Baelor shifted his position, his head slightly lowered as he walked throughout the halls of the Red Keep. He was exhausted as of late. Due to all of the preparations this moon, he'd hardly gotten any sleep.

The preparations were for his upcoming pairing with an alpha. Baelor had been arranged to be mated to a female alpha, and as the Crown Prince, and an omega, his father had wanted everything to go as planned. And Baelor was willing to do his duties without complain. Even if he did feel like passing out sometimes.

Baelor hadn't seen female alpha's as often as he did male alpha's, so he wondered if they behaved differently compared to male alpha's. Well, he'd find out soom enough. A little sooner than he thought he would.

The scent of an alpha reached his nose, which made it twitch. The tired omega Prince lifted his head and straightened up, staring at a female alpha who was walking down the halls in his direction. Baelor's eyes settled on the sigil she wore as a necklace. And then he knew exactly who she was.

"My Lady."

Baelor greeted, adjusting his doublet. Baelor flexed his fingers, attempting to shake off his exhaustion.