Geron, you skillfully showed us the delicate dance of wooing ones heart's desire. It doesn't always work out so well, not even for a prince. Love, real love, can't be bought.
I think John Yegg is as apocryphal and real as Keyser Soze. Pinkerton got the yegg term from a burglar with a sense of humor. Before this a yegg was a bum or beggar. The word was corrupted from yekk, a term used by Chinese in Chinatown to describe beggars.
Pinkerton went on to speculate there was a nationwide Masonic like order of Yeggs where bands of thieves, each headed by a 'John Yegg', would support their colleagues to the death.
Zzzzzzz...
To paraphrase Peter Pan, Living among Bzup kind will be an awfully big adventure.
I hope humans don't disappoint them. We have a tendency to it.
Marvelous tale as per usual, Geron.