/Sapphire's POV/
The Princess of Moons roamed her eyes around the room, head tilted high and nose raised in the air. She thought there had been a crowd surrounding her before, her close relative staying in the Castle. Still, it was nothing compared to the surging masses that came towards her after the omega was officially introduced. At the age of eighteen, Sapphire should expect this kind of extravaganza in her honour, especially since she's the sister of King.
However, it didn't interest her for multiple reasons. One being her dress was the heaviest she wore with all the lace and hand-sewn flowers that weighed more than real ones, the second one being Adrian was nowhere to be found. She should have expected both of the things in advance; still, it made her irritant. The omega thought
