News of the heir spread quickly.
Not only through the palace—
But beyond it.
And soon…
Visitors arrived.
Theo stood near the bed while Charles held Oliver carefully. The room was quiet, but the atmosphere felt tense.
The doors opened.
Two men entered first.
Theo's parents.
His alpha father, tall and imposing even with age, and his omega father, calm but sharp-eyed. Both looked directly at the baby.
"So this is our grandson," Theo's alpha father said.
Charles held Oliver a little closer instinctively.
Theo spoke calmly. "Father."
The older omega stepped forward, expression softening. "He's smaller than I imagined."
Oliver blinked.
More people…
Before anyone could continue, another pair entered.
Charles's parents.
His alpha father looked warm but curious, while his omega father already seemed emotional.
"Oh… he's adorable," Charles's omega father whispered.
Theo's alpha father crossed his arms. "He looks like Theo."
Charles's alpha father shook his head. "No, he looks like Charles."
Theo spoke flatly. "He looks like himself."
Silence.
Then Charles laughed softly.
Oliver squirmed, feeling the attention.
Too many eyes.
Why are they all staring…
Charles gently rocked him.
Theo's omega parent stepped closer. "May I hold him?"
Theo hesitated.
Charles nodded gently. "Of course."
Carefully, Oliver was passed over.
The older omega held him gently, experienced hands steady.
"He's calm," he murmured.
Oliver blinked up.
Grandparent…?
Theo's alpha father leaned closer. "…He has strong eyes."
Charles's omega parent sniffed softly. "He's so tiny…"
Theo sighed quietly. "Don't cry."
Charles smiled. "Everyone is emotional today."
Oliver stretched his tiny hand.
Four adults froze.
Theo muttered, "…He's controlling everyone again."
Charles laughed.
The grandparents all looked at the small heir—
And the room that once felt formal and distant—
Suddenly felt like a family gathering.
Oliver yawned.
Unaware that he had just won over
All four grandparents.