I remember the first time I saw the king. He had just come back from one of his business trips. He was in a meeting with higher-ups in the kingdom, and I, along with five other omegas were instructed to serve them.
Unlucky me, I had to serve the king. And with my clumsy self, I shakingly placed the tea cup in front of him while he discussed away.
Until I turned around and the table caught my shirt, making me stumble back, right into his arms. A moment of shock passed through me as I stared into the eyes of the Alpha king, his golden brown eyes shone with shock and disbelief as he stared at me.
In my deriled state, realizing I was sitting on the king's laps, I immediately stumbled away, hitting the table in the process and spilling the tea on him.
A horrified gasp left my lips as I stared in horror. I immediately went down to my knees and bowed my head. My heart beated fast in my chest as I thought of what would be of me under the king's wrath.
'You idiot!" Sharon, the head Omega, yelled at me and I immediately stiffened as I hear her approaching footsteps.
"What have you done?" She shouted in horror at the king's state. And before I knew it, I was being yanked up by the collar of my shirt and dragged to my feet.
"How many times have I told you to control this stupid clumsiness of yours?!" She scolded and pushed me aside, I stumbled again and nearly hit the ground.
"I'm very sorry your Majesty, he will get the punishment he deserves, this will not happen again." She promised.
The dinning hall was in silence as everyone stared at the king who was still frozen in his shocked state, arms spread open and looking down at the attire, that probably cost a fortune, soaked in tea.
"It's alright." He said slowly, shocking me and the entire dinning hall.
The King was known for his ruthlessness, no mercy, everyone knew that. But why was he spearing me?
"Pardon? Your Majesty?" Sharon asked in shock.
His cold eyes slowly trailed to hers, pinning her with a cold glare. "Perhaps you're deaf, head Omega." He said quietly.
"N-no your Majesty." She stuttered and turned to me. She fixed me a sharp glare and whisper-yelled. "Get up and apologize you idiot."
I immediately scrambled to my knees and moved a tad closer to him. "I-I'm sorry your Majesty." I said weakly, keeping my head down.
I only heard a sigh. Then the sound of the chair scraping the floors, and his footsteps as he began walking away.
"This meeting is adjourned." He said and walked out of the dinning hall.
Immediately he left, murmurs awoke around me.
I looked around wearily as I felt a few eyes on me. Soon everyone began to leave one by one, the heels of their shoes clicking past me.
No less than a few minutes after, the dinning hall was empty, except for us omegas who stood to the side with our heads bowed, and I, still on my knees, as they left one by one.
The moment didn't last long, because Sharon was there to torment me, as always.
"Get up you fool." She sneered and deliver a kick to the side of my thighs.
I yelped and scrambled to my feet, still keeping my head low.
"One week at the stables. And you'll only get leftovers until your punishment is completely served."
My head snapped up in shock. "But his Majesty said-"
"Are you questioning me?!" She thundered.
"N-no no, I'm sorry." I immediately apologized.
"Good. You will do as I say or you starve." She sneered.
"I understand." I said meekly and she walked past me.
I didn't dare walk until everyone was out. I trudged slowly after them, reminiscing in my demise. This was how life was for me, the lowest amongst the lowest. I could get treated like trash by anyone and they would get away with it.
Why?
Simply because I didn't matter. I was the weakest of my sub gender, a Nireth, the weakest of the omegas. Omegas were already considered the weakest of all the sub genders.
Now imagine being the weakest of all the omegas. I barely have the strength to care for myself, and in the 99.9% percent chance of omegas getting pregnant, I had 10%, that's how useless I was.
Later that night, we were all in the kitchen, clearing the plates that had been used in today's grand dinner, which was ruined by me. And preparing for tomorrow's breakfast.
I was in the middle of scrubbing the floors when a royal guard walked into the kitchen. He went straight to Sharon and said something to her ear. She froze and stared at him wide eyed, then she looked at me and I immediately resumed scrubbing the floor, hoping she didn't catch me looking at her.
Her feet appeared in my vision few seconds later. My hands halted and I slowly looked up to meet her ice cold eyes.
"The kind has requested to see you."
The words landed like a blow to my guts. My mouth hung open in shock and the sudden fear taking over me.
"W-what?" I stuttered.
She only rolled her eyes at me. "Idiot." She mumbled under her breath and looked at the Royal guard.
"He's all yours." She said to him and walked back to resume her work.
I looked up at the Royal guard in horror.
"Get up." He commanded, and I found my body moving up to my feet before my mind could even protest.
"Walk."
He didn't need to tell me twice. I immediately began walking. Ignoring the eyes that followed me as I walked out of the kitchen.
The moment we were outside, the fear of what the King was planning to do to me raced through me like a hurricane.
My breathing became louder as we got closer to the king's chamber. By the time we got to the door, I was sweating like a pig and shaking like a leaf.
The door opened and the Royal guard told me to get in. I walked I slowly, hesitant, careful of where I walked, the moment felt like I was walking into a Lion's den.
When my eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room, I spotted his Majesty sitting by the edge of the bed. He was shirtless, bare chest out in all it's glory, his muscles were glorious and defined I had to take a deep breath to keep myself grounded.
My eyes met his and I immediately looked down to my feet.
"Come here." His voice rang sharply across the room. My feet moved on their own before I could even control them.
I stopped a few feets away from him, stilk keeping my head low.
"Closer." A cold shiver ran down my spine at hearing his voice from this close. I immediately shuffled more steps closer.
As much as it sounded crazy to admit, but that voice did something to me.
"Kneel." I got down to my knees immediately and folded my hands on my knees, dreading his next command.
"Take off your clothes."
My hands were already at the hem of my shirt when his words fully registered in my head.
I glanced up at him in shock. "Your Majesty." I whispered in fear and disbelief.
"Take. Off. Your. Clothes."