movements were quiet, methodical, as if he had done it dozens of times before. He added something. A thick, gelatinous blue liquid, and he began to mix it with his fingers. Jaehyun could only watch in silence, motionless. There was something mesmerizing about seeing Yuta focused like that, his loose red hair falling over his shoulders, his defined arms moving with precise control. When the elven finally turned around with the small bowl in hand, his amber eyes met Jaehyun’s for a brief moment.

He hesitated when he saw the elven's hand rise as he approached him. His fingers hovered in the air for a moment. Waiting for Jaehyun's permission. He bit his lip lightly before turning his face, allowing the touch.

It burned a little.

“Huh.”

He let out a low whimper.

“It’s only during the application.” Yuta muttered. “It’ll feel better soon.”

The omega pouted slightly.

“How do you know that, anyway?”

His voice came out lower and Yuta slightly smiled at him, setting the small bowl down beside him on the table.

“Well, elves heal faster than humans, but that doesn’t mean we don’t get sick or hurt.” The alpha took more of the bluish ointment with the tip of his finger and carefully applied it again to the cut in his cheek. “As the chosen warrior, I'm afraid it's required that I have not only strength, but also wisdom. I have to be able to help with whatever needs my people might have.”

Jaehyun stared at him for a moment.

“So you really do have obligations you can’t escape.”

Yuta wiped his finger clean with a piece of wet cloth.

“I always had, but I accepted it. I wanted to be just like my appa , after all.”

Jaehyun could sense a subtle sadness in the elven’s words.

“I’m sure you’re good at what you do.”

The words came out low, but sincere. The alpha smiled with satisfaction.

“I like when you praise me, Peach. You should do it more often.”

He grimaced at the elven.

“I don’t think you give me enough reason to do that.”

“I think I do.” He moved closer, placing his hands on each side of Jaehyun, near his thighs but not touching. Only reducing the space between them. “How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?”

Jaehyun blinked. It didn’t. That burning sensation was no longer there. He lightly touched the wound, still feeling a slight pain but it was clear that not even the swelling was there. He looked at the elven with slightly wide eyes. Surprised. Yuta’s gaze was full of confidence.

“You look very cute right now.”

Jaehyun pouted.

“S-shut up.”

The alpha giggled. Tilting his head slightly. Amber eyes wandering between his lips and his eyes. Extremely handsome. The way his red hair fell over his shoulders like a cascade. The way his lightly tanned skin seemed golden in the light that touched it. The playful look in those amber eyes. 

Yuta was like a dream. 

Charming. 

Attractive.

Jaehyun wanted to touch him. And he did, slowly. His fingers moved, hesitantly, until they touched his. A light touch. Warm. Caring. He could feel his heart beating in his fingertips. Allowing that proximity to diminish more and more. He could feel the elven's breathing close to his.

And they kissed. 

It was light. Calm. Unhurried. Yuta pulled away. Their eyes were on each other. 

"Are you really in love with me, Peach?" 

Yuta asked. His tone was soft and calm. He already knew the answer but he wanted to hear it again. He needed to hear it again. 

"I am." He nodded slightly. "And you?" 

"Yeah. I'd be crazy if I wasn't in love with you." 

Jaehyun's hands moved up through the elven's chest before wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer, feeling the heat pass through the fabric in their bodies. This time, there was no hesitation. Their bodies pressed together and the kiss deepened. It was intense and wet. There was no room for doubt. Neither of them wanted to back down anymore.

Jaehyun's breathing was fast as their lips parted for a second time.

"If we keep this up, I won't be able to stop."

Yuta muttered in a hoarse voice. Jaehyun caressed his face. Admiring his sharp features with a tiny smile on his lips.

“Then don’t.”

Jaehyun replied, his eyes fixed on his. And then they kissed again. This time with more force.

More hunger.

More desire.

Yuta’s hands slid around Jaehyun’s waist, pulling him firmly by the curve of his back. Jaehyun sat further on the edge of the table, feeling the elven’s body between his legs, their hips touching. The heat rising on his skin was not only from the greenhouse, but from the desire they had been building up all this time.

Yuta carefully moved the vases and herbs off the table and Jaehyun let himself be guided, slowly lying down on the warm wood. The sky, seen through the glass ceiling, tinted the greenhouse with golden and pink tones. He wrapped his legs around Yuta’s waist, pulling him on top of him and their lips met again, with even more urgency. They were unleashing everything they were holding back, intense kisses that were interrupted by short, muffled breaths. Their tongues danced together. Needy and uncoordinated. They sought each other with their entire bodies.

Jaehyun gasped against the alpha's lips, his hands firmly gripping his shoulders. He felt the heat of Yuta's body against his, and the hardness pressing against his pelvis made him moan softly.

"Yuta..." 

He whimpered, barely able to breathe between kisses. 

But Yuta didn't respond with words. He just kissed him again. Deeper. Like that moment was all that existed. He was controlling his strength. He wanted to tear every fiber of clothing that was on Jaehyun's pale beautiful body. He wanted to mark him up. He will mark him up. He will devour him because he is finally allowed to.

Jaehyun would allow it. Definitely. But Yuta only helped him take off every piece carefully. But in a hurry. Neither of them wanted to wait any longer. 

It wasn’t long before Jaehyun was spread open. He was completely naked on the table. But he didn't mind at all. Only Yuta that mattered at the moment. He enjoyed the view he had. That handsome elven taking his own shirt off. Flexing his muscles. Jaehyun never really saw him fully like this. Not with the same eyes as he had right now at least. 

He could clearly see every line of Yutas body this close. The moles on his chest. The lines of his toned abs. The hair in his pits. The deep desire in his lustful amber eyes. The omega was sure that they were looking at each other with the same hunger.

Yuta pressed his fingers on the meat of his thighs. Making Jaehyun whimper and then spreading him a little more to take a proper look at his pussy glistening with slick. He moved his hand and Jaehyun moaned loudly as he felt the elven’s fingers pressing against his clit then his folds. Collecting his sweet slick before putting his fingers on his mouth. Liking them clean. Making Jaehyun release even more just at the gaze of it and then, he made something even worse that sent a shiver through Jaehyun's whole body. 

He put his face on his pussy. Nose tickling his clit as he forced his tongue in between his folds to taste even more of him. Tongue-kissing his pussy. Devouring. Sucking all his juices. Making Jaehyun hold with both hands on his red hair. Pressing his face even further as that deep hot pleasure coursed through him.

It didn't take too long though. Just like Jaehyun, his desire was beyond just that. He wanted more even though he could stay there eating Jaehyun out for a longer time.

The alpha standed up. Licking his lips. Jaehyun looks at him through his eyelashes. Completely wrecked and breathing heavily. Yuta unwrapped his pants. Not taking them off completely. He just let it fall over his knees. 

He felt Yutas fingers pressing against his clit once more but this time he only collected the slick to stroke his rock hard cock. Eyes darkened. He held Jaehyun by the thighs and pulled him a bit. 

"Y-yuta." Jaehyun said breathlessly. "Please."

"Please what, Peach?"

"Don’t stop.”

Yuta hovered over him and they kissed again. Jaehyun had a taste of his own sweet slick on his mouth as the alpha lined himself up.

"I told you I wouldn't. I’ve been waiting for this for a while."

And then Jaehyun felt the pressure of Yuta’s plump cockhead pressing against his entrance.

It burned at first but the alpha was taking his time. Pressing a bit. Watching him to see if he felt any discomfort. Waiting for the omega to nod so he could press even further until he was perfectly slotted inside. Deflowering him. Making Jaehyun feel full but not satiated. 

They kissed again.

Until Jaehyun was comfortable enough for Yuta to move. 

He wrapped his arms around Jaehyun’s legs, holding them around his own waist as he pulled most of the way out, before starting up a slow rhythm.

"You're so pretty." 

He leaned down to rest his head in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck, placing gentle kisses on his soft skin. Building up his pace slowly. Making Jaehyun curl his toes with every deep slow thrust. Yuta was truly holding himself back. The soft whimpers that slipped out of Jaehyun’s mouth made him want to see how much more beautiful sounds he was able to make the omega do but he was patient. He pushed Jaehyun’s legs further up, nearly folding him in half, allowing him to fuck him even deeper.

Jaehyun was a mess. He was babbling nonsense as he felt incredibly full. Every thrust of the alpha filling him right up. It didn’t even burn anymore. He was completely lost in pleasure.

“O-oh, fuck.” 

He whimpered and it made Yuta release his legs and hover above him again. Face on his neck. Leaving burning wet spots.

“You’re so strong, Peach. So perfect.”

He muttered in his ear. His thrusts started to get a faster pace. The slapping of their skin against each other echoed through the greenhouse. Jaehyun had his legs around the alphas waist. Hands pressing on the scar on his back. Nails scratching his back. Forcing their chests to touch. The alpha had a hand on his hip and another on his face caressing it.

"So beautiful. Fuck.”

He moved one of his hands to hold Jaehyun's chest and press it. Pulling a bit up to suck on the nipple. It made Jaehyun feel his whole body tremble. 

“A-ah .”

It burned so good. Better than everything Jaehyun ever felt before. The tongue of the elven on his nipple. The burning of the sucking. The feeling of the alpha’s thick cock getting in and out of him. He felt the alpha’s thrusts getting erratic. Jaehyun himself could feel his climax in his guts. 

They both were close. He held Yuta’s face and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He clenched on Yuta's cock. Making the alpha grunt and increase his pace. Chasing his release.

“H-how long-”

Jaehyun's voice cracked. Yuta raised an eyebrow at him.

“How long, what, Peach?”

“How long did you want to do this?”

He looked right into the alpha eyes.

“I always wanted to do that. Peach.” Yuta muttered on his lips. “I knew you would look beautiful when I finally get to fuck you.”

Jaehyun whimpered and pulled Yuta for a kiss before the final heavy thrust.

They came at the same time. The feeling of the alphas come filling him to the point of overflow was too much. He could feel the heat on his lower parts. Inside of him. Making him roll his eyes completely as the alpha put his face on his neck. Taking his sweet scent of peaches fully into his nostrils as Jaehyun's release made a mess between their bodies. The alpha’s teeth were grazing against the skin of his neck. Wanting to bite and break it. To mark him. And Jaehyun would completely allow it if the alpha wanted. He wanted it too after all.

That’s what he did. He moved his head. Giving him space. To feel it. The teeth on his skin. Marking Jaehyun’s as his. He had Yuta all to himself now too. He had a faint smile on his lips while his alpha was crushing him with his weight. He could only embrace him and contract his pussy to milk the alpha completely. Wrapping his legs on his waist to keep him there inside of him as they caught their breaths.

It's his alpha. He didn't want him anywhere else.

Yuta backed down a little. Fingers caressing Jaehyun’s cheek slowly. Like he was admiring him. Like, right in that moment, Jaehyun was the only thing that mattered to him. Just like it was for the omega. He felt his body heavy and weak. Eyes almost closing.

Through his eyelashes he looked at the sky behind his alpha. The amber light of dusk, filtered through the glass ceiling, tinted the greenhouse in soft, golden tones. It was just like Yuta’s eyes. 

Beneath the amber sky, they felt deeply connected and their union was truly fulfilled.

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The sound of rain was soft outside. The scent of wet leaves ran through the city's alleys bringing a light atmosphere to the environment. Everything was quiet. From the hallways of the Alberich's abode to the room Jaehyun and Yuta shared. But the scent of the rain wasn't as strong as the scent of cherry blossoms that enveloped him. Yuta breathed against his neck, his body relaxed around his, like he had found his natural place. Jaehyun was tucked snugly in his arms, feeling the other's warmth like an extension of his own body.

Despite the events in the greenhouse, the remaining days of the festival Yuta kept busy with his duties as the chosen warrior. They were apart more than they both wanted but this time Jaehyun did not allow himself to be sad about it. He still wanted to spend time with the elven, yes, but Yuta promised they would so he decided to believe in him. 

To believe in his alpha. 

He helped Ten in his tent at the market. Received a few praises from other elves because of his duel with Aeri which were more than he would have expected. Their duel didn’t have a real result but some people treated it like Jaehyun had won. Others didn’t really buyed the whole thing. Others just pretended it didn’t even happen. Jaehyun was fine with it. Just the change of a few glances at him already made It worth it. What truly matters was that at the end of the day, he would meet again with Yuta, they would talk about their day, laugh and when their lips met once more, everything was going to flow naturally. That’s all he wanted. Just to melt in the touch of his alpha and feel how good it was to finally be his again. To let the alpha manhandle him and take him from behind.

He blinked a few times, waking up slowly when he felt Yuta's lips brush his skin, lazily, unhurriedly. There was something wild, almost instinctive about that touch. He shifted a bit, arching slightly. He was about to say something when he heard a low sound, like a satisfied growl, enough to make him hold his breath.

“Good morning, Peach.”

Yuta muttered with his voice hoarse into his ear. He was still snug inside Jaehyun. Yes, they had slept like this and it felt so good. So good it should have been embarrassing. Anyone in the Vollachian court would have called them deviants.

