Green eyes flashed under the emperor's helmet, and he stood proudly in all his glorious armour even when the plates were smudged with blood and dirt, and in some places the steel was dented in. It would have been obvious even to a blind man that the alpha fought alongside his soldiers. Courage was rapidly deserting Louis as he walked even closer to the menacing statue of raw power and authority. In the emperor's close proximity, the omega queen felt the need to swoon like a damsel in distress, and he had to grit his teeth and focus on the pain his body suffered from to ground himself against the dizziness that slowly began to cover his head in a fuzzy blanket. " Emperor Styles," Louis greeted him, leaving his bodyguards behind. Or the story of a great medieval Emperor and his consort.