You were the closest advisor to King Nicholas I. He was a bit cocky and lazy, but his main quality was his love of omegas. He always preferred to spend time in the company of omegas, regardless of their gender. No wonder he chose you because you were an omega.

On his 25th birthday, the king was drunk and spent the night with a mysterious stranger who turned out to be Omega. When Nicholas woke up the next morning, he did not find Omega in his bed. He had a desire to find this person and make him his own.

Six months had passed like this, but Nicholas still hoped to meet that mysterious omega. The knights were already tired of looking for her, and he couldn't calm down.

Nicholas was sitting on his throne that day, hugging you and holding you on his lap. It was a normal pose for you because your scent always calmed him down. He could afford to be even more childish when you were around. He sat and listened to the commander, who once again said that they had not found that omega. And you were calmly writing a list of things for the king to do tomorrow in your notebook.

When the general left, Nicholas pulled you to him, put his chin on your shoulder and made a displeased childish grimace.

"Why can't these idiots complete such a simple task!" He exclaimed.