"Good morning."

He smiled slightly as he felt the elven's hand caressed his belly, above his happy trail. Like he was seeking to feel himself there. Jaehyun took a deep breath, leaning into his alpha's touch. He felt Yuta shift a little. Making Jaehyun feel him still plugging him up, hard and aching. It felt so familiar, so good. Jaehyun moaned when Yuta nips at him.

"We just woke up, Yuta."

"I know." The elven hummed. "But I can't do anything when I have such a beautiful omega taking me so well. My omega."

Yuta sighs, plastered to his back, breath making the hair on the back of Jaehyun’s neck stand up. A hand slides down the omega’s inner thigh, hooking under his knee and lifting him. Spreading him. It's crazy how things have gotten to this point. How just a few days ago he had never done any of this before and now he was completely given over to his husband. His mate . Letting him do whatever he wanted. Making him feel good. Allowing him to fill him perfectly. Yuta just does it so well that it’s just too easy to just go pliant and let him deeper inside. 

“Do you like it, Peach?”

He asks, voice sounded like a growl. Dangerous. Just full of desire.

“F-fuck, yeah. I do.”

He feels when Yuta bullies his way inside him, thrusting out and then right back in. It’s not fair how Jaehyun’s body just takes it like he was made for this, back arching and cunt clutching down on him. Feeling just a slight burn that soon disappears as he starts to release slick. Making the elven’s dick slide inside of him more easily.

“How much?”

“I lot. Uh, alpha. You’re so eager.”

He moans, panting for it as the elven pulls out slowly until the tip and then thrust in.

“I am.” He mutters. “I’ve been waiting far too long to have you.”

He growls again and spreads him wider. Bullying right into his sweet spot. Jaehyun whines. Too loud for his own good. He likes to hear that. He feels desired. Loved even. It makes him clench down on him and it only makes Yuta thrust even more eager than he was. One hand under his knee to keep him open and the other sneaking around his shoulders to loosely hold him by the throat. Just enough to make Jaehyun turn his face a little so they can kiss. Wet and full of tongue. 

“Can you keep yourself like this for me?”

Yuta asks and Jaehyun doesn't get it at first but he realizes that the elven wants him to hold his leg. He feels a bit overwhelmed with the alphas thrusting but he manages to do that. Perhaps that’s when things get worse as with his now free hand, Yuta moves to bully his pussy with his fingers. Finding his clit and tugging at it. It gets Jaehyun to drool at the sheets. Yuta has such a way to use his hand on him.

He kisses his neck. He praises him. Says that he is doing so good. Yuta surely knows that it makes Jaehyun clenches down on him even more. Jaehyun's hands started to shake. It was hard to keep on holding his leg.

“Just a little more, Peach.”

Yuta mutters and intensifies the rub on his clit. Making Jaehyun whimper. Feeling like his whole body is on fire. He is getting ready to come apart in his husband's hands and dick. 

“O-oh.” He is silenced by Yuta’s lips on his. “A-alpha, please.”

“Come for me, babe. Wanna see you come.” Yuta kisses his neck. “Wanna fill you up again.”

“P-please.” Jaehyun sobs. as he reaches back to fist his hand in Yuta’s crimson hair. “I’m- alpha, I’m-”

Yuta rubs at him harder. The omega can’t help but squirm as he feels the elven hand slapping down on his clit, making his back arch and then Jaehyun can only clenches down one last time with a cry before he comes. He mewls and whines as his thighs quake, body not knowing what to do as Yuta bullies an orgasm out of him so mind-numbing that Jaehyun’s jaw goes slack.

“That’s it. Fuck. So perfect. You look so pretty, Peach.”

It doesn’t take much after that. Jaehyun wails as he feels the alpha coming inside of him. Fucking him so deep. Filling him up with his white heat. It feels so good. Feels so full. It’s lovely. So fucking lovely. He whimpers as Yuta turns his head and kisses him on the mouth. He likes those kisses afterwards. On his neck. On his cheeks. On his lips. It’s Yuta’s way to praise him with beyond words after taking him so good. They keep like this for a while until their breaths come back to normal and they have to remind themselves that there’s more of the world outside their bed.

-

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his fingers carefully working on a strand of his own hair. It was a gesture that had gradually become natural to him, although it was the first time he had dared to braid the lock that fell just behind his ear. He realized that his hair had never been this long. It touched the back of his neck and nearly reached his shoulders. In Highlands, that length would never have been allowed. Head Omega always ordered Ten to keep it properly trimmed. Short, tamed, like the length of the strands defined his decency. To her, letting it grow seemed like some kind of rebellion unworthy of an omega. But now, months after his marriage with Yuta, no one touched his hair anymore except him. 

Across the room, Yuta was pinning the cloak over his shoulders with the feather pin on the left side of his chest. The same one he had been wearing for the past six days. Like a kind of uniform that indicated he had duties to fulfill. The sight tightened Jaehyun’s heart. Even though he had promised, it was the last day of the festival, and Jaehyun hadn’t had a chance to enjoy it with Yuta.

“I have to talk to my father.”

Yuta said as he adjusted the collar of his attire and Jaehyun looked away slightly.

“So… are you going to be busy today too?”

Yuta turned his face towards him, and a small smile formed on his lips.

“Do you want to get rid of me, Peach?”

Jaehyun crossed his arms and pouted.

“Don’t be silly. I’m just asking because… I’ve seen a lot of things at this festival so far. But none of them with you… And you promised me.”

“I know. That’s why I’m going to request my dismissal.” The alpha tilted his head and stared at him silently for a moment. There was a curious glint in his amber eyes. “I have no intention of leaving my husband out of my sight today.”

Jaehyun blinked, surprised. His cheeks flushed almost immediately.

“Really?”

“Yes. I promised we would enjoy the festival together didn’t I? Despite being the last day, we still have time.”

Jaehyun smiled. That wide, sincere smile that brought out the dimples in his cheeks and made his eyes look like crescent moons.

“Okay… I would like that.”

Yuta smiled back. Watching that scene with tenderness. He loved when Jaehyun smiled like that and it was hard for him to hide the blush on his cheeks. The elven believed that Jaehyun was even more beautiful whenever he let his true emotions show so openly and genuinely like that.

When they finally left the room, the hallways of Alberich's home were silent, carried by the distant sound of the light rain that still fell on the city outside. The air inside was fresher, filled with the discreet aroma of flowers grown in stone vases, carefully spread out on the hallways as if seeking to highlight the carved murals on the walls that always depicted elves in landscapes, but always with a large tree on the horizon. Almost as if it were representing the sun.

Jaehyun walked beside Yuta, their fingers intertwined as if the elven didn’t want to let go of him. It made his heart beat faster.

In the main hall, Hyde and Ishihara were talking to each other, but there was something different about their posture. They seemed relaxed. Hyde was slightly leaning forward, and Ishihara had a faint smile on his lips. One that quickly disappeared the moment he noticed they were approaching. Then it was replaced by his usual serious expression.

“Oh! Look who showed up.” Hyde smiled widely as soon as he turned his gaze to them. “Please, I didn't have time to congratulate you.”

Jaehyun thought the alpha was going to address Yuta, but it was he who received Alberich's tight hug.

“Huh? W-what?”

He blinked, surprised, not knowing how to react. The feathers of his coat brushed against his neck, making him shiver slightly.

“You’re embarrassing the prince, Hyde. That’s not proper behavior.”

Ishihara sighed, giving the other alpha a resigned look, but there was no real disapproval in his voice.

“Oh, please. He was amazing in that duel, he doesn’t deserve anything more than that.” He winked at the omega. “I wasn’t aware Yuta had been training you. I have to admit, I didn’t expect you to be so skilled.”

Jaehyun blushed a little.

“Uh-huh. Thank you.”

"Sword is his affinity. I'm afraid Aeri will have to think twice before doing something like that again." 

Yuta said with a small smile on his face and Hyde nodded. 

"She still owes you an apology. But she'll take her time, Aeri works at a different pace than we do. My omega was the only one who truly understood her." 

"He was the only one around too." 

Yuta cleared his throat. Receiving a clenched-teeth smile from his father. 

"Well, anyway. I must say you made a great impression, Jaehyun . Even the diplomats seemed surprised by their prince, in a way I feel like it distracted them a bit, but unfortunately their demands remained." 

The way Hyde spoke his name was calm. As if he was getting used to saying that name. It was strange but also welcome. It was as if Hyde was talking to the person behind the title of prince of Vollachia. As if he was talking to Jaehyun directly. 

“T-thanks… Hyde. I didn’t do much.”

“Modest! You should recognize your own talent.”

The alpha chuckled lightly.

“I have to agree.” A voice came from behind them. Sangyeon had his arm intertwined with Juyeon’s, both with a smile on their faces. “I expected nothing less from Yuta’s mate.”

That comment only made Jaehyun feel his cheeks burn even more. Yuta smiled proudly.

“Indeed. But Peach is stubborn, he won’t believe it even if we’re talking about it in front of him.” The elven shrugged. “But we all saw it, there’s no way to say he wasn’t formidable.”

Jaehyun felt Yuta’s hand grip his waist and pull him slightly closer, but the omega couldn’t look him in the eye. He just turned his face slightly, an embarrassed pout forming on his lips.

“See?” Hyde smiled triumphantly. “There’s no reason to think you did little. But we won’t debate this. I don’t want to cause any discomfort.” 

Yuta nodded. 

“T-thank you, I…” Jaehyun bit his lower lip. “I’m just not used to compliments.” 

Juyeon frowned at him but didn’t say anything. It was almost as if the elven wanted to come closer to comfort him but he didn’t. 

“Anyway.” Yuta turned his amber eyes to Sangyeon. “And what are you two doing here this early?”

“They went to have breakfast with us.” Taeyong answered in the alpha’s place as he approached. “But we discovered something interesting.”

The blond crossed his arms and turned his citrine-colored eyes to Juyeon who blushed. Sangyeon smiled and stroked the omega’s hand resting on his bicep.

“My pearl is expecting!”

Sangyeon's voice echoed in the hall and Hyde smiled. He opened his arms to the couple, saying congratulatory words as he pulled them into a tight hug. Juyeon looked shy but had a happy smile on his face while Sangyeon's chest seemed even more puffed out than usual. He was clearly pleased with the news.

“I would have known the symptoms from afar.” Taeyong said, stopping next to Jaehyun. “Hyuck wasn't easy.”

“I’m sure he wasn’t.”

Yuta replied with a light, amused tone. A gentle smile played on his lips. Genuine happiness for his friend.

“Well, you're falling behind, Yuta.” Sangyeon smiled from the corner of his face as he approached them and extended his hand to the alpha. “I hope it doesn't take long, our children will certainly be able to compete in the festival duels when they come of age.”

Jaehyun blushed.

“I'm not that competitive, Sangyeon. You know that.”

They shook hands and the other alpha shrugged. Juyeon just slapped the brown-haired elven on the shoulder.

“Jagi, behave yourself.”

“I’m sorry, my pearl.” He cupped Juyeon’s face with both hands and pulled him into a quick kiss. “Is it wrong that I want our children to be friends with our friends’ children?”

The omega just rolled his eyes.

“You’re hopeless.”

“He is indeed hopeless.”

Taeyong rolled his eyes.

They giggled in unison. Jaehyun thought about it for a moment. Could he and Yuta really have a child? He doesn't remember reading anything about that possibility, maybe it wasn't possible. Maybe they could be incompatible and Jaehyun would never be able to give that to his alpha. He bit his lower lip lightly as he thought about it. He shouldn't worry about that right now, what they had just started to bloom. Even though they were already married for six months, it should be early to think about it, but still...

“Well, anyway, I'm happy for you guys, really.”

“Thank you.”

Juyeon replied in his soft voice and then their attention returned to Hyde who clasped his hands together making a sound echo in the hall.

“Well, should we join the other warriors?”

“Actually, that's what I wanted to talk about.” Yuta cleared his throat. “I’m here to ask for my dismissal. It’s the last day of the festival and I’d like to be able to enjoy my mate’s company.” 

He pulled Jaehyun even closer to him and the elves’ eyes widened when Yuta finished his sentence. Those colored stone eyes looked at the omega and then at the alpha. They were genuinely surprised. Hyde seemed to be the most impacted, but unlike the others, he managed to open a subtle smile on his lips. 

“Granted.”

He said quickly, raising his hand to stop whatever Ishihara was thinking of saying. The blue-haired elven glanced at Alberich before clearing his throat.

“Huh, someone would need to replace the chosen warrior.”

“Lucky for me, I have two great options right in front of me.”

Yuta said, his amber eyes glinting mischievously as Sangyeon and Taeyong glanced at each other.

“Fine, I’ll do it.”

Taeyong rolled his eyes.

“I see you decided for me, huh?”

Sangyeon raised an eyebrow and Taeyong just crossed his arms.

“Didn’t you just say that Juyeon is pregnant? You should stay with him and take him to talk to your elder. I’m sure she won’t like it if you don’t tell her the news as soon as possible.”

