Trope: From Sex To Love (Valhalla Enchanted)
Explicit // M/M // Prince Char (Ella Enchanted)/One Eye (Valhalla Rising) // Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha One Eye, Omega Char, Tropes, from sex to love, MPreg
Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting : [Sharing A Bed (Hannigram)] [Coffee Shop AU (Hannigram AU] [Awkward First Meeting (DogsDogs)] [Fake Date (Hannigram)] [Student/Teacher (Aiden/Le Chiffre)] [Stranded Together/Snowed In (Mortimer/Jon)] [Flower Shop (Basic Chickens)] [Sex Pollen (Hannigram AU)] [Stranded Together/Snowed In (Hannigram)] [Friends To Lovers (Hannigram AU)] [Sex to Love (Valhalla Enchanted)] [Sharing A Bed (Tristhad)] [College AU (Hannigram AU)] [Celebrity AU (Spacedogs AU)] [Slave Auction (Basic Chickens AU)] [Celebrity AU (Hannigram AU)] [Food Critic AU (Hannigram AU)] [College AU (Valhalla Enchanted Modern AU)] [Blind Date AU (Hannigram AU & Spacedogs)] [Coffee Shop AU (Spacedogs)] [Porn Star AU (Hannigram AU)] [Magical Healing Penis AU (Hannigram AU)] [Arranged Marriage AU (Hannigram AU)] [Flower Shop AU (Hannigram AU)] [Unplanned Pregnancy AU (Hannigram AU)] [MORE COMING SOON]
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In a land where alphas and omegas are rare, the omega prince Charmont is in need of an alpha to see him through heat until his betrothed arrives from a distant kingdom. The recently freed slave one-eyed mute is just hideous enough to be the perfect temporary alpha to service the prince. Falling in love is the last thing anyone wants.
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“I have put my faith in you on this delicate matter. I hope that faith has not been misplaced.”
“No, Sir Edgar. Not at all. I've been very discreet. Found exactly what the prince needs.”
The door opened but One Eye didn't look up to see who the voices belonged to. It didn't matter, he could not refuse the job. When he had escaped from his cage and captors, from the life of aggression they had forced him into, he had found himself in this land. He was free at last, but with freedom came the hunger and the cold. He needed to make money and as an alpha there were options available to him in a place such as this. This kingdom had few omegas and even fewer alphas, and most of them nobility, those who could pay. He had not thought of pride, only of hunger when he had taken work in the heat house. For three months he had become the favourite of a Lady Suzette before her husband returned from his travels. It had been quiet then. Where she had admired his build and the exotic story spun by his employer, others were repulsed by his hard look - his scars, his missing eye. He was sure he would be set out again until the strange little servant had arrived from the palace looking for an impossible combination of repulsion and discretion. There were few as repulsive and discreet as the one eyed mute.
And so now he sat to learn his fate. Perhaps a young lady or lord whose mate was away from court.
“Oh but he is an ugly beast, perfect!” The man he had heard referred to as Sir Edgar seemed pleased. He was used to being spoken about as though not present, and yet he found he disliked this man for it - his tone, his manner. “Perfect indeed, we wouldn't want anyone for the prince that he might come to want. A shame his fertile heat has come before his intended has arrived and betrothal sealed. Leave us.”
The alpha looked up then, unsure if it were he that was being asked to leave. This was not the case, it seemed, as the servant left the room and he met Edgar’s sneering gaze.
“Now listen here beast, you are to service the prince. I understand you are mute so discretion will be ensured, this pleases me. When his betrothed arrives and the prince is crowned and wed, we would prefer that it is believed Char is a virgin. It is what they expect and we will give them nothing less. The kingdom of his intended does not abide our practice of surrogates. He must believe Char suffered his heats alone. If you are anything less than discreet it will mean your head.”
Edgar was pulling on gloves as he spoke, a smug look on his face as he took the alpha in.
“Yes. I think I'll be quite pleased to introduce you to the young prince.” The words were snarled out before the man swept from the room.
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