Kire's hand closed into a fist as Ysaryn spoke. Even before she gave more details, the moment Ysaryn mentioned Ulrich's sons, Kire knew. "Hans," she murmured, lip curling. Though they couldn't be sure what their visions mean at this point, somehow Kire didn't doubt this revelation. "I knew there was a good reason I kept him out of the council." 

She was quiet for a few moments. This would potentially complicate matters with Jan's marriage. It would mean more contracts, more negotiations. [I]Would I need to postpone my abdication?[/i] Already, Kire felt weary from the thought. Gods, she hoped not. 

"He will not be emperor," Kire said after a while. "I will make sure of it."