“He’s right.” Juyeon pouted at the elven. “She sees me as one of her most beloved apprentices, you know how she is, besides, Chanyoung might spread the news to the whole capital.”

Sangyeon sighed.

“Alright, alright. That’s a good reason. I’ll let this one slide.”

He grimaced at Taeyong and Juyeon chuckled.

“Sorry, jagi.”

“We can always solve at the duels.”

Taeyong smirked and Sangyeon stared at the omega through his lashes.

“Don’t tempt me.”

“Fantastic!” Hyde laughed out loud interrupting them. “I must say I’m amazed by that, my son.” 

His emerald eyes then turned to Jaehyun and he covered his mouth as if he only wanted the omega to hear. 

“You did something impossible, Jaehyun. He always took everything so seriously and hardly allowed himself to have fun. I’m glad.”

He spoke really fast but Jaehyun managed to understand his words.

“Hmph.”

Yuta grumbled silently and Hyde just smiled.

“Anyway. I’m impressed.”

“I… I really didn’t do anything.”

Hyde nodded but didn’t say anything else. Jaehyun looked away, his cheeks flushing again. Maybe he really had done something. And maybe, for once, that was a good thing. He felt Yuta’s fingers brush over his hand.

“Well, we should leave now. Is there anything else you want to talk about, father?”

“Not at all, Yuta.”

Hyde just smiled and the red-haired elven turned to Taeyong.

“Enjoy your moment as the Chosen Warrior, Tae.”

He said in a teasing tone and Taeyong just raised an eyebrow at him.

“If you can do it, it certainly won’t be a challenge for me.”

Yuta chuckled lightly.

“See you at the release of the lanterns.”

-

Jaehyun glanced at Alberich’s abode behind them as they walked away. The diplomats’ balloon loomed ominously behind the elegant building. He then glanced at the elven who accompanied him, his amber eyes focused on the path ahead. Jaehyun wondered if Yuta should really do this. If he should give up his duty just to indulge him. 

“Do you really want to do this?”

The question slipped out softly, as his fingers gently squeezed the alpha’s arm.

“Why wouldn’t I want to spend time with you?”

“I… I don’t know.” Jaehyun hesitated. “They seemed quite surprised… It seemed like something you shouldn’t do.”

The elven gave him a curious look.

“Well, I don’t usually ask for dismissal. I take my duty seriously.”

“Then…”

“I’ve never had a reason to.” He moved his other hand and caressed the omega’s face. “But you’re my mate. You’re worth it, Peach.”

Jaehyun pouted, embarrassed. It hadn’t really sunk in yet. Yes, they had confessed their feelings to each other. They were more than just strangers in an arranged marriage.

“I’ll believe you.”

The alpha raised an eyebrow at him.

“Have I ever given you a reason not to?”

“S-shut up.”

Yuta giggled and then pulled him in for a quick kiss. Just the brush of his lips. As if he wanted to comfort him. He felt a wave of warmth pass through his entire body.

“Should we go now?”

Yuta muttered over his lips and Jaehyun pulled the elven in for another kiss before fully pulling away.

“Yes.”

The alpha smiled, and then they walked through the alleys of the city with their arms intertwined.

Jaehyun walked in silence, but his eyes were attentive to the details around him. The streets of the city, still damp from the recent rain, reflected the faint lights of the lanterns hanging between the tents. But something was different.

The vibrant colors of the previous days had given way to a soft palette: white, gold, shades of clear blue and amber. The flowers braided around the posts had been decorated with thin ribbons, and the banners fluttering in the wind bore embroidery images similar to those on the murals of the Alberich’s abode. Always portraying that tree on the horizon as if it were the sun.

There was a gentle solemnity in the air, even though the city hadn't toned down the festivities. Jaehyun could sense that something was different. He felt a kind of stillness in his chest. The city looked beautiful with this new decoration, but there was also something melancholic there.

Yuta noticed Jaehyun's vaguely lost gaze and leaned towards him.

"Something bothering you?"

“No, it’s just… it’s different today. From what I’ve seen before.”

“I see.” Yuta replied, with a slight smile. “It’s common for the villagers to change the decorations on the last day. The festival has always been a celebration of life, the six days of vibrant festivities are dedicated to everyone who lives in Elior and the last day… We celebrate life in a different way.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Today we will have the release of the lanterns. It’s our farewell to those who passed in the war and we will also pay homage to the Haligtree.”

Jaehyun noticed a slightly melancholic tone in the alpha’s voice.

“Haligtree?”

“It’s the sacred tree.” The elven reached out, pointing to the gold embroidery on the tent in front. With that same representation of the elves. “To put it simply, It’s… It’s like a deity. It protects and nurtures the land.”

Jaehyun looked at the symbol embroidered on the tent more closely. The tree was stylized. Depicted with golden lines that shone softly in the morning light. That golden tone was very present in all the elves' attires in small details and arrangements. It made sense now.

"I didn't know."

“It’s okay.” Yuta smiled slightly. “Come.”

They continued walking, leaving the main streets behind and entering the market. Jaehyun was already more familiar with that environment, but being there with Yuta was a completely different feeling.

The place was busy, but not chaotic. There was music coming from somewhere. String and wind instruments, accompanied by rhythmic clapping. The scent of fresh bread and caramelized fruits floated in the air, mixing with the sweet scent of flowers. The elves seemed surprised to see them. Or rather, they were surprised to see Yuta. Wide smiles opened whenever they saw the alpha approaching while they tried to get his attention as best they could but they only stopped when something caught the elven’s eye.

“Are these… Lirien petals?”

Yuta pointed to a stall where an old elven was offering a type of sweet wrapped in fragrant flower leaves. He turned his gaze to him and quickly stood up when he realized who it was.

“Oh! Chosen Warrior! Yes, yes. Lirien petals.” The old elven smiled. "What a joy it is to have you stop here. My old heart is content.”

Yuta smiled lightly at the old man and then looked back at the sweets.

“I thought these were no longer made.”

“Oh! I would never let this recipe of our village be lost in time.” He clapped his hands and a small elven approached them. “Please, please. It’s on the house.”

“Oh please. There’s no need, I can pay.”

The old elven shook his head.

“It’s not necessary, please. Accept it as an act of gratitude.” The little elven picked up a small box and handed it to him. It had four sweets inside with different colors. “We… we wouldn’t be here, able to make these, if the great warrior hadn’t protected us. Please. Accept it.”

Yuta hesitated for a moment but took the box.

“Thank you, I…” The elven cleared his throat. “I’m glad they’re still being made, they’re my favorite and my appa’s too.”

The old man smiled, his eyes shining slightly as if he was ready to cry.

“May  the Haligtree bless your spirits.”

The old man said in a soft chant. Low but full of gratitude.

“Come on, Peach.”

Jaehyun followed him silently, watching the way Yuta seemed absorbed, perhaps lost in memories. It was only when the elven opened the box that his attention returned to Jaehyun.

“Have you seen one of these before?”

“Huh, no. I would say I’ve been eating Ten’s food more these past few days. I… kinda didn’t want to risk tasting anything without you…”

He blushed.

“I see.” He took one out and handed it to Jaehyun. “Try it. Do you like sweets?”

He held the flower-wrapped candy carefully.

"I do, but Head Omega wouldn’t let me eat much. She didn’t want to have to adjust my measurements."

He bit his lower lip lightly.

"Well, I’m glad she’s not here."

Yuta smiled at Jaehyun, who blushed even more. He really liked the elven’s smile.

"Yeah." 

Jaehyun bit into it carefully. It was floral, soft, with a slight citrus touch that melted in his mouth. He smiled without realizing it, and Yuta seemed pleased with the reaction. 

“It’s… It’s really good.” 

“I’m glad you liked it.” Yuta took a bite. A smile formed in his lips as he felt its taste in his tongue. “These sweets used to be a tradition in my village. It’s been a long time since I’ve had one. I thought no one knew how to make them since…” 

His voice became slightly melancholic. Jaehyun remembered the time Taeyong told him that Yuta’s village no longer existed. He thought about asking, but he knew very well why it shouldn’t exist anymore. The elves also suffered from the war after all. 

He moved his hand and intertwined it with the elven's. Those amber eyes turned to him with a soft glow and Jaehyun moved instinctively, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“What was that for?”

He asked curiously.

“Nothing. I’m not allowed to kiss my husband?”

“You’re spoiling me too much, Peach.” 

Jaehyun chuckled lightly and then they heard music in the distance. At first it was low, timid, as if it was following the wind. But as they got closer to the wider square, the sounds became clearer. String instruments, soft flutes and the light beat of clapping along with the rhythm. Yuta paused for a moment, as if he heard something familiar in that melody. Then he looked at Jaehyun with a small smile. 

“Shall we see?” 

He asked, his hand still intertwined with his and Jaehyun just nodded. Allowing the elven to guide him to the main square. The space was adorned with golden ribbons and white flowers that hung from small trees and posts. They swayed gently in the cool wind. The sound of the music was contagious, with a rhythm that made their feet sway on their own. It was as if the group had just gathered there, there was no audience. Young elves who seemed to be learning to play those instruments. Yuta observed the surroundings, as if it bothered him that so few were enjoying it. He then leaned in a little, his voice close to Jaehyun's ear.

“Come.”

Before Jaehyun could understand what was happening, he felt Yuta's hands wrap around his waist.

“Y-Yuta?”

“Dance with me.”

“What?”

“You heard it.” The elven was already pulling him toward the center of the square. “Don’t make me dance alone.” 

The young musicians stopped when they saw them approaching. Their eyes widened slightly. One or two instruments went out of tune for a second. 

“Oh! C-chosen warrior? What are you-” 

Yuta shook his head. 

“Please, don’t stop.” He intertwined his fingers with Jaehyun. “We want to hear more of your music.” 

“But-” 

The alpha smiled. 

“Give us the best you’ve got.” 

The elves hesitated, but the one who seemed to be their leader was smiling broadly and his emerald eyes shining. He gestured to his friends who quickly adjusted their postures before starting to play again. Making room for a more lively melody, marked by plucked strings and a light, almost bouncy rhythm. Like a spring song. 

“Yuta… I don’t know how to dance to this.”

Jaehyun muttered. His ears were burning. 

“Did you forget what I told you on the day of the banquet?” The alpha raised an eyebrow at him. “There are no rules, just follow my lead.”

Jaehyun barely had time to protest before Yuta guided him confidently, his steps fluid and natural as if this moment had been rehearsed in his mind for a long time. 

At first, the omega felt stiff, a little tense with the gazes that began to gather around them. But there was something comforting in following Yuta's movements. He smiled, and the way his amber eyes shone in the light of the golden ribbons gave Jaehyun the impression that everything around him had slowed down.

They danced. 

The musicians seemed enchanted by the scene, playing with even more enthusiasm. One of the spectators, an elven lady with gray hair tied in a bun, was the first to clap. Discreetly, almost shyly. Within seconds, another elven did the same, and soon the applause spread like sparks on dry straw. The sound was rhythmic, warm, filling the square with joy. Smiles appeared, eyes met, and a small crowd formed around them. 

Jaehyun felt the flush on his skin grow with every spin, every step guided by Yuta. He knew they were being watched, admired even. But for some reason, it didn’t feel bad. He felt free. Light. Beautiful. When the music ended, there was a moment of reverent silence before the applause exploded even louder.

Jaehyun blinked, stunned by the intensity of the moment, not understanding why everyone was so enthusiastic. They bowed in reverence, and then Jaehyun felt the elven squeeze his hand as the whispers of the crowd grew louder. Elves wanting Yuta's attention for themselves.

“Now we run.”

“What?”

Jaehyun gasped, surprised, but he didn't have time to question it.

The alpha was already pulling him by the hand through the crowd, dodging people carefully, their laughter mixing with the sounds of the market. Jaehyun could barely keep up, stumbling slightly as he was pulled. Not understanding at first but laughing along. He felt like a child again. Running freely through the lower sides of highlands. Without any barriers. With a light heart and laughter for no apparent reason.

They passed colorful tents, fluttering curtains and rows of golden flags that waved as if greeting their escape. Children watched the scene with bright eyes, some even pointing and muttering among themselves. Jaehyun didn't know exactly where they were going, but he didn't care. They escaped through a side alley until they stopped in front of a smaller stall. Yuta was panting just like Jaehyun, but he was still smiling.

“What’s all this for?” 

Jaehyun managed to ask.

“Well, I have no intention of dealing with other people’s problems today, Peach.” He approached and held the omega’s face. Caressing his cheek gently. Their breaths found the same rhythm before he pulled him into a kiss. “You were great, by the way.” 

“You’re flattering me.” 

“Well, the audience seemed to like it and we certainly managed to draw attention to that group of musicians.” 

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at him. 

“So that was your plan?” 

The elven nodded. 

“You didn't like it?” 

“Don’t be silly. I loved it.” 

