"If I rule Setraliie's Parliament as its High Chancellor, then I'll rule the High Parliament as well. With the Tree's wisdom at my beck and call and their Chroniclers as my personal guards, I'll be unstoppable.
"I'll become the King of the elves without those morons even noticing.
"An eternal and pointless war with the other races will keep them too busy to question my authority and too reliant on my privileged relationship with the Tree to depose me." He thought out loud.
"Or rather, that was supposed to be the plan! If that Qisal bastard has his way, the citizens of Setraliie will never move to the World Tree's Fringe and if I go there alone, no one will consider me more than a curiosity.
"I can't fail when I'm one step away from the finishing line. Tell me everything I need to know to beat the Voidfeather Dragon at his own game!" M'Rael grabbed the splinter holding the consciousness of the Yggdrasill, twisting their life force even before they refused to answer.
The World Tree was young, but not stupid. They knew that unless they found a solution or at least a way to warn someone of the threat that M'Rael posed, the Yggdrasill would turn into a slave.
The elf had already imprisoned their consciousness, leaving the main body on auto-pilot. The Chroniclers believed the World Tree to be deeply involved in one of their newfound nonsensical schemes and were happy to have the Yggdrasill off their backs.
Without the Tree's constant nagging and whining, the Chroniclers could finally do things the old way. They recorded the knowledge of present events while also performing the mission that their master had assigned them.
The Chroniclers didn't like working toward their own abandonment but they were forced to obey the World Tree's orders just like a Harbinger would their Divine Beast master. freewēbnoveℓ.com
Writhing in pain, the Yggdrasill cursed those orders. They had enforced a no-contact rule between Chroniclers in order to save time. Any communication had to pass through them.
It was the reason no one was looking for Eldun and the World Tree was at the mercy of a mad elf.
***
The following morning, everyone had slept enough to reset the effects of Invigoration and was back in top shape. Only one sour note ruined their morning breakfast of eggs, sausages, and bacon.
"Still no reply." Allejah sighed after asking Lith to check his communication amulet for the umpteenth time. "What are you guys going to do today?"
"I plan on thinking very carefully about my three questions and then go visit Mogar in the Mindscape." Lith replied while checking on Solus' condition.
They hadn't had the opportunity to speak much after leaving the tower and using mind links in the presence of Awakened was considered very rude.
She smiled at him, visibly better but still shaken from the events of the previous day.
"I'm done with the Mindscape. I think I'll just practice Void Magic with Mogar's help." Solus said.
"Faluel and I might take our turn right after Lith." Ajatar pondered. "If the answer to my evolution into a Sapphire Dragon is the same as Faluel's, then the key to Dragonhood truly lay in our blood.
"The problem is that too many visits to the Mindscape without a diversion keeping the elves busy might lead them to discover our hiding place. Yet if I wait for tomorrow and the Parliament summons us, I'll lose my chance.
"Damn, I can't help but wish that Thrud wasn't so foolish. We are just following in her footsteps but there's no telling how easier this would be if she was sane enough to join the Council and lead us."
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