“You’re nothing like what I’ve heard.” “Oh?” “I heard you were a fool who accepted traitors and slaves into his kingdom. A rabble rouser with no respect for law or tradition.” “That’s partly true. But it doesn’t matter.” “Why not?” Flos spread his arms wide, grinning broadly with a smile that was infectious. “I am a King. If I cared what people thought, I’d really be a fool, wouldn’t I?”