Their laughter still hung in the air when Yuta pulled his body away a little, turning his face to observe the stall in front of them. Glass pendants, hand-embroidered ribbons and small talismans in light wood were carefully arranged on white cloths with gold stitching. Jaehyun’s eyes roamed over the objects carefully. Everything seemed delicate, made with attention and care. His gaze stopped on a small silver brooch in the shape of a half-open leaf, with an amber crystal in the center.

“Oh! Chosen Warrior!” The young elven who was taking care of the stall came running when she saw them there. She seemed surprised and nervous. “C-can I help you with something?” 

Yuta looked at Jaehyun. 

“It depends on whether my mate is interested.” 

He smiled at Jaehyun who pouted at him. 

“Oh! Forgive me, your highness.” She bowed slightly. “I don’t think I’ll have anything for a Vollachian prince.” 

Jaehyun blinked. 

“But these pieces are very pretty. It would be a success at the court.” 

He said confidently and the young elven blushed.

“Oh, please, our blacksmith is inexperienced, still learning from our representative warrior. But one day he’ll be as skilled as him!” 

“I think he already has quite a talent.”

Yuta ran his hand over the brooch Jaehyun was looking at and picked it up. 

“May I?”

He asked as he turned to Jaehyun. He could only nod as Yuta approached, gently moving the braid that fell behind the omega's ear. Carefully, he attached the brooch to the base of the braid, the amber crystal shining subtly among the dark strands. The alpha stepped back a little and put his hands on his waist, pleased with the sight.

“See? He's even more beautiful now.”

Jaehyun blushed instantly.

“Y-you're absolutely right, chosen warrior! He’s stunning even!”

The elven's blue diamond eyes were shining. Jaehyun tried to hide his smile, but failed completely. His fingers touched the small brooch attached to the braid and slid his finger lightly over the jewel. His entire face burned.

“Thank you... It's beautiful.”

Yuta handed a small bag to the elven girl and then intertwined his fingers with Jaehyun's again.

“Tell your blacksmith that the chosen warrior and his mate approved his craft.”

“T-thank you. I will.” 

The elven’s eyes were filled with tears. She bowed as they walked away from the stall with a soft mutter coming out of her lips. 

“ May the Haligtree bless your spirits.”

-

He was still running his finger over the small amber jewel. He didn't want to let it go completely. It was a gift from Yuta, after all. It didn't carry a ceremonial meaning like a sword oath. Yuta had given it to Jaehyun simply because he thought it looked good on him.

He smiled slightly as they walked through the side stalls of the market while the hustle and bustle of the place gradually died down. The laughter and the dancing were still fresh in his memory and the comfortable silence between him and Yuta was filled only by the sound of their footsteps on the decorated stone floor.

When they turned the corner, Jaehyun recognized where they were immediately. The scent of Vollachian home-cooked food was very familiar. Different from the other stalls. The ribbons and fabrics used there were more discreet but still in white and gold tones and the tent was embroidered with small flowers. A quiet gesture of respect for the tradition of the festival.

Jaehyun knew Ten wouldn’t want to show any sign of disrespect. He had found a home in Elior after all.

Outside the tent, Kun was sitting on a small wooden bench, his eyes lowered over a book with a wrinkled cover. His serene face slowly lifted when he noticed them approaching.

“Oh? Chosen Warrior...” He closed the book and his opal eyes turned to Jaehyun. “And the prince, I thought you two wouldn’t show up. Ten was preparing something for you two but the representative warrior’s child was in desperate need of help flying a kite, apparently.”

He sighed as if he was used to it by now.

“Did he get what I asked for?”

Yuta asked and Kun just nodded.

“It’s inside, but I don’t think he finished it.”

Jaehyun looked from one to the other, confused.

“What did you ask for?”

Yuta turned to him with an easy glint in his eyes.

“Well, I asked him to prepare some snacks for us. I…” The omega noticed a slight blush on the elven’s cheeks. “I wanted today to be special.”

Jaehyun blinked a little before looking away, his cheeks already starting to blush too.

“I didn’t know you guys were close…”

“We’re not.” Yuta shrugged. “But as your friend and former companion, he knows what you like. I thought it would be a good idea to ask him for it.”

The answer caught him off guard. Jaehyun bit his lower lip and tried to contain his smile. Before he could answer, they heard quick footsteps and then Ten’s voice cutting through the air.

“Next time, I swear I won’t let Donghyuck fool me again!”

Kun looked up with an amused look.

“Well, it’s your choice to be part of the representative warrior’s family .”

Ten snorted, but his gaze softened as soon as he saw Jaehyun.

“Jae! I’m glad you’re here, come here.”

He gestured for Jaehyun to come inside the tent, and Yuta simply nodded for him to follow the omega. When he stepped in, he immediately felt the warmth of the familiar space. The scent of fresh bread, spices, and something that reminded him of his childhood in highlands hung in the air.

Pots, ceramic bowls, and neatly folded cloths were lined up and on the table, a basket was still open, half covered by a cloth embroidered with small details in gold thread. Everything there had been provided by the temple apprentices back in Taeyong’s village. Ten’s idea of opening a Vollachian food tent in the market during the festival was well accepted by them and apparently even the elder herself gave him a blessing to do it. Dahyun’s words though. She’s the one who carries the elders' words most of the time.

“I was starting to think you weren’t coming.”

He said while pulling a ribbon to close the basket.

“To be honest, Yuta didn’t tell me about any of this.”

“I figured.” He smiled slightly and looked up at Jaehyun. “How are things going?”

The omega flushed.

“It’s been… good. Very good, actually.”

“I’m glad, Jae. It’s still surprising though…” Ten crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. A smirk formed in his face. “For someone who  used to be afraid of elves, you seem to have gotten very close lately.”

“I know.” Jaehyun ran his finger over the jewel in his braid and looked at Yuta outside, laughing at something Kun had said, his crimson hair catching the golden light of the day. There was something so peaceful in that image that Jaehyun’s heart tightened slightly.

“Things have changed a lot.”

“I can see that clearly now.” The blonde handed him the basket. “I was surprised when Youngho passed me his task.”

Jaehyun held the basket out and looked at his friend. Sometimes he thought about what he had with the other elven but never asked the blonde directly. He didn't want to intrude. He wanted Ten to share it with him when he was ready and yet…

“Youngho, huh?”

Ten bit his lower lip and just nodded slightly.

“Let’s not make this about me right now. Come on now, your husband is waiting for you.”

Jaehyun just laughed lightly.

“Okay.”

“ We’ll talk about this another time. ”

The blond muttered softly and Jaehyun just nodded. 

Yuta looked up at Jaehyun the moment he saw them approaching again. He then extended his hand to Jaehyun, his amber eyes had a curious glint.

“Is everything ready?”

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a secret.”

He just pouted and handed the basket to the elven who then gestured with his other arm, signaling for Jaehyun to intertwine their arms. They said goodbye to Ten and Kun and then the alpha led them through the less busy alleys of the city. Where the sound of the festival sounded more like a distant echo. It felt like they were heading towards another village. Jaehyun could tell by the shift beneath their feet. From the decorated stone streets to soft, green grass.

They walked slowly along a small path lined with low bushes and crystal lanterns that hung from light wooden arches. It was as if it were a kind of passage to a completely different space, and then he stopped on instinct when a green field revealed itself before them. A living tapestry, filled with flowers in delicate tones.

At the very center stood an imposing tree with a pale trunk, its branches stretching out in all directions. Its leaves shimmered in the sunlight, a light green with hints of amber and silver, almost translucent in the touch of the light. On the lower branches, notes and small objects were attached by golden threads, swaying gently in the breeze that flowed through the space.

“This… This is beautiful.”

Jaehyun muttered, almost breathless.

“Indeed it is.”

Yuta smiled and gently pulled him by the hand to the center of the field.

The grass beneath their feet was soft. Golden and white flowers rose like little stars blooming from the earth, flickering with the breeze that passed through them. Jaehyun knelt slightly and noticed a flower with translucent petals and an amber center that glowed as if it held sunlight within.

His eyes then turned to the branches of the tree as they reached the base of it. He looked at  each small object or piece of paper attached to the golden threads. Some were folded with care. Others were tied with strips of fabric. There were polished stones, fragments of crystal and old brooches. He ran his hand gently near one of them, but didn’t touch it.

“What is this?”

He asked curiously.

“Some are prayers, others are just wishes.”

Yuta answered as he spread a white sheet over the grass, smoothing it with his hands before sitting on it and placing the basket there.

“But it’s not something we do often. Elves don’t wait for miracles, Peach. If we want something… we seek it with our own hands. Still, sometimes… it’s good to have something to wish for.”

He turned to the alpha.

“Why did you bring me here?”

Yuta looked up at him, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

“Because it’s peaceful. Because it’s beautiful.” He shrugged lightly. “And because I wanted to see you here. I thought that in this place… you’d be even more beautiful to look at.”

Jaehyun's cheeks burn. He looked away, biting his lower lip with a restrained smile. His eyes then returned to the tree, he ran his hand over the pale trunk, feeling the details of the wood under his fingers.

“This is-?”

“We call it remembrance of the Haligtree.” Yuta patted the space next to him, as if asking Jaehyun to sit down. The omega quickly moved and sat next to him, legs crossed, eyes full of curiosity. “It's not the real one, as the name suggests. It's like a piece of it. The real one was said to be something much larger than Alberich's abode. You could see it from miles away.”

“Oh?” He blinked in surprise. “When you said it was like a deity I thought-”

“That it wasn't something tangible?”

The elven raised an eyebrow and Jaehyun just nodded.

"Yeah, I mean. Vollachia has the church and its beliefs, but, you know, it's not like that. We don't see the gods, we don't hear from them, we don't meet them. We just... we only know stories and myths." He looked back at the tree. Even though it wasn’t the real one, he could feel a faint vibration coming from it. "This is different. I can see it and touch it. Even if it's just a piece of it. I... I can feel it just by being here." 

Yuta smiled.

"And what do you think of this?"

"I think it's beautiful."

He smiled at the alpha.

"I'm glad." Yuta turned his eyes to the tree. "The original Haligtree is much smaller today. Its large trunk was used to help us rebuild the capital over the years, and over time, small variations began to grow around Elior, as if the tree had left seeds in the soil. That's why we call them remembrances."

His voice was soft, and maybe a little low. As if being there was bringing back memories.

"This is the largest of them, perhaps because it was directly planted by someone, unlike the others."

Jaehyun tilted his head slightly.

"Do you know who planted it?"

Yuta nodded slightly.

"My appa." The elven lowered his gaze. "He brought me here a few times. Both Aeri and I saw this tree when it was still the size of a bush. He was also one of the first to hang his wish on its branches."

Jaehyun moved closer. Fingers lightly touching Yuta's. He wanted to get closer. The elven's melancholic voice made the omega want to comfort him.

"Did you try to find it?"

Yuta simply shook his head.

“I don’t need to. It was his wish. It would be a disrespect to even touch it. Especially now since… he’s already gone.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

The alpha laid back on the sheet spread across the grass, placing his arms behind his head. His eyes were fixed on the objects hanging by threads, swaying in the breeze. Jaehyun did the same, but laid on his side instead, wanting to keep his focus on the elven.

“You’ve been talking about your appa a lot lately.”

“Sorry about that.”

“No need.”

The alpha turned his gaze to him and stretched out one arm, as if inviting Jaehyun to come closer. Jaehyun moved until they were almost in the same position they usually were in bed, Jaehyun resting his head on Yuta’s chest.

“My parents were always there for me, both of them. But my mother was always the more present one. It was her duty to care for and raise the children since she was the omega. My father was loving, though. Still… he never stopped her from becoming more and more strict.”

“Was she always like that?”

Yuta asked, his hand moving to stroke the omega's black hair.

“Not exactly. She was always strict with her lessons, but she wasn't afraid to show affection. Things only changed after…”

He hesitated. His fingers pressed under the fabric of the elven's shirt, who noticed the sudden reaction.

“You don't have to.”

Jaehyun shook his head and sat up. His gaze was down but he was still facing the alpha.

“It's okay. I... I want to.”

Yuta leaned on his elbows, raising his body slightly as if to indicate that his attention was fully on Jaehyun. The omega hesitated for a moment but allowed himself to speak. To speak of that terrible moment. Of that first encounter with an elven Of how his whole body trembled and the deep fear he felt. Of how defenseless and small he felt. Even though he was a child at the time. How from that point on there was a time when he didn't even want to leave his own room, how the House Jeong began to rise within the Highlands. How the pressure to be a perfectly presentable omega for nobles weighed on his shoulders. How he was simply expected to accept everything he was told to do. How even with a companion like Ten by his side he felt completely alone and trapped in a life he had never asked for.

Yuta caressed his face. His thumb ran over the tear that fell from his eye.

“You’ve always been a warrior, Peach. I always knew you had it in you.”

The elven stood up a little higher. His hand caressed Jaehyun’s face, and he placed his hand over his, allowing himself to feel that warm touch on his skin. It was warming and comforting. He had never spoken openly about it to anyone, but now, it seemed like the right thing to do.

“I’m far from being a warrior.”

