"Yes, we do have the means of travel... o, here they come." A pair of magicians dressed in Shari-Valian garbs entered the room, carrying pillows. On one pillow, there was silver mirror, and on other, an ornately decorated brass bracelet.
"Through day and night, our enchanters toiled to infuse these items with magic energies. The mirror, once rubbed, will shine a bright light at the edge pointing to the nearest orb. The bracelet, in meanwhile, shall allow the travel between the worlds, allowing you to return."
"Are we to scour the whole of an unknown world for one orb?"
"No, no, we've attuned the the mirror to the magical fabric of the cosmos; as long as you carry the mirror it will put you in near vicinity of the local Orb once you arrive in a different world." The acolytes passed their magical trinkets to the Royal Priest, who then passed them to Prince Aliberti.
"And language? How shall we communicate with peoples of other worlds?"
"The bracelet shall let you and those near you speak the language of the natives, as long as you let the natives speak first so that the bracelet can adjust the words and phrases for the undestanding of your ears..."
"How do we get back?"
"O, that is simpler; a mage of your entourage must tap into the enchantments of the bracelet. It will send a magical pulse to our world, telling our scriers and sorcerors that you wish to return."
"This all sounds dangerous, and risky..."
"The Emperor gave his blessings. All there is to do for you, to agree to lead the search."