Hieronymous:
The old Astrologer's eyes glisten with a strange light and looks away for the briefest of moments. When he looks back at Crow, he smiles and nods to him.
"My faith is not misplaced; I am well pleased Master Crow. My offer to you is this: I will teach you what I can, that which you will need to know, and that which you are willing to learn. And, when the time is right, if she approves, you will take my place as her Imperial Majesty's chief advisor. I have little doubt that she will approve.
I am old, Crow, and it is time for a new perspective. I believe you will make an excellent advisor and that you will give this role the respect and care it is due. Sidi will need someone in the days to come who she can absolutely trust, someone who is not afraid to tell her when she is in error, but who can also allow her to learn from her own mistakes, with grace and kindness. I think you can and will respect her for who she is, and gently guide her in a wise direction...better than I have done.
I will understand if you refuse, and will harbour no ill will for your decision. It is not a task to be lightly considered; please take your time, and when you have reached a decision, I will be here awaiting your reply."
Hieronymous glances towards Lady Sadina and slips his hand back in her's once again.
Crow's eyes immediately widened when Hieronymous offered not only to teach him, but have him one day take over as the Empress's chief advisor. That was probably the last thing he ever expected. He never once thought of obtaining a position of such... great responsibility and importance. He didn't think much about his future any further than adventure and fun.
This... was a crossroads for him. His immediate instinct was to accept the offer, but there was hesitation gripping his mind. Grabbing hold of his jaw and keeping it closed. Teeth clenched, he wondered if he really should accept. What was wrong? He normally dove headfirst into uncharted territories like this. It was no different than when he accepted the position of bard not so long ago...
No... this was different. Clearly. He accepted the position of bard because the alternative... there was no real alternative. Now... he was given a clear choice. He was being entrusted. For the longest time, as a wandering traveler, he became accustomed to being underestimated. For the first time in a long time, someone of great importance was not underestimating him in the least... but was he instead being overestimated?
Maybe Hieronymous was right about taking time to consider and reach a deci-
"I accept."
Before Crow realized what he was doing, those words flew out of his mouth. He was surprised, even though he was the one who said those words. A small grin appeared on his face. Wasn't this how he had always done things? Spontaneously and without a care in the world? No... not without a care. Simply... resolute, completely sure, and confident in his own decisions.
A Cheshire grin etched across the aspiring arcane disciple's face.
"I am honoured, Master Hieronymous, for someone of your position and power to have such faith in my abilities. I accept your offer and I promise, I will prove that your faith in me was not misplaced. I will not let you down."
Crow lowered his head and bowed, humbled by the great challenges that no doubt awaited him in the near future.