A man dressed in a full black robe with red and gold trim entered the room. His voice echoed slightly.

“The pawn in Galand has failed and been taken prisoner.”

One of the three figures sitting around a large table threw his glass at the robed man. Causing a second figure to speak up

“Now now don’t throw a tantrum just because your plan failed.” a sultry female voice scolded.

“Don’t talk down to me.” The man slammed his hand on the table. He then pointed to the robed man “What happened.”

The robed man responded with his echoing voice not bothering the three at the table. “From what our spies have gathered the first princess made it to the capital and removed his leverage.”

The Female voice from earlier huffed in frustration.

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“HA so it is all thanks to you slut, that my plan was ruined. If you had just captured the bitch like you were told everything would still be going smoothly.”

The woman’s voice responded all her sultry tone was replaced with fury. “Fuck you pervert. If your plan was not so convoluted, you would have finished a month ago.”

“Don’t try to deflect blame. At least my plan did not waste any additional resources. How many servants did you lose… four was it?”

Not wanting to answer but being forced to by the man’s intentional mistake “It was three.”

“OH just three, that is not so bad.” The man’s mocking tone was clear.

It was the woman’s turn to have a tantrum and she flipped some of her papers in the man’s direction.

“ENOUGH! I do not need to hear about your failures.” The third figure in the room that was seated at the head of the table finally spoke up.

This brought both bickering figures to heel.

“You both will do better going forward. I am tired of that kingdom’s obstinance and want it under my control.”

The woman was the first to respond and her sultry voice returned. “We will redouble our efforts, emperor.”