Dewei stared, and started blinking rapidly; he was confused. 'Could it be?' 'No. It couldn't be.' He thought.
His eyes must be decieving him, because that looked like Emperor Ling Yao, and his pretty, little, commoner mistress. (Lan Fan.)
He glared heatedly, down at them.
"Prove your loyalty! Bring me his guard, and the old emperor!" roared Dewei, motioning toward the two of them, gallantly.
He could really get used to this power.
Just like that, all hell broke loose!
Lan Fan felt it, before she saw it. Hands were clasped around her throat, and she was dragged away.
One of Dewei's loyal troops had a sword pointed at Ling, threatenly, He quickly stabbed Ling in the side.
Ling keeled over, gasping from the surprise attack, and the pain that came with it.
Several Xingese citizens dragged, and lifted Ling away towards the palace, away to Dewei.
