"You have the guts to capture my wife and marry her. Are you tired of your mere low life?" Emperor Eryx asked.
Everyone behind me gasped. Surprisingly, my knees weren't melting this time. Is it because I'm not scared right now because I'm happy that he came to personally rescue me? I don't think so.
His serious death stare is focused on Hazewood that is already standing on the left side of me.
"All of you greet our Emperor. Why are you all standing there?" Lord Arzael asked. From their behind I saw Ariel flying and landed not too close to us.
"We do not bow to anyone who's not one of us. " The old woman said, the shaman. "He may be the Emperor but we only bow to our ancestor, and leaders. Simply because he's in a higher position made by royalties doesn't mean he's our master too. We are ancient people, we came here before him."