"Princess, please do not resist! Everything will be alright as long as you follow King Maximus's orders!" the men below shouted.
They were desperate to protect their princess. They had just witnessed the old emperor's slaughter, and their hearts were still bleeding from it. Now, they could not allow Max to kill her as well if she resisted.
"Silence! How dare you all rebel!" Green winds raged through the hall, hissing at every intruder and whipping the torn banners along the walls into a frenzy.
Max stood there in silence, watching her. She was far too beautiful. Her body did not lose to Rosalia's in the slightest. No, if anything, she was even more blessed in all the right places. Not only had he found a hostage against the Wind Emperor today, he had found his next bloodline target as well. And if it had to be someone from the Wind Dragon Clan, then he wanted her.
Max took a step forward and began walking up the stairs alone while the others watched.
