"I suppose at least the Senior Circle - and the lords - know you, and you have made a good impression? Whereas Treven is a complete newcomer, and any other Herald distantly related to the royal family will likely not be well known either. - Oh, actually, Vanyel mentioned to me that the next closest relation who is Chosen might be Tantras. However, apparently he and Randi agree that Tantras is not a good fit as monarch, even if he is a decent Herald." 

"I like him a lot more now that he doesn't hate me but if he doesn't think he'd King well then I have no reason to contradict him."

"Vanyel said the main difficulty is that Tran has frequent bad days when he cannot work, ever since losing his Companion at the time during the war. Though he is also - not exactly flexible, as a person. Randi thinks that his personality is a valuable one for some Heralds to have, but would not suit him well as a King." 

"I can imagine why that might be, yeah."

Leareth stretches out. "...Can you stay a little while and hold me?" 

"Yes, I can." She snuggles up behind his back.

It was apparently a tiring meeting, and within ten minutes Leareth is fast asleep. 

She checks herself and goes out. She gets dinner, and brings him something that'll be all right cold if he wakes later and sets it down, and she goes to sleep on Amshalan.

Amshalan snuggles her and looks proudly at her for a little while before going to sleep herself. 

Nobody bothers them all night and Amshalan is still looking very smug and not worried at all in the morning. 

"Good morning. All's well?"

:All's well! Infirmary is getting pretty quiet. Lots of people are going to be convalescing for a while, but no one's newly fallen ill in the last couple of days, and I think all the Healer attention is getting people past the worst of it much faster than otherwise: 

:Oh good: She gets breakfast and tells Gemma she'll do housecalls again and rides out.

The itty bitty baby is cooing and kicking on the floor while her four-year-old brother, who has a runny nose and cough but is otherwise fine, dangles toys over her. Her mother delightedly reports that she's nursing well and hasn't been wheezing at all so far this morning, though she's still fussing a lot more than usual. 

"I'm so glad to hear that!" says Belrun, and she proceeds to the next house in a reasonably chipper mood.

No one is doing worse than the day before, though several elderly folks are still bedridden and badly weakened by the flu. Everyone is pleased and grateful to see her. 

Then she is still reasonably chipper when riding back.

:Rolan's administering a vote: Shavri informs her just before she gets back to the infirmary. :You and Leareth, er, aren't included in the voting members, so you don't need to worry about doing anything, but - I expect we'll have an update for you soon: 

:I will want a few months to finish becoming immortal before I assume any demanding political positions:

:Oh, we're not planning to implement this right away. I don't think it'd even be official until we're back in Haven and can do a proper, official Council vote and get all the pissed-off minor nobles on board somehow. It's - a very weird idea, right, I'm kind of anxious that no one who wasn't here for all this is going to buy it: 

:I kind of suspect a god meddling there, there are lots of reasons people may object to me, so it may not be so smooth in Haven near the Heartstone, yeah:

:You know, I would really prefer it if my life contained less god-meddling: 

:Me too:

The vote is administered. 

It takes a long time, because several of the lords want Rolan to explain to them in detail why he thinks this is a good idea, and then have him relay conversations between them, and relay commentary to Randi, and then debate the plan's merits with Rolan some more, but - eventually the vote is held, on whether when returning to Haven they should hold firm on keeping Randi as King or propose something totally sideways from it. 

The vote for 'something totally sideways', specifically Belrun, passes with a solid majority, and then there are some more Rolan-facilitated debates with the dissenters, and eventually it's agreed on and Rolan and Shavri both try to Mindspeak Belrun at the same time about it. 

:One at a time!:

:The group here has agreed on the proposal to put you forward as Randi's heir: Rolan informs her, the odd ringing-steel quality more noticeable than usual in his mindvoice. :It will perhaps be harder to convey to those in Haven now why this makes sense: