Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land?

It would be polite to excuse herself and go back, but after checking him out, she couldn’t walk away so easily. Aven, if not as much as Seira, was also someone who rarely attended social gatherings. Even if he stopped by for a moment, he would leave as soon as his business was done, so conversations with him were close to impossible.

“I apologize for intruding,” Olivia lowered her eyes and said, “I didn’t see you with the curtains undrawn.”

His eyes were as black as the night sky spread over the terrace.

“I’ll step out if you want,” Aven offered.

“You don’t have to do that. I just came out to get some fresh air.”

Having said that, Olivia thought he’d leave right away. Even with living far away from society, one couldn’t miss the meaning of an Alpha and Omega staying alone in one place.

“All right…”

When she heard his answer, Olivia was even more puzzled.

‘What is this?’

Then, suddenly, a laugh came out.

Calrad Lowell Viseltium, Baron Jeff, Louis Franto…

Whatever was the reason why Aven Helford was so loved, beating the noble pureblooded Alphas who’d stiffen up with tension just by thinking of his name?

The first three Alphas were, so to speak, unreachable stars in the sky. Even Omega Olivia of Tellon, who belonged to a high-ranking noble family, lived in a different world that she couldn’t even dare to stand by without plotting something.

But what of Aven Helford? He was the servant of Askan, who had only one castle left to its name, and his lineage was nearly insignificant.

‘So, to say, it sounds easy.’

Unlike pureblooded Alphas, he was a handsome Alpha whom one could reach out and take without difficulty. Thus, all the Omegas who were good at counting turned their eyes towards the other direction. The emperor and other pureblooded Alphas weren’t there yet, so he didn’t move with haste.

Olivia closed the terrace door behind her and then slowly moved toward him. He watched without speaking a single word, his eyes looking directly at Olivia as she approached him.

‘He thinks this could be an opportunity.’

Luckily, he became a master-class slayer in his early 20s, but he wouldn’t dare be greedy for Seira Askan.

In fact, Olivia didn’t deserve to be his opponent as well.

‘But certainly, his face is one worth looking at.’

He had such great looks that even when Olivia had a taste for handsome men with a good bloodline like Baron, she still found her heart fluttering just by looking at Aven.

“You don’t seem to enjoy the banquet very much, seeing you are here alone,” Olivia said.

“Whether it’s fun or not, appreciation is not important,” came his curt reply.

“Of course, it’s important. Aren’t you one of the main characters for today’s celebration?”

Olivia’s flattering words slightly raised a corner of his mouth. As she got in front of Aven, Olivia noticed he actually held a glass in his hand. It contained a different drink from the champagne that the servants carried inside the hall.

The golden liquid, which seemed to be produced by the full moon’s light, reflected in the air. Olivia looked at it, strangely curious and coveting to have some of it.

“What is that? I didn’t see that being served inside.”

“It’s not something Lady Tellon should be interested in.”

Aven lightly moved her hand out of the way as if he didn’t want to give her some.

“As expected, you knew who I was.”

“It would be odd for someone not to know.”

Aven added in a low whisper, “Someone who may be Jeff’s mistress.”

His hypnotizing voice tickled Olivia’s ears, “Did His Highness say that?”

A startled Olivia looked up at him. Their eyes made direct contact, and she realized somehow, he had been looking only at her all along.

“You seemed to have a lot in your mind, Lady Tellon.”

Olivia didn’t even notice how Aven deflected his answer from her question. Her heart was impatient, and greed, which she had put aside thinking it was already over, slowly rose.

“I know…” she sighed, “Considering the past’s glories, it was an offer that couldn’t be accepted as easily.”

If Seira made up her mind, wouldn’t it be possible for Olivia to persuade Baron to her side?

“Why don’t you help the Duchess make a wise choice?” she asked Aven, “The conditions are good, and the price for giving birth to a child is great.”

“Just one child you say…”

When Aven’s eyes seemed to waver, Olivia thought he was sympathetic with her.

“Yes…”

One step closer, she reached for him. Holding his arm, she gently released her pheromones.

“For Askan,” she whispered.

She had always hidden her main ability, the power of enchantment, in her sweet scent. Aven, whose pedigree was far behind, wouldn’t be able to resist.

Olivia took her shot and persisted, “For you, too.”

Her voice was sure.

Wouldn’t it be better for Aven Helford to leave after Seira’s death than to be tied to Askan with no hope or future ahead of it? If necessary, they could even get him to serve Jeff. Askan’s last lineage will be Jeff’s next head – wouldn’t it be a win-win?

Olivia brushed his arm with a caring smile on her lips.

It’s about time that this attractive Alpha knelt at her feet and kissed the back of her foot. When she imagined the moment his pale and stoic face distorted with pleasure and desire, her body naturally heated up.