Zargos, Planet of Wonders

In the commotion and fanfare of emperor Zuln's entrance you sneak into the thrown room. You duck into the shadows behind an immense pillar holding up the ceiling.

You stare over the heads of various court orderlies, dignataries, and officials at the proceedings. Zuln has finally reached his thrown. He glares down coldly while stroking his long thin waxed mustache.

"Prince Yorlon why have you called this audience with me? You are delaying my wedding preparations." sneers Zuln.

The prince is a very large eight foot tall dogman with shaggy bluish grey fur. He and his entourage of a half dozen dogmen are clad in metal armor.

"Emperor Zuln, I wish to ask you to give some other tribute than what you have asked. We have no quarrel with the people of Earth and do not wish to fight them." says the prince of the dogmen.

"Prince Yorlon your brutish kinsmen have nothing else to offer me but their services as warriors. And besides, your warriors are key to my invasion plan."

What will you do now?