[BL]Reborn as the Empire's Most Desired Omega

Lucas blinked. "Wait—Dax?"

Trevor leaned back, letting the breeze stir his hair. "We were close. People used to assume we’d end up together just because neither of us married and we worked too well together. It didn’t help that we used to share quarters on diplomatic trips and—well, we were young, dangerous, and attached at the hip. You can imagine the stories."

Lucas stared at him. "You’re telling me I’m married to the Grand Duke of the North and the King of Saha was your almost-boyfriend?"

Trevor looked far too calm. "I’m just saying if we showed up together in Saha for a week, they’d probably call it a honeymoon."

Lucas narrowed his eyes. "Is this your idea of flirting?"

"No," Trevor replied, but his grin was undeniably fond. "This is my idea of asking if you’d like to travel with me. Dax is too smart to make trouble while you’re beside me. And if I’m going to argue over old secrets and borderline war contracts, I’d rather have you there pretending to be blissfully married and slightly terrifying."

Lucas was quiet for a beat.

"And if I say yes?"

Trevor’s voice dropped just enough to be serious. "Then I’ll make sure the guest wing in the Sahan palace is sealed, the guards are handpicked, and your favorite breakfast gets flown in."

Lucas glanced down at the tablet again, fingers hovering. "Alright. Let’s go to Saha."

Trevor raised a brow. "Just like that?"

Lucas looked up, a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. "I like ruining the narrative."