Kyungsoo had never seen a scenery more beautiful than this. In King Jongin's kingdom, everything was at least ten times more beautiful than in his homeland. The Kim’s palace was huge and it was lavishly and generously decorated. Every small detail screamed of its owners’ wealth and luxurious taste of materials. The Italian marble floors were covered with hand-woven Persian rugs, and the huge wall length windows framing the breath-taking views of the gardens were adorned by Indian silk curtains.

The Kim’s obviously had more money to spare than his own family. King Jongin had left him by the main door at the hands of the head servant. The man was assigned to give him a tour of the entire palace and introduce him to the officials that might come across.

Kyungsoo knew that he had to get to know the place that he was going to spend the rest of his life in, but he just did not understand why it had to be now, right after his long journey to this foreign kingdom.

The fact that the palace was massively large with a complicated, not to mention artistic, architecture only meant that looking at its every nook and cranny would at least take hours.

It was already past his normal sleeping time when he was finally dismissed and guided to a guest room that he was going to be staying at until the mating ceremony, which was going to be held the following day. The room, just like the rest of the palace, was furnished with the finest pieces although it only contained the essentials.

His dinner was served by two omega maids, judging by their scents. After that, they helped him change his clothes to a comfortable night dress and readied his bed by warming up the sheets with a few hot bricks.

Kyungsoo laid awake in the middle of his queen-sized bed. He was tired to death, his stomach was full, and the bed was satisfyingly comfortable, yet he could not find sleep that night.

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Kyungsoo thought that he would be left to rest for as long as he wished to, but the same omega maids from the last night came to wake him up as soon as the sun  rose. When they arrived, he was comfortably resting on his side with his back turned to the wide windows, and enjoying the soft caress of the sun’s early morning rays on his milky white skin.

One of the girls pulled the sheer see-through curtain of the canopy bed aside and gave him the tray which contained his breakfast before leaving to help the other girl prepare his bath. They filled the tub with steaming hot water and couple of pitchers of milk, flower petals and oils.

If it was anybody else they might have been so thrilled by all of this unnecessary attention, but Kyungsoo was ov