"My lord, I hear the red demon prince of Xi'an will become a king in the coming days, if he does he may decide to remove us from control on Terra." General ulrik advised, emperor Iltar thought for a moment.
"We could try to assassinate him." The lord of Krator advised.
"We can't just send an assassin through THEIR security, not even our best with the aid of magic." Another said, Iltar stood and looked towards the shield behind his throne.
"Not unless they're one of theirs." He said, slamming his fist into the table, "master enslaver, do we have any xi'anese officials who we can send without raising any alarm?", the master enslaver opened a book of slave numbers.
"We have one, only been gone fer' a day yer' highness." He assured.
"Good, do we have an enslavement magic powerful enough for long range control?"
"Of course, but it will only last until the end of the coronation." The speaker of the first son said.
"Then we are done here." Iltar concluded, Yktrisen raised his hand, "yes, old friend."
"What if he won't try to kill us, if he doesn't want to fight."
"He's a demon anyway, an unholy beast who manipulates the minds of free people, we would have killed him and his barbaric race anyway.", the council ended with the sign of the high father and parted ways to their work.

"Yktrisen!" Iltar called.
"Yes, what is it your highness?"
"Enough of the your highnesses, how goes the envoy to the orcs."
"I have not heard much other than that they have made it to the border, who knows what happens next.", yktrisen looked worried, maybe he shouldn't have sent his own grandson.