Wang Yibo hiked into his bedchamber kneading his shoulders, abruptly stopping at the sound of a book being slammed shut as he lifted his gaze toward the bed to find Xiao Zhan peering at him with his frigid brown eyes.
"Are you feeling alright, My Lord?" Xiao Zhan queried, placing his book down and approaching his Alpha.
Wang Yibo chortled nervously, completely caught off guard at the abrupt interest of the Omega prince. "I'm fine, just an ache on my shoulders,"
"Do you want a massage?" Xiao Zhan blinked innocently and Wang Yibo couldn't help but stare.
He cleared his throat and looked away. "That won't be necessary, I will just ask someone else to do it," he dismissed, ambling towards the bed, feeling the need to lay down.
"Do you prefer those maidens to me?"
Wang Yibo stopped and whirled back to Xiao Zhan, being met with eyes glistening with genuine curiosity that Wang Yibo couldn't help but wonder what went on in the omega's head. "No," He retorted.
"Then, do you want a massage?" Xiao Zhan repeated the question and Wang Yibo realized he was enmeshed.
He snickered. "That would be nice, thank you," He asserted, already peeling off his coat and inner sleeves and laying comfortably on the mattress with his front pressed down.
Xiao Zhan grabbed a bowl of oil and got on the bed, lifting his skirt and gradually placing himself down on Wang Yibo's lower back, straddling his hips.
Xiao Zhan sluggishly rubbed the oil on Wang Yibo's back and the third prince nearly shivered as Xiao Zhan's cold hand began rubbing his shoulders, instantly bringing a sense of relief.
"Your hands are rather cold,"
"I've always been cold compared to others," He responded, adding pressure on Wang Yibo's shoulders. "I hope you don't mind?"
"Not at all, you are unique, and believe me, it's a good thing. I'm blessed to have you as my consort,"
Xiao Zhan nodded, gawking at the back of Wang Yibo's head intensively, trying to get through his thoughts but was obstructed every time he tried, he almost sighed, feeling thwarted. "Mind I ask. What have you decided?"
"I can't report Tyler to Father with no shreds of evidence at my disposal. It would be seen as an act of cowardice since Tyler would just deny it. I've decided to move to the other side of the chess and watch his next move and stop him to my capacity,"
"And the throne?" Xiao Zhan catechized.
"I will sit on it if I have to. I can't have Tyler or Zuriel become the next King if they are only going to put the lives of the citizens in danger. Perhaps when things are settled, I can pass it to Chaoxiang," he wasn't sure if he would get to be the next crown prince since he had shown no sign of wanting it from the beginning or if he would live that long since he has untimely death written on his fate.
The people barely recall they have a third prince.
"What next, if you pass the kingship to the fourth prince, what are you going to become?"
Wang Yibo shrugged. "I plan to leave Dawnton, perhaps live in a faraway Kingdom where I would be unrecognized or start an adventure,"
Xiao Zhan didn't stop the massage on Wang Yibo's shoulders and back. "What about me, do you plan to shift me off to your younger brother as well?"
Wang Yibo stilled at the question and he abruptly turned with his back on the bed and stared directly into Xiao Zhan's eyes. "You are mine, wherever I go, you go,"
"Perhaps I want something else,"
Wang Yibo's eyes darkened at the words, slipping his hand beneath Xiao Zhan's skirt and caressing his smooth legs. For some reason, Wang Yibo loved the coldness of Xiao Zhan's skin and he equally loved the way the Omega prince slightly trembled and twitched at his touch. "What do you want?"
Xiao Zhan's eyes remained unwavering. "You won't be able to give it,"
"And what's that?" Wang Yibo's hands went further, stopping on Xiao Zhan's inner thigh.
"I want your undivided attention. I want your gaze to be on me and only me. As am yours, you are also mine and I don't share things that belong to me,"
Wang Yibo smiled. "Well spoken. How about I make a promise today, to be yours and only yours," he grinned when a spark flashed in Xiao Zhan's eyes.
"I will take your word for it, My Lord," He responded, laying his head on Wang Yibo's chest and listening to his heartbeats. "You are warm, Alpha," his eyes fluttered shut as he let himself be enveloped by his Alpha's warmth.
*~*
King Genghis burst in through the doors and stepped into his throne room. "Where's Wang Yibo?" He immediately questioned, eyeing the people in the hall to find his third son absent. He strode past them, heading straight to his throne at the massive altar, and placed himself down.
"You should know by now, father. Wang Yibo is never on time for anything, especially now that he's newly wedded to a lovely Omega," Second Prince Zuriel scoffed while Queen Zelena hissed.
"Being mated did not change him at all, he's still the same spoiled brat, perhaps he's whoring around!"
Queen Yang gasped. "That is so uncalled for. Watch your mouth when speaking about my son!"
"That's enough!" The King's voice thundered. "There would be no warfare in my throne room!"
At that moment, the door opened once more and Wang Yibo waddled in with an uncaring expression as he got beside his two older brothers that stood before the king.
"Why are you only arriving, Wang Yibo?" King Genghis demanded, eyeing his third son.
"I thought it was matters of the throne, since I didn't care, I thought my presence wasn't essential," He answered carelessly, bringing a growl from the King's throat. "My apologies Father," He ducked his head.
"Wang Yibo!" Queen Yang called in a scolding tone but Wang Yibo only shrugged.
Matters of the throne didn't concern a prince who doesn't want to be King, Wang Yibo didn't know why they bothered with him.
"When are you going to start acting like a responsible prince and Alpha?!"
Wang Yibo nearly shrugged. Perhaps when he finally gets to see his omega's face, he might act responsibly.
"Continue this act, your Omega might be snatched from you!"
Wang Yibo reeled his head sharply to Queen Zelena and his eyes darkened, all sign of playfulness gone from his existence that they could feel his Alpha pheromones thickening. "I will kill whoever touches a strand of hair on my Omega," Came the possessive growl that brought a chill to their bones, especially when his eyes flashed a deep shade of red.
"Wang Yibo, control yourself!" The King ordered and Wang Yibo bowed respectfully at his Father.
"I'm sorry father,"
Suddenly, an intense and awkward silence befell the room as everyone stole uncertain glances at each other but kept their thoughts to themselves. Wang Yibo had never showcased his Alpha side before, making them wonder and fear what he would do when a strand of hair on his Omega touched.
The King cleared his throat, cutting through the silence, and gaining everyone's attention. "The purpose of this meeting is to discuss the ongoing battle between Xania and our Kingdom. We had underestimated them and they had outsmarted our troops. It appears the commanders are unable to hold them off which would bring disaster to our Kingdom if Xania wins the battle. So, the council and I have decided to send the first three princes to bring victory to our land as part of their test to see who truly deserves to become the Crown prince and future King,"
Instantly, murmurs broke through the hall.
"Silence!" The King ordered and everyone kept their mouths shut. He stood up and walked down the alter of his throne, standing before his three oldest sons with a hardened jaw. "You are warriors and warriors don't cower. On the field, always remember the seven basic rules of combat. Feign retreat. Strike at the enemy's weakness. Defend, then attack. Drive a stake into your enemy's heart. Don't forget to block. Uproar East, attack west. And land the finally overwhelming blow and bring back victory!"
"YES, SIRE!" Came the chorus reply from the three princes, a sense of familiarity surging through them. Suddenly, they were teens all over again, trying to gain the approval and praise of their father.
The King nodded. "Tyler will handle the troops on the north, Zuriel will lead the east and Wang Yibo takes the south. You leave at sunset tomorrow. Dismissed!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
*~*
The king is a scary man, I wonder how Wang Yibo can act like a brat with a father like that.
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