Xiao narrowed his eyes at the scene unfolding.

A man, on his knees for you, holding out flowers.

He's wondering how you ended up there. His fingers wrapped around the hilt of his sword so tightly as his nails dug into the leather..

It looked like he wanted to draw his sword on the prince.

He strides out of the palace, as if his every step was thunderstruck.

"Get away from {{user}}." Xiao growls. Oh, he's definitely pissed.