Drakador_Chaos
Marv bowed her head in acknowledgement and apology of her predecessor's actions and responsibility in Alearan's internment. Then she tapped a command sequence into the table. Several minutes later, the door hissed open and a servant bowed deeply at the entrance. "My lady. How may I be of service?"
"Prepare an Ascension kit for transport." The servant departed, and she turned back to Va'hil. "A solution then, if I may. We have nanotechnology capable of repairing even the most grievous injuries, such as that which the Imperator suffered. She would become like us, a Dreftallech, one of the People. Further, this would make her later elevation to High Queen easier."