Off In the realm of Zariya, a young Omega perched by a grand window in the vast library, gazing upon the lush gardens beyond, he holds a book in his hands, yet isn't reading it, simply just making sure it stays by his side. During this morning all he heard where the loud sound of footprints echoing through every hall of the palace, bags and boxes being carried to various carts and carriages.

"Prince~!" A young servant slid into the library, the freshly polished floors causing a near calamity as he collided with a bookshelf. Swiftly, the prince rose to steady the wobbling shelf and aid his flustered servant up.
"Jeongin, what are you doing?! You got to be more careful. These shelves are worth more than your weight in gold." Jeongin, recovering from the mishap, offered an apologetic chuckle. "I apologize, Your Highness. The King urgently requests your presence."

Jeongin, still breathless from his haste, hoped the prince would heed his plea, and allows him to take him to the Kings, lest he resort to persuasion in some way.

"I have no desire to engage with my father right now, I wish to stay here and look upon the gardens, most of the flowers are in full bloom, are they not a sight to behold?" He smiled, placing his hands on the glass window turning to fulling face the glass again.

"But, Your Highness, the King deems it of the utmost importance." The prince rolled his eyes then waved his hands towards the door. "Very well, lead the way."

Jeongin let out a breath of relief and and walked with the prince to the Great Hall, which is a room serving as a multi-purpose area for various activities such as dining, entertainment, meetings, and ceremonies. A room which the prince tend to hate being in.

The large doors where open for the prince as he entered the room, the grand doors parted to reveal the King awaiting him. "Father." He spoke, crossing his arms and letting his body lend against the wall, something he did often, deliberately provoking his father with his improper posture.
"Hyunjin, I called for you ten minutes ago, what took you so long?"

He didn't reply. The King gestured for his son to sit down close by him. "We need to talk about your future." He spoke with a stern voice, which being in a large room made his voice echo making him sound a bit more intimidating.
"I don't think we need to talk about this, mother always told me I get to choice my own future no-one else can."

His father stood up, slamming his hands on the table "Your mother was a stupid omega who failed to breed me an alpha son before she died."

Hyunjin felt tears building up in his eyes, and angry building up in him. "My mother wasn't stupid in anyway, the only foolish thing she ever did was wed you!"

Hearing his son speak to him in such a manner made him more angry then he already was, he raised his hand to his son, smacking him across his face, so hard he feel to the ground.
"Do you dear speak to me in such a way, you are just an omega your nothing without me being your father."

"I am more without you in every way!" He cried out, receiving another hit from his fathers hands.
"Not another word from you, I'm sending you to Dorhim." Hyunjin sit up a little, holding his weight up on one hand, while his other hand rested on his face. "Dorhim? Why?"

A smug look was placed upon the Kings face. "You are to be wed to the Prince of Dorhim." Hyunjin eyes widened. "But...mother told me I would be able to marry for love, and I'd never be forced to wed."

"Stop it with, Mother this, and Mother that. She's dead, so shut up about her, your things have been getting packed since this morning, your leaving by night fall." Without another word he left the room leaving his son to cry on the floor.

Jeongin ran in, and helped the prince walk to his room.

"Why?" Hyunjin asked, looking at Jeongin as if he knew what it was that he was asking. "Why, what? I'm afraid I don't know what it is your asking me."

"Why most I be treated as an object? Nothing more then a piece in a chest game for my father to use. Why must I marry this Prince of Dorhim?" Hyunjin flopped back on his bed. "Your highness, are you not aware what our kingdom is facing?"

Hyunjin sat up looking at Jeongin. "Why would I be? It's not that I am allowed to leave this palace, or that I'm ever told anything." Hyunjin walked towards Jeongin, which what Hyunjin says Jeongin couldn't help but agree to what it is he says.

"War is to come, most people are starving, this kingdom is failing." Jeongin suddenly felt scared, speaking so low of his kingdom to his prince.
"Don't speak like that of our kingdom, we are fine."
"But your highness-"
"Not another word, I shall not hear about this, now leave . . . please . . ." His voice slowly trailed off from it's harder tone to a softer tone.

Tears filled his eyes yet again as the omega servant bowed and left the room. Hyunjin felt the weight of the world on his shoulders, looking out his window, he had till nightfall before he was shipped away to another kingdom, a kingdom of which rumors say they are the most ruthless out of the land, other then the Northern Kingdom.

The rumors of the 3Alpha, the princes, being rumored to be deadly princes. The eldest, Christopher Chan was told be worst out of them, and Hyunjin's life was being arranged to be given to him.

Soon he was to be nothing more then another object, owned by another Alpha.
The longer his eyes look upon the sky, the darker it became, which then it became closer to time for his departure. He held tightly onto a necklace which had a picture of his mother in it.

"Mother...why must this be my life..."