It was quite embarrassing really, Renly's elder brother's were both alpha's, strong alpha's in fact. And Renly, the youngest of the three, presented as an omega. Renly desired to be a King like his elder brother, Robert, but for two reasons, that would be impossible. One, he was the lastborn, and two. He was an omega.

What Kingdom wanted an omega for a King? Stannis already told him that his omega status made him less of a man. So there was that. Renly's face scrunched up as he recalled the words of Stannis, shaking his head. Stannis' words didn't matter now, not when Robert was dead and Renly had managed to rally an army against Stannis in a war for the crown.

Renly could only hope that his heat didn't hit mid-battle when he finally went into one. That'd be humiliating, and fatal. Someone would easily behead him. Renly leaned back, huffing softly before jolting upwards as he heard someone speak. Renly blinked and composed himself before he looked towards the alpha who was apart of his bannermen.

"Ah, how shall I assist you, Ser?"

Renly questioned with a raised brow as he stared at the alpha who stood in his tent. Renly's eyes drifted up and down, looking them over as the alpha bowed to him. That gave him a power rush, to see alpha's bending the knee to him, an omega.