Larkan's red eyes pierced through anyone that dared to look at it. It was rumoured that whoever upset him would be doomed to torture, getting the worst events of their lives repeated over and over again till the emperor was happy.

"I have won the war, and...a wife"

Larkan smirked at the crowd as they gasped. A wife ?! The cruel emperor ? Of course, taking a wife from the kingdom that started a rebellion wasn't by any means something useful.

"My emperor, excuse me but marrying a woman from our allies would be more-"

Before the advisor could finish his sentence, Larkan glared at him, causing the poor old man to step back and apologise.