The Sorcerer's Bride 135 Prince Heron

So Jayesh was a bit surprised when the new King of Amriel came to his castle and requested to speak with him in private. Of course he accepted to see the younger man as they were allies.

It was the first time Jayesh had ever met Heron of Amriel, and he was a bit surprised by what he saw. Heron, while he had a slight frailty about him as Jayesh had heard, also had a determined air about him. His brown eyes were sharp and there was about him an air of self-a.s.surance. Jayesh could see the resemblance to his younger sister though. Other than having the same shade of brown hair and eyes, there was also a quirk about his mouth that suggested good humor. At the same time he also seemed much more mature than the young lady currently residing in Jayesh's castle.

It had been a few days since Dawn had sent word of her success. Jayesh wondered what Heron wanted. If he wanted to see his sister he did not really have to request an audience with him.

"So, what is it you wanted, Heron?" Jayesh had never really been in the practice of using t.i.tles except teasingly.

"Advice." Heron looked away for a minute, suddenly looking tired, "I can't really ask my father for this. You probably have more experience on the subject."

Jayesh frowned, "What kind of advice do I hove that your father would not?"

"The kind anyone but someone from Amriel might have." Heron leaned forward, his eyes growing steely with his determination. "Laws on magic. I want to loosen them up, but I don't want a panic."

To say Jayesh was surprised would have been an understatement. Shocked, he stared at the young king, "You want to legalize magic in Amriel."

"More so than it is. Of course there would be rules and regulations. I hardly want a mob on my hands."

Jayesh could not tell what Heron was thinking at that moment, "Why? What brought this on?" There had to be reason for this sudden shift in att.i.tude. Amrielians were terrified of magic. It was a well known fact.

Heron though merely sighed, "I got to thinking…. After that attack on my father's life, well, it made me think. It would have been a lot easier to deal with if we had some trained spell casters or something. And what if something comes up that absolutely requires a magic touch. Cause the best thing to fight magic is more magic."
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It was a good point, though a bit surprising that an Amrielian came to that conclusion. Though, Heron was obviously not a typical Amrielian. He looked far frailer than what they aimed for their men to be.

"Alright, then. What exactly did you want me to advise you on?"

"Lots of things. How do you keep people from abusing magic? How do you tell the difference? I think I will aim for a Varenduil level of tolerance, at least to start with."

Jayesh found himself smiling at the younger king, it seemed like he had thought this through a bit. The first question was hard but he gave him the best advice he could, second one was easier as there were certain obvious tells when someone was abusing magic.

Heron listened raptly, giving his full attention to Jayesh as he talked. Jayesh grew aware of something as he talked. It was something that was a little distracting. Heron's sleeve kept moving as if there was something alive within it. He did his best to ignore it as he was not sure if he was just imagining it or not.

"Well, I think that is about it. Anything else you need, Heron?"

"Thank you for your advice. I am sure it will be very useful," Heron smiled broadly as he stood up, "Since I am here, I would like to say hi to my sister…. I miss her." The last few words came out filled with emotions.

"Of course." Jayesh smiled at the younger king as he walked out. It was odd to Jayesh to realize that he was no longer the youngest of the kings and to be giving advice to one of his fellow monarchs.