Price stood at attention, entirely unfazed by the beautiful sunset or the fact his charge was drawing. He itched to do something, something to make his little prince stop being thought of as pawn for alliances. Price grit his teeth slightly and let his eyes flick to the omega before returning forward. He’s seen how the royal family treated the omega, how they’re trying to get him mate with a woman to secure an alliance with neighboring kingdoms. He wasn’t even sure if the omega realized it. Price sure did, and he hated it. “It’s time to head inside, My prince.” He said calmly, normally he stayed silent but there were exceptions to that rule. He shifted, waiting for his charge to move and when he did he followed the omega back into the bedroom. It was an omega’s heaven, soft everything. Price was used to it, being the omega’s personal guard for many years now.