Xinyi couldn't help but smile at the feeling of her trembling hand as she had been beside him in this. His eyes watched her from his peripheral vision and his lips remained as they were. The feeling of her trembling excited him, but he dare not show that in front of the people of the palace. Everyone was watching, from every corner, every wall. His father's gaze met upon the two of them and he grinned and tilted his head slightly. He knew about the whole ordeal when it came to the two of them, before they had met. Her mother wanted him to marry her daughter, he just didn't know it would have needed up like this.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"My Son,"</span>the Emperor's eyes stared daggers through the offspring of his whom wasn't kneeling before the Emperor. He was the only one whom stood there as he was family, his respect was shared in the intensive glow of his eyes and his free hand above his heart.<span style="color: #FF8080">"Why are you always dressing women in men's clothing?"</span>The old man asked with a brow raised slightly. Clearly he knew why, he was just trying to get a little comedy out of it for himself.<br/><br/>At first it didn't look like Xinyi was going to answer until he opened his mouth slightly, mouthing something unrecognizable in a dead language which made the Emperor snicker a bit. Then he began speaking properly.<span style="color: #FFFF80">"I present the lil' Princess of Simmin, the daughter of the treacherous king, to be my fiancee."</span>He stated as he gently gestured towards the woman whom as trembling beside himself.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"So... That means you're not going to marry Hana then? After all that faking her death and whatnot?"</span>The Emperor seemed relatively serious in his expression and tone of voice, but his eyes were humorous.<span style="color: #FF8080">"You slept with half your fe–"</span>He was cut off as Xinyi raised one brow and the Emperor simply seemed to giggle.<span style="color: #FF8080">"Fine, fine. Onward then."</span>