The days had stretched into a long, frustrating week for Sarawat, Joong, Gun, Pond, and Ohm. They had been making sincere efforts to win over their Omega soulmates, but it seemed that the walls of distrust and resentment were proving to be insurmountable barriers.
The Queen, watching the situation unfold with a heavy heart, had decided that it was time to intervene. She couldn't bear to see the Alfas being hurt and humiliated by the very soulmates they loved.
One evening, she summoned the five Omega soulmates and the five Alfa friends to her chambers. They gathered around a grand table, the air heavy with tension.
The Queen spoke gently but firmly, "It pains me to see the division between you, my dear children. The time has come for us to make a decision, one that will impact the future of our town."
The Omega's exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of defiance and reluctance.
Cher, Gun's Omega, finally spoke up, his tone laced with sarcasm, "We've made our decision, Your Majesty. We don't want to be with these Alfas."
The Queen sighed, her patience waning. "But have you truly given them a chance? Have you seen the efforts they've put in to win your love?"
The Queen's chambers were adorned with enchanted tapestries that shimmered in the soft glow of magical orbs suspended in the air. The atmosphere was laden with a sense of urgency and determination as the Omega soulmates and Alfa friends faced each other across the grand table.
Sarawat, Joong, Gun, Pond, and Ohm exchanged wary glances, unsure of what lay ahead. On the other side, Tine, Dunk, Phuwin, Nanon, and Cher sat with a demeanor that oozed defiance. The Queen, her regal presence undiminished by the weight of the situation, addressed the room.
"My children," she began, "I understand the pain and frustration that has marked your interactions. But we cannot let this division persist. It's time to find a resolution."
Tine, his eyes still holding a spark of resentment, retorted, "Your Majesty, we've made our stance clear. Alfas have no place in our lives. These tests are just a formality."
The Queen's eyes softened with empathy, but she remained resolute. "Tine, Dunk, Phuwin, Nanon, Cher, love has the power to heal wounds, to bridge gaps. I implore you to give these Alfas a fair chance."
Cher, always the provocateur, leaned back in his chair, a sly smile playing on his lips. "We'll give them a chance, Your Majesty, but not without proving the depth of their commitment."
The Queen raised an eyebrow, sensing an undercurrent in Cher's words. "Explain, Cher."
Cher's eyes gleamed mischievously. "We propose ten tests. Each test will challenge them physically, emotionally, and magically. If they succeed, we might consider giving them a chance. But if they fail, well, that would be the end of it."
The Queen's expression shifted from concern to caution. "These tests must be fair and reasonable. The goal is unity, not a spectacle of suffering."
Cher's smirk didn't waver. "Your Majesty, we want to be sure their intentions are pure. This is the only way."
The Queen sighed, knowing that the path ahead was treacherous. "Very well, but remember, the heart can be a delicate thing. Be mindful not to shatter it recklessly."
As the meeting concluded, the tension lingered in the air. The Omega's exited with an air of triumph, leaving the Alfas to exchange wary glances.
Later that evening, in a secluded chamber, the Queen addressed the Alfas with a stern yet compassionate demeanor. "The road ahead will test not only your abilities but the sincerity of your love. Be prepared, for the magical trials that await you will be no ordinary feats."
