บท 177: Inter-school battle 13 (the reason)

The empress lifted her head; the serpentine circular crown encrusted with precious gems, glinted on her perfectly coiffed head, the perfectly formed features even though guided as a mere prey looked up at him sitting leisurely on his throne. Robes opened, brocade belt slightly askew, the empire looked dignified even though the empress had been in the process; had been about to take her mate on the throne before the attack and she had been attacked.

His outer black and jade green robes were shredded to the side leaving his long pale green and gold-tipped hair flowing around him seductively.