>>5397057“It sounds as if the transition between female and male rule is not a possibility, but an eventuality,” you note, changing subjects for a moment. “Does your queen have a favoured successor?”
Jazkarmel narrows her eyes, and nods.
“There are Princes in her house, Yvonlace, considered worthy.”
“Sons?” you ask, curious to better understand the workings of this dark court.
Jazkarmel shakes her head, clarifying: “Brothers, cousins. Age is respected, and direct passing of rule to… Young elf, easy puppet… Is not. But there are males in her—our house—which may be a suitable fit."
"Then why involve me at all?" you ask.
Jazkarmel cringes, and you sense the answer: the males who they favour, who they feel are most manipulable, have weak claims. Hence the desire to delay, you’d wager—a convenient puppet would be best but, failing that, there is no guarantee that this Queen Myrymma can secure a favourable replacement from among her male relations without designs of his own. Perhaps she wishes more time to select and secure the debt of worthy successor, or to prop up a weaker candidate?
“If one of those who the Queen favours were to convert as well, and commit to our holy cause, perhaps he might ‘discover’ the Moon-sword of Endymion, in time for that tournament you spoke of.”
The implications are not lost on Jazkarmel, who grins and laughs at your daring,and at the possibilities.
“I did not know dragons were such clever schemers,” she notes.
Jazkarmel cannot make such high-level decisions on her queen’s behalf—she makes that clear enough. However, she seems intrigued, and you gain her assurance that she will petition Queen Myrymma on your behalf, and speak favourably of the proposal. You share a drink, and retire for a time.
