King of Myorna, called the Grand Weaver. Samaryn is the most powerful memory-worker the Sivakr have produced in living reckoning, which among a people who measure rank by mental acuity is the only qualification a throne requires. His title is not a courtesy. He weaves memory the way a lesser Sivakr edits a single recollection, at scale and across many minds at once, and the blood-engine in the Forbidden Valley pays the Deoric cost so that he can do it without spending his own years.
The decision to come up was his. Samaryn knew to the year how long a thing stays remembered once the last witness is gone, and he judged that sixteen centuries had buried the old grievance past any surface recall. He opened the gates, brought the silver elves up to trade, and steered Myorna into the Aldriktch Trade Alliance over the objections of states that did not yet understand why they should object. The first half of his calculation held. The second half is coming apart in his hands, because the neighbors are learning what Sivakr negotiation actually is, and a king who can edit memory is exactly the kind of trading partner nobody wants to have learned that about. The distrust now hardening around Myorna is, in large part, distrust of him personally.