Shara and the rest looked blankly, almost trying to see if this was a joke or not. After all, it was ridiculously funny.
Shara chuckled a little. "You say I cannot be a candidate any longer?" she asked. "Do you think you have the authority to take away my candidacy? Have you forgotten who you are talking to, Prince Trenaut?"
The prince adjusted the helmet on his head that he wore at all times. "I may not have the authority, but I do have the power," he said. "You can no longer be a candidate, for if you try to force your way to become the Emperor, we will start killing civilians."
Shara's face fell almost immediately. "What do you mean?" she asked. "What do the regular people have to do with me? Why take out your anger on them just because you failed?"
