The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra-Chapter 259: Initial History (1)

The moment Arren nodded and intertwined his hand with the other, he let himself be immersed in the hidden history. Arren’s memories poured in, and he didn’t resist this time.

This time, he wouldn’t escape.

Like Arren, Spade was in the same situation. The palace was in an uproar when the emperor suddenly collapsed in front of them. They immediately tended to him, and the whole palace was under unprecedented pressure more than ever.

And as Spade was unconscious, the unfamiliar yet also familiar memories began to submerge his consciousness.

It started the interlinked fate when Arren was thirteen years old, or perhaps it was even before he was born. Anyway, Arren met the emperor when he was barely thirteen years old.

As a normal kid, he never really cared about the affairs of the empire, and he wasn’t even too familiar with the face of the current emperor. Arren was a thoroughly spoiled noble brat who was treasured by his father so much.

Growing up, he already knew his superior status among others and had since taken great pride in being a future dominant player in the world. Arren was also extremely popular, not only because of his status but also because of his beautiful appearance.

He was young, but it couldn’t conceal his appearance, which only bloomed with each passing year.

"Do I really need to go?" Arren pursed himself and asked. As a normal noble teen, he was also into parties, but he disliked formal events. He was already aware that it would be a boring party and that meeting those youths who pretended to be adults was inevitable.

Ahhh, what a pain!

The Duke looked at his son and was silent for a second before sighing. He caressed his beloved son’s head and nodded somehow resignedly.

"You need to go, son." His words were short but final. The Duke didn’t need to say it further, and Arren also understood.

It was the new Emperor’s third year on the throne, and as a celebration, there was a big banquet in the palace. What made this celebration more important, aside from being his ascension anniversary, was that it was also the first grand-scale banquet since the monarch ascended.

Of course, the noble took it seriously. It was a fact that even each important family member was attending. While Arren was uninterested in royal family matters, he wasn’t that ignorant either. In recent years, the royal family has temporarily stopped hosting grand banquets at the palace.

It had been years since the former emperor had died, but the new emperor still entered a period of mourning that lasted a few years of his initial rule.

In any case, Arren wasn’t sure about the whole thing. And now that it came to this, he had no choice but to come.

Come to think of it, this was his first time meeting His Majesty! As a member of the upper nobility who would become part of the emperor’s loyal subjects, Arren already decided to make a good impression.

It wasn’t for long, and he had already accepted his fate. His life was never meant to be ordinary, after all.

The preparations went well, and Arren attended school normally. In the blink of an eye, the day of the grand banquet arrived.

Arren wore a luxurious suit, which further emphasized how ethereal and extraordinary he was at such a young age. His black hair was styled cleanly, while a few strands of his bangs fell on his forehead.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Arren had always known that he would be an omega. While this needed official confirmation when he came of age and presented, some already could inhibit features of their second gender early on, like Arren.

Perhaps because of this, his father was extremely protective of him even more. For him, though, he wasn’t thinking about this too much, as it was a few more years before he officially presented, so he wasn’t burdened too much by his second gender.

"Son, don’t leave my side later, alright?" His father sternly reminded. The Duke knew his son was far from being well-behaved, even for formal occasions.

Arren lifted his head and looked at his father as he displayed a cheeky grin and replied. "Yes, Dad."

Of course, if he was telling the truth, no one actually voiced it out loud. Arren’s grin wasn’t too convincing, after all. Well, as long as it was in the palace, his son was safe, so the Duke wasn’t too concerned either.

As expected, the whole palace was bustling. Just at the entrance, the nobles arrived one after another, making the vicinity lively, but it was still orderly as the nobles cared more about etiquette than anyone else.

When they arrived with their convoy, some of the royal guards also welcomed them. Duke Katz and his entourage were special, and they had their own designated parking inside the palace grounds, unlike the lower nobility when it was only vacated outside.

In fact, Arren, even after attending so many noble parties, was a bit astonished to see the palace this lively. It only dawned on him that he was at a banquet hosted personally by the emperor himself.

He couldn’t help but get excited. This was not his first time in the palace, but he was still taken aback by the lit-up palace, which he only saw as solemn whenever he visited.

"Let’s go."

Arren was snapped out of his daze and put his hand on his father’s arm as they both walked to the banquet hall in the escort of their bodyguards.

At the entrance of the big hall, the name of his father was called, announcing his appearance. While it was mentioned he was with his son, Arren’s name wasn’t announced. Before his coming-of-age ceremony, which was at the age of 15, he wasn’t an official noble yet. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

When that time came, they would also announce his name. Well, Arren was actually looking forward to it. He just thought it was fun to hear his name once announced. At times, Arren was indeed too simple.

The huge banquet hall that could fit hundreds of attendees was almost already full. No one wanted to be late, and some of them also couldn’t afford to be late.

Arren was only busily roaming his eyes around, which held his amazement. This was an even bigger party than he had thought! He never thought that there were so many nobles once they all gathered together.

Their table was in the center, which was also where the emperor would be sitting. The seating arrangements were also about their status, and the farther the table from the center, the smaller their status as a noble. This seemed true for those near the center, not to mention the Dukes and their family that had the privilege to dine with the Emperor.

"Evan, you’ve come," laughed one of the Dukes, whom he knew as Duke Ellis. He was in the same faction as his dad, so he was also close with him.

Arren greeted him naturally and his wife; he slightly hesitated but also greeted their son, whom he always thought was cocky, but had no choice but to get along for the sake of appearance.

He also greeted the other two Dukes, although he was a bit reserved since he wasn’t too familiar with them. Although Duke Merphen indeed gave a strong and kind impression, like a good grandfather, Arren became comfortable at once.

While the Dukes were having a conversation, Arren was also sitting just beside his dad on his right, and on his left was Duke Ellis’s son. He kept on wanting to start a conversation, but Arren only replied with a few short words; he hoped the other could sense his mood.

Fortunately, the most important man of the night had finally arrived. The inside of the big banquet hall fell silent at once.

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!"