"Not age, sickness, the kind that magic only makes worse. Overuse of healing magic encourages it, and once it is started, it can't be stopped, even with negative energy. A leading cause of death among those of wealth. Too many potions of restoration, according to the constructs. Your mother is something else, something they have never seen before, but they think it is a slow but steady, unlike your fathers, which is active and aggressive. Right now he feels fine, so your appearance will be a surprise. Keep the clerics from trying to help him if you can. If they try, it will be a couple weeks, not months. Cancer is nasty like that."<br/><br/>He sent them out, feeling... tired, and got his constructs to compile a more accurate and indepth report, and see that the crown prince was notified as soon as he knew that Tysinni was there. The others would be notified as the Emperor saw fit. Bast was likely having a fit at learning after he did, though she probably already knew he was dying, but not why. He shrugged to Ama, and then shook his head. "Be like if you found out your mother was dying in front of you, and all you could do was try to make her comfortable. I am of two minds about mortal deaths, on one hand good to know so you can prepare, say goodbye, but on the other, bad because everyone starts grieving early, even if you feel fine. The Emperor will get that one. But they will have time to say goodbye, and I can and have made arrangements for him to be comfortable in his afterlife, at least until his patron goddess absorbs him."<br/><br/>He rubbed his eyes, before turning to Ama, a slightly forced smile on his face. "So, our meeting about the new fox outsiders. Aren't named yet, but hopefully will soon. Cerul redesigned her body with silver dragon and them in her, so hope you aren't too pissed at them. What can I do for my fiance?"