The Omega Princess and Her Two Leashes - Chapter 67

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Chapter 67

On the other hand, Crown Prince Leybid stared intently at him, a sly grin spreading across his face. “What’s wrong? I’m quite pleased.”

“Well, Your Highness, you are known for your… inclinations,” came the retort, sparking laughter among the envoy. Leybid, far from being offended by the allusion to his reputation as a libertine, joined in the merriment, seemingly proud of the moniker.

His aide had been right. The Fleurose Palace, outwardly sacred and beautiful, was anything but on the inside. The s*xually liberated culture, coupled with the utter lack of even basic rights for Omegas, allowed Alphas to indulge their every whim, engaging in acts of passion openly and frequently. Everywhere one looked, another coupling could be found. Even the royal balls were little more than org*es, everyone entangled in a public display of l*st.

“It’s astounding. Even accounting for cultural differences, how can such a thing be considered a royal ball?” someone exclaimed, disgusted, only to be nudged in the ribs by another, who leered, “Oh, come now. You seemed to be enjoying yourself quite a bit.”

“Ahem. Well, that’s just how it is, isn’t it? What Alpha would refuse a willing Omega? Unless they’re, you know…”

“True enough. They practically throw themselves at you. It’s hard to resist.”

“And these Omegas… every single one is stunning. So alluring. It’s like they’ve been hand-picked. The quality is far superior to the Empire’s.”

“Oh, especially the male Omegas. Those chests, those waists…” A female Alpha among the envoy gestured descriptively with her hands, then swallowed hard, the memory apparently causing a visceral reaction.

“The captain certainly seemed to be enjoying himself. Especially with the sleek, male Omegas.”

“And you weren’t exactly picky, were you? Male, female… you took whatever you could get.”

“Why be picky? A varied diet is a healthy diet.”

“You’re strange. A soft, female Omega is the best, no question.”

“Oh, I have to disagree. Male or female, the bigger the chest, the better.”

“Hold on. I thought you were all about variety? So, bre*st size trumps gender?”

“That’s even more confusing. Male Omega bre*sts and female Omega bre*sts are completely different. How can you just like them both based on size alone?”

“Exactly! And what’s so important about bre*sts anyway? A pretty face is all that matters in an Omega.”

“No, no, you’re all missing the point. It’s not about the face or the chest. It’s about what’s inside. That… tightness.”

“Ha! He’s got a point.” Their banter devolved further, becoming increasingly vulgar, mirroring the very culture they mocked.

Originally, the Empire and the kingdom held similar views on Omega rights. However, after the institution of marriage 500 years prior, the Empire had seen gradual improvements. At least Omegas were no longer openly treated as slaves or possessions.

This didn’t mean Alphas and Omegas were equal. Omegas were still barred from participating in society. This envoy, for example, consisted entirely of Alphas.

The differences in Omega rights between the two nations were subtle. In the kingdom, Omegas became consorts to Alphas and bore their children. In the Empire, Omegas became wives through marriage, creating homes and raising families for their Alpha husbands.

In the kingdom, Omegas had no right to refuse an Alpha’s selection as a consort. In the Empire, they could technically refuse a proposal. However, such refusals were rare, as they brought social condemnation. Even if an Omega braved such disapproval, the Alpha could simply abduct them and force a marriage, a practice sanctioned by law. Omega submissiveness was considered the highest virtue, relentlessly enforced by society. Their freedom was an illusion.

Yet, some Alphas preferred less compliant Omegas. Crown Prince Leybid was one such Alpha. Not that he cared about Omega rights. He simply found unique Omegas intriguing.

Amidst the crude conversation, someone addressed Leybid. “You know, Your Highness, I find your behavior rather surprising.”

“I agree.”

“Me? Why?” Leybid, having remained aloof from their ribald talk, was puzzled by the sudden attention.