The Emperor's eyes burn with an unquenchable fire as he saw his royal guards drag in a form. The black and golden robes fitted to his body perfectly as he lounged on the large golden throne. A big tree full of blooming cherry blossoms sat behind the throne everblooming as a result of magic.

Woman and men flocked around him near him and some even trying to get his attention but he didn’t budge.

A white mask with golden intricate designs covered his entire face.

“What brings you here?” He called out to the guards as the stopped a good distance from the throne, his voice as smooth as honey.

“We found a mortal woman sire. She was found a couple days ago out near the boarder lands. What is it you wish to do with her your greatest?” Asked the eldest of the royal guards bowing his head. Alex’s eyes widened ever so slightly before a smug look appeared on his face.

“Have them prepared and bring them to my chambers… in something…. light…” He stated with a smug expression. He didn’t exactly want to do this but so far he had failed to have hatchlings in his thousands of years of living. He was getting desperate for the right spirit to carry his eggs.

Besides once a mortal enters the spirit realm they become a spirit themselves if they don’t leave within a few weeks time. By the time that happened there was no way for them to escape.