Diplomacy

The minister and Clovis were already in the room waiting for him when Ryker arrived.

The minister and beta leaped to their feet when they saw him entering. Ryker didn't bother to greet him and plopped down on the chair across from him. He motioned for the minister to sit down. The old man obliged stiffly. Clovis followed suit, much relaxed. Ryker leaned back, his cold eyes fixed on his opponent.

"I will give only one chance, Alcott. Just one chance to correct your mistake. If the sanctions are not revoked I will make sure Ghayna stops existing," Ryker declared indifferently.

"About that....I have decided we will not severe trade from your clan and your people will be free to enter our territory as long as they don't pose a threat. We want to live in harmony and avoid any kind of violence," the man explained. Ryker stared at him bemused.

"I will convince my King. In return, I want your word that you will fulfill your end of the deal when the time requires," Alcott stated. Ryker's b