“A warrior doesn’t need to know how to master weapons to be one.” He pulled Jaehyun into a kiss. “But even if you don’t believe that, I promise you that I will always make you feel safe, Jaehyun.”

Jaehyun felt joy bloom in his chest, and he could only smile at him.

“You already do.”

And they kissed again. Softly. Jaehyun leaning over Yuta. It wasn’t desperation or need. It was lovely. Warm. He felt himself being hugged by Yuta and then he lay down again, allowing his head to rest on the alpha's chest. The elven didn't say anything, just slid his fingers through the omega's dark hair, as if he already knew that was what he needed at that moment.

For a while, they just stood there like that. The sound of the wind rustling the tree branches and the scattered songs of birds filled the air. Somewhere in the sky, streaking the pale blue like living lines, three kites danced among the clouds. Their long tails swayed like streamers, rippling in the air.

“Look.”

Jaehyun pointed his chin at the sky and Yuta just smiled.

“Have you ever flown a kite before, Peach?”

“No. I mean, I vaguely remember seeing Joong fly one with Yunho, but that’s it. Have you?”

“Yes.” The elven chuckled. “But I’m terrible at it. The kite would barely go up and then it would fall. It’s like the wind stopped just for me while everyone else did it very easily.”

“The chosen warrior who doesn’t know how to fly a kite?”

He said in a teasing tone and Yuta just grimaced at him.

“Don’t be mean. No one can be good at everything.”

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at the elven.

“I thought the chosen warrior was supposed to be.”

“Well, I was very young when the elders appointed me as the chosen warrior. I’ve still got a thing or two to learn.” He shrugged. “They must have even regretted doing it back then, I was too bratty in the early days.”

Jaehyun chuckled lightly. He couldn't see Yuta as a bratty teenager.

"You were good enough to be chosen."

"Perhaps." The alpha glanced at him then turned his eyes to the sky. "Or perhaps because they thought I would be just like my appa."

"Was he a warrior too?"

Yuta looked at him and caressed his face carefully.

"Uh-huh. He was the chosen warrior before me, Peach. I'm his successor." He looked away. "I trained with Taeyong, Youngho, and Sana. We would come straight from our village to Alberich's abode to train. He had chosen some 'prodigies' from different villages and always tried to train us equally even if there were differences in our affinities. I think that must have affected the elders' opinion."

"Sana told me that you grew up together."

Yuta nodded.

"In a way. But she was the first one to give up on training. She was talented, but she didn't have much interest."

“I see.” He was silent for a moment. “What was he like?”

“He was loved by everyone, he protected us all because that's who he was. Strong. Kind. Smart. He was my role model.”

That was one of the few times he noticed the elven's voice crack. It wasn't like Yuta. Jaehyun moved his hand and touched his face. Turning him so their eyes met. He caressed the alpha's warm skin and then leaned in for a quick kiss.

“Thank you for sharing this with me.”

Those big rounded amber eyes held a soft glow as he looked at Jaehyun. A gentle smile formed on the elven’s lips.

“Thank you for listening to me.”

“Don't be silly. I'll listen to you whenever you want.” He pouted. “Besides… I like to know more about you.”

“You’re spoiling me too much, Peach. I might get used to it.”

“Is it bad?”

“Not at all.”

He giggled and pulled Jaehyun’s body closer to his. They stayed there, lying on the grass beneath the remembrance of the Haligtree. The breeze blew lightly over them and the scent of the flowers seemed stronger and more enveloping now. Still, Jaehyun could catch the distinct scent of cherry blossoms Yuta had. A scent he loved.

They didn’t say anything else.

They didn’t need to.

There, protected by the tree’s shade and in each other’s warm embrace, they were just an ordinary couple in love. Simply enjoying each other’s presence.

-

The sun had already set when they returned. Jaehyun noticed the difference even before they reached the busiest parts of the city. The amber lights of the crystals hanging from the posts traced gentle paths through the alleys. He could see elves emerging from their homes or gathered in groups. They chatted with their voices in a low tone while delicate hands finished assembling paper lanterns. 

Some used strips of silk, others shaped small structures from light wood. Apprentices seemed to be guiding those who needed help. He saw an elven child trying to write something on the inside of the lantern with the help of his mother. The boy smiled, focused, while his mother gently blew on the ink to dry it. A bit further on, two older elves were tying their lanterns to thin cords, their eyes fixed on the sky. 

It was as if the entire city had slowed down. There was no music now, no hurried footsteps, no loud chatter. Just the soft sound of wind between the golden ribbons and the occasional snap of paper being folded.

The Plaza was filled with those who already had their lanterns ready. They stood around, chatting with each other as if waiting for the right moment. Jaehyun gently squeezed Yuta's arm, but the elven didn't say anything. His gaze was calm as they approached the entrance of the Alberich's abode.

“Can I ask you something, Peach?”

Yuta turned to him as they reached the hall. He took Jaehyun’s hand and softly stroked it with his thumb. There was a seriousness in his eyes that made Jaehyun hesitate for a second.

“Is something wrong?”

The elven shook his head.

“I don't know yet. But I would like to know something.”

Jaehyun tilted his head slightly, still confused.

“What is it?”

“It's about that elven you met.” Jaehyun bit his lower lip instantly. “Was he killed?”

“I... I don't remember.” He looked away. “I only remember him being hit by the prototype of the Vollachian staff.”

The elven looked thoughtful.

“Do you mind if I tell my father about it?”

Jaehyun blinked.

"Why would you want to tell him?" 

Yuta approached him and caressed his face. 

"It was never said that Vollachians were holding elves captive. This is the first time I've heard of this and it's quite concerning." 

Jaehyun felt his chest tighten and hesitated for a moment before answering. 

"Are you going to tell everything?" 

"No." Yuta shook his head. "Nothing about you. Nothing about what you passed through. Just the part about the elven prisoner. I would never tell your story to others, I know how hard it must have been for you to tell me." 

He took a step closer, amber eyes meeting his with a gentle care. 

"If you don't want to, I won't tell anything. But I think it's something my father should know and it should affect how he can address the diplomats and their demands.”

Jaehyun lowered his gaze. He felt his fingers tremble slightly, but the elven’s gaze was comforting. He wasn’t demanding anything from Jaehyun. He would respect whatever answer the omega gave him.

“It’s okay.” He nodded slowly. “If it’s important… then tell him.”

Yuta smiled. There was a calm gratitude in his expression. The alpha pressed his forehead softly against Jaehyun’s for a brief moment.

“Wait for me here. I won’t be long.”

“Kay’.”

“Don’t get lost.”

“Don’t be silly.”

Jaehyun giggled and stood there for a moment, watching the alpha disappear into the hallways. He felt a little tense after that request, but he took a deep breath and decided to believe his alpha. He waited for a while, but then, moved by a quiet urge, he began to walk.

He climbed the stairs of polished stone that led to the upper floors of the abode. He ran his fingers over the murals carved into the hallways, depicting scenes of harvest, ships under the ocean, crystal mines, elves hunting, and the Haligtree in different cycles.

His feet guided him unhurriedly to a side hallway, where the open windows let in the cold night air. At the end of it, a half-open door revealed the soft light of the balcony.

That's where he saw someone.

Yongbok stood there with his shoulders relaxed and arms crossed. His blonde single braid fell over his shoulder. His gray diamond eyes stared out at the horizon. The amber light from the city’s lights barely touched his freckled face, and yet there was something ethereal about his presence. Perhaps it was the glow his white wolf-fur coat had under those lights.

The diplomats' balloon was visible from there. Anchored on stone platforms very close to the abode. Its imposing structure stood out even with the darkness of the night and the faint lighting above it. Jaehyun hesitated for a moment but the elven didn't turn around. He just nodded slightly, as if he allowed Jaehyun to get closer.

With slow steps, Jaehyun approached, respecting the silence. He stopped next to the omega, without saying anything.

"How many of these things have you seen?"

Yongbok's voice cut through the air softly, it was low but enough for Jaehyun to hear. Almost as if the omega was slightly hesitating to speak to him.

"Not many. I know they are made in the far east of Vollachia under the administration of House Lee. It's not common for them to fly over the Palace or the city itself though."

The blond was silent for a brief moment. His eyes didn’t change direction, nor did his expression.

“What do you think of them?”

Jaehyun shifted his gaze to the balloon. That vehicle always gave him a slight chill. He knew very well it wasn’t meant solely for transporting cargo.

“I think they’re a bad omen.”

Yongbok looked at him. For the first time, truly, looked at him. 

“I used to think they were beautiful.” His eyes returned to the horizon, following the almost imperceptible lines that attached the balloon to the stone platforms. “That was my first thought when I saw them, beautiful… But then, I saw the flames and the screams that followed them.”

Jaehyun felt his chest tighten.

“I can’t even imagine.”

Yongbok didn’t answer right away. The tension was there, but despite that, the warrior showed no hostility.

“You barely know what your capital does, do you?”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip and just shook his head negatively.

“I’m an omega. I have no importance for my capital other than bearing children.”

The blonde remained silent for a longer moment.

“And Vollachians are the ones who think elves are primitive.”

Yongbok smirked. He said almost in a mocking tone but there’s still bitterness there.

“Sorry.” Jaehyun turned to him and made a bow. “I don’t think we were properly presented. I’m Jeong Jaehyun-”

“I know that.” He looked at Jaehyun. “Prince Jeong Jaehyun, the second omega son of House Jeong. The current leaders of the Vollachian capital with a strange obsession for peace even without having experienced the greatest terrors that a war could provide. I know very well who you are.”

Jaehyun widened his eyes at the elven.

“How-”

“That uncle of yours was so desperate to get my attention that he even told me how many siblings you have.” The elven shrugged. “Not that I care about that anyway. He described a rather spoiled and fragile person, but the one who dueled with Aeri was not that at all.”

Jaehyun remained silent, unsettled by how easily his uncle had shared all that.

“And what do you think of me now?” 

His voice came out lower than he intended. Yongbok tilted his head slightly, as if considering the question with the seriousness it required. 

“I’m still deciding.” He turned to leave. “My mate and my son like you, I shouldn’t have any reason to distrust you right now.” 

Jaehyun allowed himself to smile slightly. 

“Thank you.” 

The elven took a step forward. 

“By the way, would you mind if I let Nari eat your uncle’s hand the next time he tries to touch me?”

Jaehyun hesitated.

“Oh, not at all, actually.” He probably deserved it , Jaehyun thought. “But… diplomatically speaking, it might not be a good idea.”

Yongbok let out a sigh that sounded almost like a quiet laugh.

“You’re probably right.”

Then Yongbok walked away with his steady footsteps echoing softly against the stone floor. When he crossed Yuta in the hallway that led back to the main hall, the two stared at each other for a moment. They didn't exchange any words, just a slight bow of the head. A silent gesture of mutual respect.

Jaehyun noticed the elven approaching and let out a slight smile.

"I told you I wouldn't be long." Yuta said as he got closer. "And when I came back, you were gone. I thought you were going to wait for me, Peach." 

Jaehyun pouted.

"Well, sorry..." 

Yuta raised an eyebrow at him. 

"I'm kidding, Peach." The alpha shrugged, his tone soft and teasing. “I was heading back to the hall and saw you and Yongbok here. Did he say something to you?”

"Kidding, huh?" Jaehyun crossed his arms and a faint blush appeared on the elven’s cheeks. “We didn’t talk much. I’m honestly surprised he even let me speak to him.”

“He didn’t say anything mean?”

“Not really. He was… I wouldn’t say nice but I wouldn’t say mean either. He… Was just okay.”

“I have to admit that I’m quite impressed.” Yuta smiled slightly. “Look at you, Peach. Making friends all by yourself in Elior. I’m proud.”

He pouted at the alpha. 

“You’re making fun of me.” 

Yuta just shook his head and intertwined his fingers with his. 

“In my defense, you look cute like this.” 

“Don’t be silly.” 

Jaehyun mumbled, feeling his cheeks burn and then they heard a bell.

“It’s almost time.” the elf said, his eyes on the horizon, where faint lights were beginning to flicker through the city’s alleys. “Come.”

They climbed the stairs to the roof of Alberich’s abode and Jaehyun noticed how quiet everything had become. The hallways were nearly empty, and when Yuta opened the arched wooden door leading to the top, a cold breeze enveloped them. 

The sky was dotted with lanterns. Tiny lights lit up in waves, as if the city itself was breathing memories. Jaehyun stood still for a moment, eyes fixed on the silent beauty before him.

“It’s… it’s beautiful.”

He squeezed the alpha's arm.

"Indeed it is."

Yuta replied, and they stood there watching as more lanterns continued to rise into the sky after another chime of the bells. Then he noticed a pink-haired elven present, her hair fluttering slightly in the cold breeze that hit the rooftop.

Aeri was holding a lantern with both hands. Her amber eyes were lowered, lost in the light that escaped from the edges of the delicate structure. When she noticed Jaehyun, her eyes widened slightly. Surprised, perhaps. But she didn't say anything. She didn't scoff. She didn't turn her face away. She just lowered her gaze again.

"You guys took long enough."

