Arlen began to enjoy this unpleasant adventure with the little freedom he received.
Luca did not admit he was relieved from struggling with his travelling companion. However, that small closure stirred up the omega's talkative nature.
'Your Highness, let's go left. I think I saw a pheasant.'
' Luca, I need a change of clothes. Auch, my neck hurts. So what are you like when you're not grumpy and quiet?'
'I bet all the ladies run from you once you show up... I think you'd like my master if you got to know him- he's the exact opposite of you. People can't wait to be around him most of the time. Hehe!'
'your Highness...Sir Beaumont? Lucaaaa!'
This omega would not shut up until...
'Your...hmmm...mmmm!' Luca shut him up with a muffling tape.
"Don't bother fighting. It will wear off on its own, if you behave." Beaumont could finally hear himself speak.
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