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"A new virus?" I groaned, sinking my head into my hand. 

Qixu had interrupted my peaceful bath with urgent news from the council. 

It had taken me months for things to start to go smoothly.

The orcs were begrudgingly accepting my, rather forceful, instructions to adapt to the Eastern Empires' rule.

The new humans had been going through an education of sorts to help them make sense of the new world they were forced to live in.

Land and things of monetary value were being shifted amongst the nobles and the new officials sent by Hangzhi. Which had been the biggest cause of my reoccurring migraines.

Now the little screen before me was telling me that the Draconians had spread a new virus throughout the entire Empire, theirs included. One that not only weakened the orc's general health but affected their fertility.