“What he tolerates, he does so for your sake, Your Majesty.” “What you are saying, Ambassador, is that he can be led, not driven.” The queen’s voice was chilly. “Your Majesty, what I am saying is that I have never seen him driven, and rarely led either. However, if you were to twist him around your finger and could conceivably grind him under your heel in the process, you have to know that I would be eternally grateful. I would die a happy man.”
