It was a very important Demigod Council, attended by both Miquella and Malenia.
Godwyn was there as well, of course.
They met in the Elden Throne Hall. Radagon sat upon the throne, an illusory image of the Elden Ring above his head.
Before him, his Demigod offspring sat in chairs arranged in a circle. Each had come dressed in splendid finery, showing their respect for the Elden Lord.
The Two Fingers sent Finger Reader Enia to deliver a terrible piece of news to them: a succession.
"The God and the Lord will be replaced in the not-too-distant future. The God will be chosen from among the three Empyreans. For the Lord, the other Demigods are the tentative candidates," Finger Reader Enia announced the earth-shattering news unhurriedly. "It could also be another hero with a kingly aspect."
"As things stand, the young Demigod lads have the better odds." Finger Reader Enia chuckled.
There was nothing funny about what she said.
Radahn asked, "Excuse me, what do you mean by better odds?"
"Oh, succession in the Lands Between means war." Finger Reader Enia treated it as nothing of consequence. "The final choices for God and Lord must be decided through war. The winners who survive to the end will be the final choices."
She looked at Radagon. "Your fathers all went through brutal wars."
Different people reacted differently to those words.
Radahn's eyes shone with eagerness. Rykard lowered his head, his eyes darting about. Ranni turned her head slightly, avoiding looking at Radagon.
Miquella stole a glance at Godwyn, while Malenia gently took Miquella's little hand.
Godwyn stared straight at Radagon, his eyes seeming to say: He never went through any brutal war. He was chosen in advance.
"Is there a specific date?" Godwyn asked Finger Reader Enia.
Finger Reader Enia shook