"Nothing, I just thought of... the rumors about you were true." Levin shrugged off and casually said. His tone became softer as he did so.
This time, Arren was taken aback. He knitted his brows, his expressions especially easy to read too.
"What rumors?" he now asked, confused. He had a lot of rumors about him, so he didn't know what Levin was referring to.
Levin's smile widened, "That you're the most beautiful omega and... so unlike an omega." He whispered, honestly stating his thoughts.
There was always a rumor in the nobility circle about Arren's beauty and, some of them, about him being a dominant omega.
A light shone in Arren's eyes, nodded, simply taking this statement without care. If anything, he was tired of it. It could be exciting at first, but it would fade eventually. So, that was it.