She muttered and Yuta walked towards her slowly. Aeri didn't move away or frown. When Yuta stopped beside her, she handed him one of the lantern stems and for a moment, they held it together. Without exchanging words. Just looking at each other, with bright eyes that reflected the pain of that moment but at the same time a common memory.

Yuta turned to Jaehyun.

His amber eyes glowed with a cold, restrained light. He said nothing. He just nodded. And then Aeri nodded too. It was a call, a permission. Jaehyun understood the gesture and with slow steps he approached. He was apprehensive about being there, such an intimate moment between the siblings, but neither of them backed away. Even Aeri, who was usually hostile toward him, remained serene.

Jaehyun stopped beside them but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was dense. Heavy with meanings he didn’t fully understand yet, but he respected It. It seemed to be a moment exclusively for the two of them, but he was being allowed to witness it or rather, Yuta wanted him to witness that moment. To be there with him.

When his hand touched the light structure of the lantern, he felt the heat coming from his fingers. For a moment, the three of them stood there. Watching the lanterns rise into the sky. The wind touched their faces, and the flame inside the paper structure wavered, alive and sensitive. At that moment, the three of them raised the lantern.

“Light that guided our steps.”

Yuta said in a low voice, like a chant. Aeri followed him in perfect harmony as if they had done this countless times before.

“Fly now and bloom throughout the silent stars.”

And then, they let go.

The lantern rose slowly, trembling at first, like it was reluctant to leave. But then it gained altitude, following the hundreds of others that were already streaking across the sky of Elior like hand-drawn constellations. Jaehyun kept his eyes fixed on it until it blended in with the others. He turned his eyes to Yuta, who was still watching it, and allowed himself to intertwine their fingers. The elven didn't look at him, but squeezed his hand. Like a silent thank-you.

Jaehyun then looked back up at the sky. The lanterns shone in the night sky. Beautiful. Moving. It felt like a farewell, indeed. A farewell for those they had lost. He could see the pain. The love. The sorrow. The gratitude. In the eyes of every elven on the ground below and in the representation those lanterns had for them. 

He understood what that lantern had meant for Aeri and for Yuta. They didn’t need to say it. It was clear in their tear-filled eyes. So he simply held Yuta’s hand a little tighter.

Making a silent promise that he would be there for him.

Whenever he needed.

-

The walk back to their chamber was silent. The city below was slowly falling asleep but still lit by scattered flashes of lanterns that were still hovering in the sky. The white wooden door of their chambers closed behind them with a low, final sound. The room was dark, except for the warm light that came from the open balcony.

“I ended up breaking my promise today.”

Yuta said, breaking their warm silence. Jaehyun glanced at him sideways, arching his eyebrow.

“What promise?”

“I said I wouldn’t take my eyes off you...” The elven lowered his head slightly. “But I did.”

Jaehyun moved closer, his fingers lightly touching Yuta’s.

“Don’t be silly.” He held the amber jewel on his braid. “You did more than enough today. If anything, you kept your promise and we enjoyed the festival together. Thank you for that.”

Yuta caressed his face.

“I want us to do this more often.”

Jaehyun smiled, a slight blush rising to his face.

“I would like that.”

Yuta’s fingers wrapped around Jaehyun’s waist, pulling him gently against his body. The kiss came quickly after, soft and restrained at first. That light touch of their lips before they allowed themselves to open their mouths to intertwine their tongues. Yuta's firm hands find space on his back, on his hips, in the heat beneath the fabric. Jaehyun moved naturally, as if his body recognized that touch. As if it was made for it.

Their kisses were becoming hotter as they got closer to the bed and when they reached it, Yuta sat up, pulling him onto his lap. Jaehyun felt everything. The elven's strong hands on his waist, the heat that radiated between their bodies, their breathing becoming more and more uneven. The kisses became denser, the touches bolder. Clothes were slowly being pulled aside.

They laid down on the bed, with nothing between their bodies. Yuta was perfectly slotted between his legs. His aching dick pressing against Jaehyun's quivering pussy made him whimper in anticipation. The alpha caressed his face and smirked before kissing him again.

Deeper. 

Harder.

Jaehyun held his alpha. Legs wrapped on his waist. Fingers pressing against the scar on his back. Pulling their chests closer like he wanted them to fuse together. Then he decided to get bolder. For the first time. He managed to make their bodies roll on the bed. Flipping them, making Jaehyun being on top, hips slowly moving and still feeling the pressure of Yuta’s dick against him. 

The alpha blinked, tilting his head in curiosity as he watched, fascinated, as Jaehyun straddles him. Knees on either side of his thighs.

“I…” He blushed. “I wanna try like this.”

Yuta moved his hands to squeeze the flesh of Jaehyun’s tights. Amber eyes with a lustful gaze towards him.

“You can try anything you want, Peach.”

Jaehyun smiles and leans in, pressing their arousals together even more. They kiss again. He moves his hips, painting Yuta’s dick with his slick. A whimper leaves his lips when Yuta bucks his hips up. Jaehyun bites the alphas lower lip and dares to position himself above him. The head of the alphas cock pressing against his clit. Yuta only stares at him like he was enjoying whatever Jaehyun was trying to do. Jaehyun likes that, he feels powerful. He doesn’t try to push in, instead he just lets the alpha’s leaking tip rub against his cunt.

He just teases for a while and Yuta growls like he was getting impatient. It might feel agonizing for him. To not be inside of his omega. His hands flit between Jaehyun’s thighs and hips, before fisting the bedsheets next to him. He could tell that the alpha was getting close to grab Jaehyun and shove him down onto his cock. Or at least he was sure that it was what was on the alphas mind.

“You’re provoking me, Peach.”

Yuta growls again and Jaehyun smiles.

“I-is it working?”

“Fuck yeah. You have no idea how good you look right now.”

He smiles. He feels pleased by the compliment of his alpha. Jaehyun moves his hand to hold Yuta’s rock hard dick, he lines himself up and he feels the pressure of the alpha’s fingers on his thighs. It would surely leave a mark. Both of their breaths catch as the tip of Yuta’s dick lodges just past the rim, and they let out simultaneous moans as Jaehyun finally sinks down further.

He feels full. More than the last times they did it. It feels like it's a whole new experience. Yuta had his strong hands on Jaehyun’s hips now and he appreciated it. He takes his time going down, eyes closed and mouth parted as tiny gasps of pleasure stream out. Yuta bites his lower lip, eyes roaming between Jaehyun’s face and the image of his cock disappearing inside the omega’s cunt. But then, he focuses on Jaehyun’s buds and reaches to tweak his left nipple. The touch surprised Jaehyun. He gasps and bottoms out making them both groan.

“Fuck.”

They say at the same time. 

“So tight.”

Yuta mutters and sits on the bed. Bringing his face to Jaehyun’s neck. Kissing and licking. Making his skin burn in soft spots. Jaehyun whimpers, feeling the alpha twitching inside of him. He kisses Jaehyun’s jaw and goes up, the omega looks at him before their lips meet once again.

When they part their lips, Yuta manages to move them both until he gets to lay his back against the headboard of the bed. Eyes fixed on Jaehyun and waiting for the omega to do more and he does, rolling his hips slowly and putting both hands on the sides of the elven's head. Their eyes fixed on each other.

Yuta nods, like he was giving Jaehyun permission to move but the omega hesitated a little.

“Do you want me to help you?”

Yuta asked softly but Jaehyun nodded. He wanted to try this.

“N-no. I’m just gonna-” 

He bounces and Yuta groans. Hands quickly holding his hips again. Jaehyun pauses, glances up at him, and giggles. He’s flushed, shy but beautiful in the eyes of the alpha. He gains confidence and starts to move. Really moving. Hips lifting up and down as he bounces on Yuta’s cock. His face is close, and when Jaehyun opens his mouth to whimper, he’s met with a messy open-mouthed kiss that has all of his senses tingling. 

He leans back and plants his hands firmly onto the bed behind him as he spreads his knees open. Yuta’s amber eyes glow as he admires Jaehyun’s flushed body, mouth open slightly as soft pants and moans slip out, lifting himself nearly completely off of the alpha’s rigid cock before slamming back down.

“You’re doing so, so good, Peach.”

Yuta growls, low and guttural. He squeezes at the soft flesh of Jaehyun’s waist. Truly appreciating the view of the omegas body but too full of desire to restrain himself. He lifts himself slightly as he pushes down on Jaehyun, thrusting rhythmically to match the omega’s pace.

Jaehyun kept going, not knowing how much time had passed but his limbs started to burn. He leans over Yuta again and they both melt in each other's arms as soon as their tongues meet. He pulls away slightly, just enough for Yuta to see the tiny pout on his lips.

“H-help me?”

His face burns, he wanted it like this but couldn’t really keep up. Yuta only smiled at him and caressed his face, pulling him in one more kiss. 

“I’ll do anything you want.”

He then pulls Jaehyun down his chest, planting his feet onto the bed as he thrusts up into the omega’s tight heat. In this position, he’s so deep, and Jaehyun could only let out moans, encouraging the alpha to go harder. 

“I’m- I’m close.”

Jaehyun gasps, hands desperately searching for some sort of support as Yuta sets up a relentless pace. 

“Me too.”

Yuta grunts, hands groping Jaehyun’s ass cheeks as he spreads them apart, for no reason other than to hear the omega’s broken moan at the stretch. He drops his head into the crook of the alpha’s neck and It only takes a few more thrusts for Jaehyun to come undone, crying out as he comes all over Yuta’s dick.

The alpha keeps going, fucking him through it, slow and gentle. Admiring the way Jaehyun shudders on top of him. Laying limp and panting. Yuta picks up speed again, drinking in Jaehyun’s cries of overstimulation as he clamps down tight around Yuta’s cock.

“Fuck, I’m-”

And then he’s spilling inside of him. Pressing Jaehyun against his body. Biting his shoulder but not enough to break the skin. Jaehyun moans loudly. It always feels so good to be filled like this. 

They took a moment to catch their breaths. He remains on Yuta's chest, with his skin warm and his eyes half-closed, Jaehyun felt that he was exactly where he should be. The alpha's hand played with his hair, fingers sliding lazily, like he didn't want the moment to end. Jaehyun felt tired, his breathing was getting weaker and eyes heavy as that cherry blossoms scent enveloped him.

“Good night, Peach.”

Yuta muttered in his ear and Jaehyun didn’t really respond. He only let the tiredness take over him and he fell asleep.

Feeling his alpha warmth, deep inside of him.

Chapter Text

The morning glow passed through the thin curtains, tinting the room in soft shades of amber. The covers were disheveled, and the scent of cherry blossoms still lingered around him. Yuta was lying beside him, red hair tousled, his breathing slow and steady. Jaehyun rested against his chest, legs intertwined with his. The elven's fingers traced the curve of his waist as if he didn't want their bodies to separate. 

The touch was gentle and soft. He was clearly sleppy. Or rather, he had just woken up too. He blinked his eyes slowly, allowing the filtered light to touch his face. The elven's body was still warm and comfortable. He felt their bodies moving a little but he still didn't know if he wanted to open his eyes properly. Those plump lips then touched his neck lightly and went up to his jaw. 

"Peach." Yuta muttered between lazy kisses on his jaw. " My Peach ." 

Jaehyun let out a soft sound, somewhere between a laugh and a sigh.

“Huh, you can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you, alpha?”

Yuta hummed softly, his voice still husky from the morning.

“It’s your fault.” He said with lips brushing the sensitive skin just below his ear. “It’s hard for me not to want to touch you.”

“Huh.” Jaehyun purred. “We just woke up.”

“I know.” The elven giggled. His hand slowly trailing down to Jaehyun’s happy trail. “I want to ask you something.” 

Jaehyun turned his face to look at the elven and raised his eyebrow. 

“What is it?” 

“Can I eat you out?”

The omega blinked, confused.

“What?” 

The elven smirked and asked again, but this time slowly. 

“Can. I. Eat you out?” 

Jaehyun felt his cheeks burn at the way the alpha was looking at him.

“I-I heard you the first time but… What does that mean?” 

Yuta licked his lips. 

“I can show you. Will you let me?” 

He hesitated at first. His mind still couldn’t fully process what Yuta meant. The way the alpha spoke was different. Warm. Low. He didn’t know what to expect, but he knew Yuta wouldn’t do anything to hurt him. That was enough for him to nod.

“Uh-huh.” 

“Good.” He felt the alpha’s fingers pressing into the flesh of his thighs. “Pull my hair if you want me to stop.” 

“What do you mean by that? Oh-” 

Jaehyun’s words died on his tongue the moment the elven pulled away. The sun was shining on his bare torso and it was such a lustful sight. His loose crimson hair falling over his chest and that beautiful smirk on his face. He placed a hand on either thigh and Jaehyun sucked in a breath, already anticipating what was going to happen next. He felt the long fingers of the elven move lower and graze over his pussy before spreading the lips and diving in.

