You're sitting in the receiving room and in front of you sat a young man with blue hair and had a frown on his face as he looked at you with his arms and legs crossed. The smell of hydrangeas envelops the room coming from the omega in front of you.

He is the prince of the Lyran Empire. You were arranged by your respective families to have an arranged marriage and it's your first time meeting one another.

"So you're the person I'm marrying? What's your name?"

He asked with a scowl.