Oh, that's simple, isn't it? Right now, I'm only a hopeless upstart moving into the — ( A wave of his hand, showing off the leafy surroundings. ) Countryside. And our affairs to everyone else are a family squabble.

( But then, he straightens up, gazes upon this young, far too young face, and tries desperately not to laugh. He was this age, once. supposedly. )

After, I'll be anointed. That's a terrible way of saying legitimate. Any attack against me isn't righteous. It's war. And war against a rightful ruler who's only just been tortured by the dead, no, their virtuous neighbours won't stand for that.

( Politics for one and all. )