Jaehyun whimpered at the feeling. Yuta lapped at his cunt, tongue leading the way as his lips followed and closed around his clit but he didn’t suck, not yet. He lavished his tongue back and forth against the little bud. The omega bit his lower lip, feeling his legs kick up in slightly tremors. Losing his breath with the vibrant passion of the elven. It wasn’t the first time the alpha was doing that on him but this time he was more eager, like he was starved.

“O- oh .”

He cried. Hands moved from the sheets to hold the elven's crimson hair but he didn’t pull. He didn’t want him to stop. Quite the contrary. He looked down and noticed those amber eyes staring right at him and then Jaehyun arched his back. Yuta’s lips were closed around his clit. Tongue burning against his sex. The sharp scrap of teeth on his flesh, nibbling at his clit like it was a treat.

His lips closed again around Jaehyun’s clit, his tongue running back and forth over and over again. Heat was building fast in his gut. His groin throbbing and his heart was beating faster. He felt like he would explode any moment. His thoughts faltered when finger seemed to prod lower down, finding his entrance.

“ A-ah. F-fuck-”

He whimpered when the finger shoved its way in and curled up. Yuta savored all the glorious whimpers that came out from Jaehyun’s mouth and the delicious slick that was dripping from his pussy.

“ S-so good-”

He said and Yuta took it as an invitation to start thrusting his finger in and out. The sound of slick loud, obscene and delicious as the alpha savored every drop of it. He arched his back again when the alpha hit his spot. He felt tears prick his eyes and his chest heaving. He was ravaging Jaehyun in the best way possible.

“ Ahs-a-ah .”

The omega moaned as he felt a second finger being shoved beside the first. Pounding into his hole as Yuta kept sucking his clit. 

He wasn’t going to last. 

His entire body was burning as Yuta’s fingers fucked in deeper and deeper. He whined. The alpha was going faster now. Jaehyun’s body pulled taut as a bow, eyes squeezing shut. His whole body tensed up as he came, thighs flexing and threatening to crush Yuta’s head but the elven hold on him was strong enough to keep him open. 

“So good.”

Yuta muttered. Breathing against his cunt before diving in again. Barely giving time for the omega to breathe after his climax. Yuta wasn't finished with him and seemed to be even more starved than before. The hot and wet tongue lavishing him. Fingers still pressing in and out of his cunt. 

“ Wha-”

He sobbed and clutched at the sheets until his knuckles were white. Body shuttering as the alpha searched for more with his mouth. Sucking and savoring the rest of his climax. Yuta’s attention was all on his clit. He wanted more and he will get more. Jaehyun’s moans were becoming shorter and more fast paced, high-pitched ah ahs ah’s being punched out of him with every thrust of Yuta’s fingers and the sucking of his bud till oversensitivity. He kept clenching and unclenching around his fingers. The pressure in him was about to burst and then he felt like something was spraying from his pussy. 

Jaehyun moved his hands to hold on the elven’s head as he clamped his thighs fiercely with his large hands. Taking his fingers off him to hold him open and pin him down by the stomach. His touch was burning. Jaehyun felt like falling off when he squirted from Yuta's lips. The elven swallowed down his wet patch deliciously. Tongue moving to lap up the juices squirting from it as his omega continued to come. It went on and on, for what felt like hours. He never felt anything like this before. It was a whole new thing, and he loved it.

Yuta left one last kiss on his cunt before he sat up. Jaehyun could see through his eyelashes the whole bottom half of the alpha’s face being covered in slick. But it didn’t take long before the alpha was licking his lips and then savoring his own fingers as he licked it clean like he didn’t want anything to go to waste. 

After that, he caressed Jaehyun’s thigh as the omega was gulping air, tired. He barely felt like he just woke up. He moved his other hand to push off the hair from the omegas face and smiled at him. Comforting.

"I think we made a mess."

He said slyly.

“Y-you think?”

Jaehyun whispered. Body heavy and still hot.

“You taste so fucking good.” He licked his lips again. “Thank you for the treat, Peach.”

“Huh.” He rolled his eyes. “You’re impossible.”

“I might be.” He moved. Slotting himself between Jaehyun’s legs. Hands on both sides of his body. “As I said, It’s hard for me to not want to touch you.”

He pouted at the alpha and gathered strength to hold on his neck. Pulling him closer and touching their chests.

“S-shut up.”

He muttered before kissing him.

-

They left their chambers unhurriedly, if anything, they still wanted to stay longer in each other's arms. Listening to the distant sounds of birds echoing in the morning while Yuta traced lazy circles on his thigh, looking terrifyingly beautiful as always with his crimson hair falling over his amber eyes. 

But they had to get up.

As they passed through the hallways of the Alberich's abode, Jaehyun noticed the change in the air. The scent of the flowers that decorated the columns was softer now. A few apprentices were carefully removing golden ribbons from the columns and windows. Folding them carefully like it was a precious thing. The stone floor was perfectly polished. All signs that the festival had taken place were removed one by one, but the glow was still there. Subdued, more melancholic. Like Elior had finally returned to breathing with the natural rhythm of ordinary days. 

Amidst the movement of the apprentices around the abode, one figure stood out. 

Bangchan in his usual dark wolf fur jacket. He was leaning against one of the columns near the main hall, arms crossed and a light expression on his face as he watched the movement. Like he was waiting for someone. When he noticed the two, his smoky zirconia eyes lit up and he approached with a smile blooming across his face.

“Protector.” Yuta said with a slight nod, his voice carrying a certain familiarity in the way he addressed the other alpha. “I thought you had already left.”

“What kind of friend would I be if I left without even saying goodbye, chosen warrior?” The curly black-haired elven shrugged. “Although, just warrior, right? I heard Taeyong was filling in for you the other day.”

His eyes turned to Jaehyun, who felt his ears burn.

“I hope you guys enjoyed the festival.”

“We… We did.”

Jaehyun managed to say. He intertwined his fingers with Yuta, making the other alpha smile widely.

“I’m glad. Lix would never ask for dismissal for me, unfortunately.”

Yuta rolled his eyes.

“That’s a lie that will never catch me.”

Bangchan chuckled lightly.

“Anyway, I’m only here because I knew I’d see you two.”

Jaehyun blinked.

"Did something happen?"

Bangchan shook his head and bowed slightly.

"No at all. I just wanted to say that our village will be open to you whenever you need it."

He gave a slight smile and Yuta’s expression turned serious.

“Did Yongbok allow that?”

"Actually, he did." Bangchan raised an eyebrow and pointed at Jaehyun with his chin. "Your prince is quite the character."

"What? I-I didn't do anything."

The alpha chuckled softly.

"I don't know about that. But either way, I had a feeling this would happen.”

Yuta looked at Jaehyun with curious eyes.

"I see you're really good at making friends, Peach."

"S-Shut up."

Bangchan laughed loudly and clapped his hands.

"That’s great. It's a formal invitation, but honestly? If Yongbok allows it, that means you can just show up whenever you want." He looked at Jaehyun from head to toe. There was an odd curious glow in his eyes. "You'll know when to come."

"Is that it?"

"Yes, indeed." Bangchan looked over and there was Yongbok with Jeongin on his lap at the entrance to the abode. The little alpha waved his hand excitedly, and even though Yongbok didn't smile, he nodded calmly. "I need to go now."

“You’re full of riddles, Protector.” Yuta sighed. “Farewell then.”

"Good luck dealing with those diplomats. Yongbok was quite annoyed by one of them.”

Bangchan pointed at him as he walked away. Walking backwards. 

"I intend to."

They waved goodbye to the alpha as their pack left the abode.

"Why protector?"

Jaehyun asked curiously.

"Bangchan is the leader of their village, although Yongbok is the representative warrior. They lead together. Bangchan is also one of the designated apprentices. Which means he could become an elder in the future, like Dahyun.” Yuta tilted his head a bit. “But I call him that because of the Haligtree. The real one is in their village. They’re the ones responsible for taking care of it.”

Jaehyun blinked.

"I thought there were only remembrances of it."

“Well, I said it had only gotten smaller, Peach. It still exists and it’s still growing. One day, it’ll reach its full size again.”

"I see."

The elven smiled at him and stroked his face. His amber eyes fixed on him like he wanted to ask something, but before anything else could be said, a familiar voice came from behind them.

“Huh? Looks like someone’s eager to reclaim their position.”

Taeyong said as he approached them, his hands clasped behind his back and a smirk on his face. 

"And I see someone eager to give that position back to me." Yuta crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the omega. “Was it too hard for you, Tae?”

"You wish. It wasn't hard at all, you're the one who's lazy." Taeyong grimaced. "But it's good that you're here, now that the festival is over, the diplomats are eager to meet with the Alberich. I'm sure he wants you there." 

Jaehyun blinked, surprised. 

"Didn't the Alberich meet with them already?" 

The blonde shook his head, arms crossed in his usual calm yet critical stance.

“Of course not. Why would he?”

Taeyong said sharply, like it was an obvious answer.

"But they even brought that gift . I thought everything was already arranged for meetings to take place between them." 

Jaehyun insisted, remembering the balloon still anchored to the stone platform outside of the abode. 

"They are the ones in the wrong right now."  Taeyong continued and gritted his teeth. " That gift is just a demonstration of their own arrogance. Thinking that by giving it to us, they would make us look away from their negligence with our side and even their own people, apparently.”

Jaehyun looked at the two elves.

“I… I don’t understand.”

“My father wanted them to experience the festival, Peach.” Yuta said. “The solstice festival is one of Elior’s most important events, to show our unity. Our love and respect for our capital and our people. Something that Vollachia unfortunately lacks, you saw it. The suburbs .”

Jaehyun felt a lump tighten in his throat. Indeed. The suburbs were in a worse situation than he imagined. Or rather, it seemed like no one was taking care of anything there, no soldiers, no quality of life. Just poverty, hunger, abandonment and no one in highlands seemed to care.

“The situation is, my father managed to reach a ceasefire with Vollachia four years ago and after that, it was enough for Elior to stand on its feet again, but he only recently became aware of the real situation in the suburbs. He used to believe it was caused by the war, but it’s always been like that, right?”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip. He didn’t have that answer.

“I… I don’t know. We’ve been at war for so long.”

“You saw it with your own eyes, Peach.” Yuta raised an eyebrow at him. “Besides, no one at the court even mentions the suburbs.”

“I-”

There was something in Yuta’s eyes. A hesitation. Like he was bothered by the fact that Jaehyun didn’t fully accept it. Even after he saw the situation in the suburbs when he rescued Ten. Even after he said he would no longer participate in his own mother’s whims. Vollachia was still his capital and he couldn’t fully accept the fact that his parents were turning a blind eye to their people. Something inside of him still wanted to believe that they were trying to change things.

“I know that, despite everything, it’s hard for you to accept that your parents have been negligent.” Yuta stepped in front of him, amber eyes locked onto his. “The Vollachian nobles are so focused on their little lives of luxury in the Highlands that they don’t even think about the people starving in the suburbs. How many of them would die just for a bite of that bread with crystalized fruits you used to eat every day?”

Jaehyun didn’t answer. His lips parted as if to say something, but no words came. The memory of the sweet taste of the bread he used to eat so carelessly in Vollachia mixed with the bitterness he felt in his throat.

“I see that in the end, a vollachian is still a vollachian .”

Taeyong muttered, clearly disappointed.

“I’m sorry.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip.

“It’s okay.” The alpha caressed his face. “I just want you to understand that we’re not trying to be unfair. It’s quite the contrary. War is not our desire but it also bothers us that the diplomats are not interested in resolving this situation. That’s why we came to Elior in the first place.” 

He moved his hand to hold Yuta’s. 

“I know. You… You’re right.” 

Yuta smiled. 

“Loyalty to your people is good, but don’t close your eyes to reality, Jaehyun.” Taeyong said as he walked past them, but without looking him in the eye. “Don’t let your achievements from this festival be lost in blind loyalty.” 

The omega walked away.

His words were heavy, but that was how Taeyong was. He wasn’t going to be gentle with his words. Jaehyun could still feel the texture of Yuta’s hand holding his face.

“I should join my father now.”

Yuta said calmly, his fingers still gently brushing against Jaehyun’s face. The omega nodded slowly, expecting to be left alone again.

“Would you mind joining me?”

He blinked.

“Me? But-”

The elven leaned in and kissed him.

“I think it’ll be important for you to see what’s really happening and to participate in this.”

Jaehyun took a deep breath and Yuta smiled, already acknowledging his answer. He liked when Jaehyun took a stance. It wasn’t the first time the alpha took him into those important meantings after all.

“I’ll go with you.”

-

The doors to the hall opened with the soft creak of ancient wood, revealing the interior bathed in pale, golden light that entered through the arched windows. The reunion hall of the Alberich's abode was wide and silent, with the echoes of footsteps resonating on polished stone. 

At its center rested a round table made of light-colored trunk wood, adorned with carved details that resembled tree roots, simple but imposing. Each seat around it was equidistant, with no visible hierarchy. Unlike the Vollachian council hall where the members have higher and more detailed chairs. 

