Of Principle and Practicality
Eighteenth Day of the Fifth Month 294 AC
As you look down at Lord Reed and more, you consider the hush that had fallen over the chamber, longer and more watchful than on any of the matters discussed before, even the question of devils in the halls of power. You consider giving some sop, a term for reconsidering appointments, five or ten years, or mayhap even twenty... no, you are already looking for excuses to make it as long as possible so as not to create the expectation of changing ministers too often, and little would it serve them to know there shall be a review once every generation. The best you can do is give your word and hope enough of them trust it for all the ways you have so far ruled: "The Ministers serve at the crown's leisure and while I see no value in artificial limits on how long that may be, I can assure you that I have no desire to see the state ossify in the hands of immortals."
Well
other immortals, you add mentally, but you tell yourself, hopefully not in vain, that you can change with the times or at the very least listen to the counsel of those who do change. "As the world changes, so will the state have to change in the small things, such as those who wield power in it, and in the great things, such as what shape that power takes. In fifty years, there might be no more need of a Minister of Magic at all. In a hundred, the office might be sorely missed and will be reinstated. It is a minister's duty to serve the crown to the best of their ability and that includes to step down when fresh blood is what is needed."
Ah, not as much trust as you might have hoped, you look over the hall again and see that even some of the Loyalists seem dubious, not that would stop most of them from supporting the policies wherever they might lead. Thus, looking back to the Duke of the Neck, you add plainly as an be, "If you ever come to feel that such is the case, Duke Reed, then I ask you to speak up in this matter. It is, after all, the purpose of the Curia to advise me on such matters."
All hereditary Curia Princeps more likely to test how often Ministers are to be changed as a test of the Curia's influence
It seems almost a relief to all concerned that Hern Lampmaker, the new Minister of Health, is a man whose temperament and skills seem to fit the job so well; compassionate yet competent and very open to bringing the benefits of low magic healing to Westeros, eager to do so in fact. That he is far less eager to deal with the Faith of the Seven in most of its guises does not even come up, and you doubt it ever shall in open Curia sessions unless something goes quite far wrong.
The next post is also filled by a low magician, though one no longer practicing and much of Emyle of He'nekar's interview is spent first literally then metaphorically finding He'nekar on the map. There is much talk of 'valiantly resisting the brigands and monsters' and less of the blood wards and how they may have been drawn. You shall have to thank Yrael for helping to smooth this over. As Governor of Mantarys, many looked to him to take the lead, and as a celestial few yet thought his questions might have a political bent.
As the light of evening begins to fade in the high windows of the chamber, Valens of Andalos passes muster without much comment, though that may be more by virtue of his background than his winning charm. To criticize a former inquisitor too deeply likely seems to many, especially among those lords without a proven record of loyalty, too close to criticizing the throne. Still, you have no doubt their hesitation will fade sooner rather than later, the Ministry of Information is too important not to be in the eye of the Princeps, and soon of the Vox as well.
By the time Randyll Tarly arrives to give his own accounting of what his tasks and priorities shall be as Minister of War, you almost expect to have another interview without many waves or questions to the throne. That notion is put paid to when Mace Tyrell rises from his seat for the first time to ask his once-bannermen a question. "Ser Tarly, it is to be understood by any who have access to the Imperial briefing papers on the matter or even glance at the times, that we live in a world beset by foes of dark and hideous designs on the world of men. I do not doubt that the doughty hearts of the Legion will protect us all against much of that peril, as indeed Highgarden was guarded, but we cannot count upon the Legion alone for garrison duty else why are we to be called Dukes and Counts, Barons or even Knights? I ask then if there is any plan to help arm our own armsmen with weapons more suited to this new age, to train them in the ways of war made strange?"
The new Minister of War looks at his former lord with a sort of familiar weariness that must have been worn deep into his brow in all the years of their acquaintance. "I have no such plans in mind for such a sweeping decision of arming and training must come from the throne," he answers dryly.
What do you reply to Mace's question?
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OOC: Well I did a roll to see if he would find his courage when faced with a man he used to be able to order around. The answer is yes.