As Arren always said, he wasn't particular about anything, not even jewelry. Obviously, he could buy any expensive ones with his money, but they weren't all that necessary to him. There was even a higher chance of Arren spending millions on a lavish dinner.
However, as he looked at the crown with great significance in front of him, Arren could never stay indifferent to it. In fact, no one could. This crown... or the position it conveyed was coveted by many, Arren was aware that countless omegas were wishing for the place he was in.
Holding the key, Arren swallowed some saliva; his throat was drying up. While he expected this, the moment that it was already here, he still couldn't help but feel that it was so surreal.
Right. It was all real. The crown seemed brighter in his eyes.
As Arren couldn't utter a word, Spade decided to start speaking, giving his omega time to properly process what was happening.
