The Omega Princess and Her Two Leashes - Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

Did I just mishear him? Perhaps the afterglow of her climax was clouding her mind. “What did you just say?” she asked, needing clarification.

“I asked you to marry me.”

It wasn’t her ears playing tricks on her. A disbelieving laugh escaped her lips. “Your Majesty, what are you talking about?”

Her incredulous reaction seemed to prick his pride, his eyebrows twitching slightly. But he maintained his position, looking up at her with a serious expression. “Why? Do you not want to marry me?”

“It’s not a matter of wanting or not wanting. It’s just… impossible.”

“Why do you think it’s impossible?”

“It’s obviously impossible. Your Majesty, you know I’m known to the world as an Alpha. Why would you say something so preposterous?”

“We can just reveal that you’re an Omega.”

“Is that something you can say so lightly? What about the aftermath? How am I supposed to deal with that?”

“Why would there be an aftermath? You just marry me and leave this place for the Luversiana Empire.”

“But…” Arlenrose’s retort died in her throat. It was his eyes, fixed intently on hers. He wasn’t joking. Leybid di Valenti Luversiana was serious. He was genuinely proposing marriage.

Marriage, a Luversiana Empire custom. Unlike the kingdoms where Alphas took Omega consorts, in the Empire, Omegas became wives through marriage, building families with their Alpha husbands. Leybid was suggesting she do just that with him. In the Empire, this was called a proposal. She, Arlenrose, had just received a marriage proposal from the Crown Prince of the Luversiana Empire, Leybid di Valenti Luversiana.

The realization hit her like a wave, and she abruptly stood.

“…Princess?” Ignoring Leybid’s voice, she strode away. He scrambled to his feet, following her.

“Princess, if revealing you’re an Omega and marrying me causes any problems, I’ll take care of it. I’ll smooth things over. I have that kind of power. So…”

His voice held a note of desperation. Stifling a sigh, Arlenrose gestured towards the sofa. “Sit. This isn’t a conversation we can finish quickly.”

Exhausted, she sank onto the sofa, leaning back against the cushions and releasing the breath she’d been holding. Leybid, tense and rigid, sat down with exaggerated briskness, his back ramrod straight. He clearly wanted to appear dependable.

Arlenrose watched him with an amused expression, tilting her head and resting her chin on her hand. “Your Majesty, why do you want to marry me? Tell me that first.”

“Because you…”

“I was meant to be offered to you, a body to be used without rights or recognition.”

“I was wrong! I’m truly sorry!” Leybid’s immediate outburst, his head bowing low, startled Arlenrose. She stared at him, dumbfounded by his sudden shift in demeanor and the loudness of his voice.

“I admit, that’s how it was at first! I was only interested in my own amusement, in toying with you! Looking back, I was a complete and utter b4stard!”

His voice boomed, especially the word “b4stard.” Arlenrose hastily waved her hands. “Could you lower your voice, Your Majesty? Everyone outside will hear.”

“Ah, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking…” Leybid’s shoulders slumped, dejected.

A moment ago, he’d resembled a puppy seeking praise. Now, he looked like a scolded puppy. Seeing the Crown Prince of the Empire acting like a puppy in front of her, head bowed low, made Arlenrose uncomfortable.