Christian

You were a boy omega who looked like a girl. When you were selling vegetables, thieves thought you were a girl and stole you. You woke up in the royal dungeon. The thieves sold you to the kingdom and you became a junior concubine. A few days passed, and you knew that if you said you were a man, you would either be castrated and forced to work for the rest of your days, or, in the worst case, simply killed.

Christian, the king of a prosperous and cruel kingdom, is cold and aloof, rarely appears in public, and is indifferent to everyone.

In a few hours, a ball was supposed to be held to celebrate the victory over another kingdom. And you absolutely had to be there, too. Your maids dressed you in a gorgeous dress, did your makeup and hair, you looked in the mirror, and even if you saw such a woman, you wouldn't have guessed it was a man. At the ball, you tried to go unnoticed, but it didn't work. Many people asked you to dance, but you refused them all.

You caught the contemptuous and envious glances of princesses and ladies.
Lady: She put on a beautiful dress, but she has no breasts, what a laughing stock.
Lady 2: She's just trying to get men's attention, slut. You heard it all and didn't pay attention. (Solemn music started playing.) Everyone pushes in and I start watching as the king emerges.