The Omega Princess and Her Two Leashes - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

“Stop making jokes that are only funny to you and just leave quickly.”

“Yeah, I was going to do that anyway. I’ll see you at the ball.”

“The ball…”

Arlenrose’s expression, which had already been crumpled, worsened at the word ‘ball’.

Balls were always a chore for Arlenrose. Balls were filled with music, dancing, chatter, food, and omegas who were constantly being forced to serve, and the alphas happily enjoyed it. In reality, the kingdom’s balls were nothing more than thinly veiled orgy gatherings.

It was hard to even watch the sight, and it was hard to listen to or respond to the shallow conversations that people pretended to have. So were the condescending gazes of the alphas who looked down on her as a recessive alpha. It was also incredibly difficult to smile like a doll there.

Above all, the hardest thing was to endure the strong pheromones of the alphas that surrounded her from all sides. It was truly disgusting, but her body would inevitably react to it and go into heat. Every time that happened, she was overwhelmed by a terrible sense of self-loathing.

When she left the Royal Palace and stayed in Daimon, she was simply happy that she no longer had to attend balls. She had no idea that she would return to this hellish place on her own, where she would have to attend balls frequently.

“You seem to really hate balls.”

Leybid, who had no way of sympathizing with her feelings, simply laughed as if he found Arlenrose’s rapidly changing face amusing.

He wasn’t clueless, so he had realized a long time ago that Arlenrose had truly started to hate him. But he didn’t care.

Leybid was fine as long as he could enjoy himself. He was satisfied because now was much more fun than when Arlenrose was just smiling like a porcelain doll or being expressionless.

“Yes. I hate it even more because Your Highness is there.”

“Be a little more positive. It might be better because I’m there.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Just wait and see.”

Leybid muttered to the end and jumped out the window.

As soon as he disappeared, Arlenrose slammed the window shut and locked the latch. Then she took out the daggers she had hidden under the bed and began to sharpen them one by one.

* * *

“Your Highness, please open your eyes.”

Arlenrose, who had been sitting like a stone statue and enduring the tedious hours, opened her eyes.

In the mirror opposite, the princess, who had finished dressing up, was reflected. The amethyst necklace that sparkled around her neck and the snow-white dress decorated with light purple perfectly matched the color of her eyes and hair.

In particular, the fresh flowers that were meticulously attached to her braided hair and extended down, and the same flowers that were attached to the chest of the dress to make them look connected were impressive.

“Do you like it?”

There was no way Arlenrose would not like the masquerade makeup, so she just smiled faintly instead of answering. The maids, who took her expression as a positive one, were excited.

“You are so beautiful that it’s as if a goddess has just descended.”

“It was a good idea to decorate it with lisianthus. I don’t think you’ll find anyone in the whole world who suits this flower more than Your Highness.”

“Isn’t it because Your Highness’ beauty resembles a rose? Lisianthus is a flower that goes well with roses.”

“That’s right. If you were like a white rose before, you’re like a light pink rose today.”

“I thought so too. Why is your skin so good today? Did you sleep well? You usually look a little pale, but today your complexion is so pretty that you don’t need to apply much rouge.”

The smile that had been gradually stiffening due to the excessive praise finally trembled at the mention of her complexion.

Her complexion has improved? Could it be that this is also the effect of the pheromones that Leybid mentioned?

It was terribly funny. She had spent a night as difficult as hell, but she was being asked if she had slept well because her complexion had improved. Inwardly, Arlenrose repeatedly thought that the omega’s body must be cursed, and she stood up from her seat.

“You are truly beautiful, Your Highness.”

As she approached, Peregrine, the attendant who had been waiting behind her, also gave her compliments. Arlenrose, who had been smiling, thinking it was just a courtesy, stopped for a moment. It was because she noticed the blush on his face.

Surely not. Arlenrose tried to ignore it, but Peregrine followed her and whispered.

“Your Highness, will you not receive an omega’s hospitality today as well?”

“Yes.”

At the firm answer, Peregrine lowered his gaze for a moment and hesitated. Then, as if he had gathered his courage, he raised his head.

“How honored I would be if I could be the first omega to serve Your Highness. Whenever you change your mind, please remember me.”

For Arlenrose, it was the kind of courage that was better to keep forever. Instead of answering, she closed her eyes tightly.

How on earth did it come to this?

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