"This is about me," he said, his tone serious. "I don't want them to say my father accomplished nothing good. Here I am! I am the son of the former king."
"What's your plan now? I heard that the countries of Moonatoria and Dreamithrio are asking for help?" (Hmm, they're in trouble, and they need us now? Convenient.)
"That's what I was thinking. It's a great benefit for our country to help them to strengthen our alliance, but just because they're asking for help doesn't mean they can just take advantage of us easily." (They'll have to earn our trust and our aid this time.)
"I think you shouldn't be so concerned about making the alliance a good one... back when your father was king, they were like leeches, clinging and sucking... but when your father died, they abandoned Englondraz as if they didn't get any benefit from it." (I'm still bitter about how they left us.)