On one side, the representatives of Elior at that moment: Hyde, with a serene posture and attentive emerald eyes. He was already in his seat, his hand lightly caressing the black feathers of his cloak. Ishihara was on the left with impeccable posture, his dark blue hair tied with a golden thread and an impassive expression, and then two elders in long robes and gray hair braided back with golden threads. Their expressions were serene, as if they were waiting for that meeting to begin.

On the other side, the diplomats of Vollachia. Those representing the Houses Jeong, Park, Lee, and Kang were present. Oddly enough, Houses Kim and Son diplomats weren’t there. Park Sooyoung hid her smile behind an ornate fan. Jaehyun’s uncle, Jeong Changmin, watched everything with that annoying, superior gaze and Lee Donghae was silent in the corner. Next to Sooyoung, a new figure that Jaehyun had not seen during the entire festival: Kang Seulgi. Daughter of the current head of the House Kang, mirroring in her expression the same restrained disdain for the elves that her mother displayed in the halls of Highlands.

“Ah! The warrior prince, finally.” Sooyoung was the first to speak, fanning herself with her fan. “We were waiting to begin our much-anticipated-”

She interrupted herself when she noticed Jaehyun next to Yuta.

“Prince Jaehyun? What a surprise to see you here.”

Jaehyun bit his lower lip but bowed slightly.

“Hello, Lady Sooyoung.” 

He then looked at the other diplomats and made the same gesture. Only receiving a restrained nod from his uncle and Donghae. The other two didn’t really bother to acknowledge his gesture. Yuta still smiled confidently and guided Jaehyun to sit next to him.

“Good morning, Jaehyun.” Hyde smiled. “Forgive me for having this reunion so early, the diplomats couldn’t wait any longer, apparently.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble, Hyde.” He smiled at the older alpha. “It was Yuta who thought I should attend.”

Hyde looked at Yuta with a proud glint in his emerald eyes.

“I’m sure he made the right choice.”

Yuta just nodded slightly.

“I apologize for my delay.” The alpha said as he sat down and smirked at Jaehyun. “My husband is such a distraction.”

Jaehyun blushed, but kept his head held high.

“I’m glad to hear your marriage is going well.” Changmin said, his voice laced with false courtesy. “My dear sister will be delighted to hear that. She still yearns for an heir you know.”

“Thank you for reminding me again of my mother-in-law’s wishes. Lord Changmin.” Yuta smiled falsely. “It’s your second reminder already.”

“I only mention it because it remains highly significant to what this marriage represents.”

“I’m sure we’ve all been looking forward to it, Lord Changmin.” Ishihara cleared his throat. “An heir from this marriage is much anticipated by the esteemed leaders indeed, but that’s not the only thing that should be discussed regarding this marriage and alliance.” 

Kang Seulgi clapped her hands impatiently. 

“Well said, Lord..?” 

“Ishihara.” 

“Lord Ishihara.” The name came out of her mouth like it was a foreign word. “But can we get straight to the point? We’ve been waiting for this reunion for an entire week.” 

“I agree.” Sooyoung nodded. “We would like to move forward with the negotiation sessions, but the leaders of Elior refused to have a proper reunion with us.” 

Hyde raised an eyebrow. 

“It was the solstice festival. There’s no need for politics during this time. The festival is about unity and respect for our people. Something Vollachia should take note of.” 

“Are you calling us uncivilized , Alberich?”

Seulgi crossed her arms, her poisonous tone hanging in the air like a challenge. Hyde just looked up slowly at her, his expression remaining serene.

“I’m saying that there are times when knowing how to wait is a diplomatic virtue. And that there is wisdom in respecting the customs of those who welcome you into their home.” 

The answer was calm, but there was a blade beneath the surface. Seulgi’s eyes narrowed.

“You should have seen and learned how to treat people properly. Our land is very open to Vollachians, if they are willing to accept our customs.” 

Ishihara added, his tone sharper than usual.

“You speak like there are many Vollachians out there.” 

Sooyoung replied with a half smile. Jaehyun shifted, his voice coming out before he could stop it. 

“If you had seen Ten-” 

The diplomats’ gazes turned to him immediately. They were displeased at hearing the omega’s voice. Jaehyun hesitated for a second, but then Hyde nodded slightly, encouraging him. 

“My friend.” Jaehyun continued. “He had a tent during the festival. He’s been welcomed with open arms by the apprentices in the village we’re staying in since we arrived in Elior. I helped him out for a few days, and a lot of elves stopped by. They liked the food. Vollachian food. They were apprehensive at first, yes, but once they gave him a chance, his tent was one of the most popular.”

“Oh, so he is the prince’s friend indeed. I heard about that.” The elder, who had remained quietly listening until now, tilted her head to look at Jaehyun. “Dahyun spoke quite a bit about young Ten. I was the one who gave permission for him to participate in the market.”

She smiled gently.

“T-thank you, Elder.” Jaehyun said with a slight bow. “Thank you for allowing my friend to have a place here. He’s one of the kindest souls I’ve ever met.”

“It was nothing.” she nodded. “Fortune always finds those who deserve it  the most.”

she said in a soft chant and Jaehyun felt some sort of warmth in his chest.

“The servant ?”

Seulgi raised her eyebrow as if that was an outrage.

“He hasn’t been one for months, Lady Seulgi.” Yuta said in a harsh tone. “He is also living proof of how precarious the conditions in the suburbs of Vollachia are. A matter that has been a topic of discussion with the esteemed leaders from the very beginning.”

“And why does it matter so much how the suburbs are treated?”

Changmin asked but he sounded bored. Hyde turned to face him, his eyes now gleaming like polished blades.

“Because if you don’t treat your own people with dignity, how can I believe you’ll treat mine any better?”

Silence.

Thick and sharp, like crystal on the verge of shattering.

“Apprentices have been leaving their homes to provide whatever aid they can to the suburbs of Vollachia since the ceasefire was established.” Ishihara continued. “They’re ordinary people who had every reason to be afraid, but once they began to realize the elves were truly helping, they started to welcome their presence.”

“Elves wandering the suburbs?” Sooyoung questioned. “That is surprising.”

“Elves have always been a greater presence in the suburbs than at court, Lady Sooyoung.” Donghae interjected with a light cough. “It’s common knowledge.”

The alpha looked at Donghae in disbelief.

“Apparently not all nobles are well informed about this.” Ishihara raised an eyebrow. “I see there is a significant lack of communication between the Houses.”

“We all have our duties to fulfill, Lord Ishihara.”

Seulgi replied sharply.

“And apparently none of them are to bring about significant change in Vollachia.” Hyde added. “The apprentices have made numerous reports about rebels becoming increasingly aggressive against them, there have even been attacks in the highlands, but apparently just one attack in the highlands is not enough to realize the big problem at hand.”

“Highlands is well protected.” Seulgi said. “House Kang is bringing its regiment to strengthen defenses for situations like this so they don’t happen again.”

“That’s good.” Hyde said thoughtfully. “But the majority of the attacks are still happening in the suburbs, where the apprentices are trying to help the abandoned people. Does House Kang intend to send reinforcements there?”

Seulgi bit her lower lip.

“Our regiment isn’t big enough yet. We are focusing on protecting the leaders.”

“So the court is really determined not to provide aid to the suburbs?” The second elder said, opening his eyes and showing his sapphire eyes. “With all due respect, that’s foolish. I see Vollachia is desperate for the trade of commodities and materials to sustain itself longer, but refuses to help those who could ensure its own capital endures.”

"Indeed.” The other elder continued. “We have villages that hunt, villages that mine, villages that produce, I know this is very desirable for the Vollachians. But when the people that make those commodities fall, how long till the ones holding their strings fall too?"

“Vollachia loses the possibility of growth by denying the existence of the common folk.”

Seulgi stood a little, her voice controlled but clearly impatient.

“It seems we won’t get anywhere with this kind of talk. I see the elves are more interested in judging Vollachia than respecting our efforts to maintain this ‘alliance’. ”

Hyde straightened his posture, his emerald eyes were shining brightly.

“I must remind you that it was your leaders who came to us, seeking a ceasefire. They said that neither Vollachia nor Elior would gain from further conflict, and I must agree.” He ran his hand under the black feathers of his coat. “We listened. We signed agreements of peace. Of trade. Of exchange of knowledge. Then came the marriage proposal to seal it in a way that would be recognized in your capital.”

His gaze turned to Jaehyun and Yuta.

“We asked only for respect at first, since you Vollachians have a certain tendency toward condescension. We never demanded more than that. And in return, even my son had offered himself for a marriage that was never part of his plans.”

Jaehyun felt a lump tighten in his throat. He knew that was true. He should never have married Yuta. It wasn't the plan for him. It was something his parents ended up proposing when they saw the benefit it would bring. His marriage with Yuta was never for love. It was just an agreement. Even though things are completely different between the two of them now. 

He looked at Yuta, who gently squeezed his hand.

“I offered myself for this marriage and even provided support for the training of the guards at the court during my time over there. I even allowed the esteemed leader to hold a family heirloom to show my commitment.” Yuta said in a serious tone. “I remain loyal to my marriage with the prince and that should not change, but Vollachia also needs to show their effort and that is what is lacking at the moment.”

The silence returned, thick and vibrant.

Seulgi finally sighed.

“It seems that this meeting won’t be productive any longer.”

“I agree, Lady Kang.” Ishihara said. “Elior will not make concessions as long as Vollachia continues to treat its own citizens as disposable and does not resolve the situation of the rebels. There is no point in making agreements for commodities and trade when our apprentices are being attacked in the suburbs simply for helping your people.”

“So be it.”

Seulgi moved to leave the room.

“We expected more from you.” Sooyoung commented, standing up with a false smile. “But I think this ends any further agreements. For now.”

“Indeed.” Hyde said, stroking the feathers of his coat once more. It seemed to be his way of keeping calm. “Elior is still open to negotiations but not to demands. We have done our part so far, but Vollachia needs to show its own change so that we can move forward with these talks.”

“I see that bringing our balloon was completely in vain then.”

Sooyoung muttered, the fan now closed between her fingers. Hyde raised an eyebrow. His emerald eyes met hers with a calm coldness.

“You are absolutely right, Lady Sooyoung.” His voice was deep, restrained. “This gift has made my people uneasy. They know what it represents. Many saw it as a provocation.”

He leaned back slightly in his chair.

“That is why I asked for representative warriors to accompany each diplomat during the festival. We did not want unnecessary commotion. That is being careful with our visitors.”

Sooyoung bit her lower lip. She said nothing more. She simply stood, the fabric of her jacket fluttering softly around her as she walked away. Heels muffled against the stone. One by one, the other diplomats followed the same path. Changmin lifted his chin before leaving, as if he still believed himself above it all.

Donghae was the last to leave. But then, Hyde's voice cut through the silence.

“Tell the esteemed leaders that Elior still awaits the promised changes. We do not wish for more conflict, but we will not accept demands blindly either. We are wise enough not to fight anymore and focus only on our growth and we believe the lack of equality only slows us down.”

Donghae stopped at the door and turned just enough to leave his answer.

“For a capital that does not seek conflict, you seem quite dedicated to raising warriors from birth.”

The comment hung in the air. But Hyde, serene, just stared at him.

“We raise warriors with or without war, Lord Donghae. Because that is part of who we are. It was our custom long before any conflict, long before you were even born.”

The diplomat was silent for a moment. And then, he smiled at the corner of his face.

“I will keep that in mind, Alberich.”

The answer hung in the air and an uncomfortable silence spread throughout the room as the diplomat left the hall. Jaehyun could see the two elders over their seats just shaking their heads negatively with a sigh. Hyde continued to stroke the feathers of his coat and Ishihara maintained that impassive expression of his. Yuta said nothing. He just let out a quiet sigh and exchanged a brief look with Jaehyun before guiding him out of the hall.

The meeting was over but Jaehyun felt a bitter taste in his mouth of something unfinished.

The air outside the hall seemed colder. They walked through the main hall only hearing the muffled sound of their own footsteps on the stone floor. His mind revolved around what he had witnessed. There was a persistent discomfort in his chest, a restlessness he couldn’t put into words.

The elves weren't wrong in their stance, but Jaehyun felt like they hadn't given the diplomats any room to say what they had to say. It didn't feel like a meeting to reach agreements and make deals at all. If anything, it felt more like a session of finger-pointing.

Yuta was beside him, also silent, as if he didn’t want to talk about what had happened. Their hands brushed, and Jaehyun pulled back slightly.

"Is everything okay, Peach?"

The elven asked softly and Jaehyun hesitated for a moment. 

"Yes, I..." He shook his head negatively. "I was just thinking about the meeting."

They were silent for a moment.

"And what did you think?"

He hesitated a little.

"That... maybe no one really listened to anyone in there."

Yuta stopped. Jaehyun took two more steps before realizing and looking back. The elven was staring at him, his narrow amber eyes hard to read.

“Are you saying we should have given in to the diplomats' demands?”

"No, I mean..." He held the amber jewel attached to his braid instinctively and bit his lower lip. "I just thought the answer to them seemed to be already ready and that Alberich and the others had no interest in dialogue or in hearing the proposals they brought.”