“Alright…” I uttered to myself, a mix of determination and anticipation flooding through me as I tore through the first box of paperwork with ease. The dusty scent of aged parchment filled the air, a comforting reminder of the history contained within these walls. I rifled through the documents, my fingers dancing over the sheets, but to my surprise, I found nothing related to the law I wanted to rewrite.

This box contained a few laws, primarily centering around Animal Habitation and Basic Human Rights. It made sense why these laws were among the first created; they established the foundational principles of our society. However, it also meant I had to dig through another box, a small setback in my quest for the revivification law.

Setting the first box aside, I moved on to the next one, dated 450. As I opened it, I was greeted by a handful of laws regarding Farm Regulation and Housing Regulations. While these weren't the exact laws I was looking for, they might prove handy down the road, especially given the kingdom's reliance on agriculture and the importance of safe living conditions for our citizens.

With a sigh, I shifted my focus to the third box, labeled for the year 500. As I lifted the lid, a wave of excitement surged through me. This box was the one I had been searching for. The contents were a treasure trove of spells and regulations, including the Revivification law.

As I dove into the box I didn't disregard the other documents. I quickly glanced at them and put them aside for later reading. As I already had known that I was going to have to go through all of these laws and regulations as time passed. But for now my focus was on the Law of Revivification. A law that has destroyed my family since it was altered from its first publication.

As I delved into the documents, I found the law outlined in clear, authoritative language:

Law of Revivification

The Captain of the Guards is allowed to revive five people a week, provided the resources are abundant and plentiful. If resources are diminished, then the Captain of the Guard can only revive once a week.

Elite healers are allowed to revive five people a week. Elite healers are registered healers through the royal council, and there are only seven elite healers—one per ring. These elite healers are top in their level of expertise. If supplies are diminished, then they also can only revivify once a week.

Non-elite healers cannot revivify at all.

No other Guard but the Captain shall bring people back to life. This prevents overuse of the spell revivify and the overuse of materials.

Everyone has a chance at the use of the spell, no matter the class they may fall upon. The resources used for the spell are taken from the royal funds.

There are records to be kept upon all who are brought back to life via the spells used and who brought them back. Find the records in the chamber of records at the bottom of the castle.

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As I read through the law, I found myself nodding in approval. The original structure of my father’s law was sound; I was tempted to simply present it as is during the Council meeting instead of rewriting it.

However, I felt a gentle nudge from Théoden through our bond. There is something I would change. I replied, However, I don’t want to overstep. One thing I loved about Théoden, he never took my power for granted. He never abused my status to make change. That was a boundary he set for himself. As he did not want to take advantage of me in anyway,

It’s fine… tell me please, I encouraged, eager for his insights. I felt confident with the original law, but I welcomed any feedback that could enhance it.

If they are worried about the number of people being brought back, then change it from five to three. Three per healer and three for yourself. This will reduce it some. Or you could even change it to once a week per healer and for myself. Théoden told me. Sorry, if this is overstepping..

It's fine, honestly. I welcome your ideas. I told him as I let him know him sharing his thoughts was alright.

Once a week… I muttered, finding merit in his suggestion. However, I thought that the once a week thing was too minimal. I did agree however, with the three revivals that I thought was more doable. That might make it more palatable for them to pass it. And some spells last longer than the minute revivify takes. Perhaps we can compile a list of those spells and go from there.

This was a great idea, and I decided I would draft two versions: one for three revivals and one for the original law that was already in place.

Agreed, Théoden confirmed, his presence steady and reassuring.

I set to work, writing down everything from the original law three times, adjusting only the numbers to reflect how many people could be brought back. The ink flowed smoothly from the quill as I crafted the new drafts, my resolve strengthening with each stroke of the pen.

That should do it, I thought with satisfaction, placing the quill back in its holder, the ink still glistening wet on the parchment. What we had come up with made perfect sense. I hoped that the limiting of revivification would appease the Council, making it easier for the law to pass without issue.

Now just to hope that the Council will approve, Théoden whispered through the bond, and my curiosity piqued. I felt myself leaning into his vision, eager to see what he was perceiving, the connection between us deepening as I opened myself to his perspective.

As I peered into his mind, I could see the bustling activity of the castle, guards moving purposefully through the corridors and servants tending to their daily tasks. The sunlight streamed through the high windows, casting intricate patterns on the stone floors, highlighting the beauty of our home even amidst its challenges.

I could sense the undercurrents of tension in the air, the whispers of the townsfolk still echoing faintly in the back of my mind. There was uncertainty surrounding the royals, a palpable anxiety that clung to the atmosphere, and I felt a surge of determination to address it head-on.

We will make this work, I reassured Théoden silently, steeling myself for the challenges ahead. I could feel his support pulse through our bond, a comforting reminder that I was not alone in this endeavor. Together, we would navigate the complexities of the Council, and together, we would ensure that my father’s legacy continued to protect our people.